CHAPTER 7
Author: ASH DONOVAN
last update2026-06-03 02:04:47

The bumps along the road weren't much of a bother.

“We picked the right caravan. They are heading to Archtis.” Quinn said, hiding quietly in a corner, while hoping no one would find him.

He had gotten this hint from their conversation.

The journey went on smoothly, with a few bumps here and there.

Until it came to a stop.

From the back seat of the caravan, Quinn peered out of the window.

There was no building in sight, which meant only one explanation.

“Get ready to fight, Bell.”

The sounds of bullets echoed in the dawn of the day.

“Even the guards we paid for are useless.”

“Who would have thought we would meet renowned Mountain Bandits?”

“We don't have anything, please spare our lives.”

The merchants tried to beg but it was fruitless.

“Shut up! We know what you are carrying in those things. Our informant would never mislead us. And if you think you can decieve us, be ready to die.” A burly man swung a sword, resting it on his shoulders.

Then he chuckled, moving the stick he held in his mouth, “You weaklings are wasting my time. Men, take everything. Tonight, we are going to have a feast!”

Hearing their leader, the bandits let out a shout and they instantly spread around.

“I'd take the back while you take the left.”

Quinn on the other hand clenched his fists, this caravan was his ticket to escape.

“Bell, take them both and yes, kill them.” Quinn said and then he jumped down from the caravan.

“Why is there someone still walking freely? I told you to seize everyone of them!” The bandit leader yelled out.

However no one responded.

Soon enough, the reverberating sounds of cries and yells filled the place, before coming to an abrupt stop.

“They won't be able to do anything, and for a long time.” Quinn frowned.

The merchants wondered where he had come from because they hadn't seen anyone like him.

“What are you talking about? Do you want to die?” The bandit leader was also someone who was not to be messed with.

Seeing that there was truly no response from his team, a vein popped up in the man's head.

“I'd kill you, and then because of you, I'd kill every single merchant here.” The leader said, and in a single second, he closed the distance between Quinn and him.

“I know you are a summoner, so there's no way you could have your strength. Once I get rid of you, your beast goes to.” Leader smirked, and raised his leg, delivering a round house kick.

Quinn had no expression and he didn't move an inch.

“Bell.”

It was a single word and instantly the kick was blocked.

The shockwave sent leader flying back, and then he steadied himself, almost immediately.

Quinn walked forward, resting his hand on Bell’s shoulder.

“You don't have to hold back.”

Hearing that, the leader scoffed and them he looked around.

His men were truly no where to be found.

“This is pointless and you aren't going to be with these merchants forever. Once you are out, I'm going to come back and kill every single one of them.”

Hearing that, each merchant quivered in fear and a sense of frustration arose as they looked at Quinn.

Quinn didn't meet their eyes and he turned to Bell.

“You can kill him now.” He said.

Leader frowned, “There's not possible, do you know who I—”

His words were cut short.

In a second, his head left his body, separated by the dark sword in Bell’s hand.

It was a swift move but it was enough to decide the winner.

After the event, Quinn looked at the merchants and gave them a smile.

“I am sorry for killing him outrightly, but there was no way I could let you all remain in danger.” He said, giving them a small bow.

Bell looked at what her master did and also gave a man.

The brutal scene that occurred was enough to hit a mark on their heart.

“No young Sir! Thank you so much for saving our lives.” One of the merchant stepped forward.

Quinn instantly marked him as the one who was more prominent than the others.

“If there's anything you'd like in repayment for this, please let us know. We are merchant, we care more about our life than our riches.”

The merchant said and stepped forward.

Quinn scratched the back of his head, “I only need to get to Archtis. Asides that, there's nothing more. I would really appreciate your service.”

“Oh? That's nothing. Archtis is where we are headed and we can do that much!” 

“Please by all means, you are welcome into our caravan.” 

Quinn nodded, “Thank you very much.”

With everything that happened, he was able to secure a transportation service back to Archtis.

And once he was there, he would apply at the Knight call for the Golden Knights Academy.

The journey went without bumps and Quinn couldn't tell if it was from Bell’s overwhelming presence but there was no sights of beasts or bandits from any corners.

“We need your trading license.” The guards at the massive gate of Archtis said, looking suspiciously at the band of caravans.

Quinn ensured that he stayed out of sight.

But he could clearly see it from where he hid.

The city of Archtis was far greater than Pearl City, where he had come from.

The walls reached an overwhelming height and from his calculations, not even the army of Pearl city could defeat that.

Was this why the Archtis city were always allowed to bring in two extra slots for the Golden Knights Academy?

Quinn's eyes glimmered, if he could get into that spot, then he would definitely be able to get in that spot with Bell’s strength.

“I'm hungry.” Speaking of the devil, Bell pinched Quinn's clothes as she stayed in the corner.

“Aren't you like a very powerful summon? How the heck are you hungry?” Quinn frowned.

But the girl only stared at him, and pointed again at her stomach.

“Feed me.”

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