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Author: Calendula
last update2025-11-08 17:09:04

Via immediately stepped back half a pace and shook her head quickly. “Ah, no, Miss. You can’t. This… contains natural poison!”

“If you touch it before it’s planted, it can be dangerous. They say the poison disappears only after it touches the soil,” Via explained.

Aurora was taken aback. “Poison?”

Max quickly replied in a calm tone, as if everything made perfect sense. “That’s right, Babe. I’ve heard about that kind of pumpkin before. It needs to be planted first so that the poison can dissolve into the ground.”

He looked at Aurora with a reassuring smile. “So, it’s better not to open it yet, okay?”

Aurora nodded slowly, beginning to understand. “Oh… all right then. I didn’t know there was such a kind of pumpkin.”

She looked at Via with a mix of admiration and relief. “You’re really dedicated to your job. That’s impressive.”

Via smiled brightly, her face glowing at the praise. “Thank you, Miss.”

Then she turned her gaze back to Max, her eyes sparkling with hope. “So, does this mean I
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    In Vesula, Max’s house was no longer just a place to live. After the conquest of the Alken Mountains and the ten grandmasters kneeling to him, Max turned one of his large buildings in the city center into a headquarters for the grandmasters.The building was tall and strong, and all of its floors were modified into training rooms, strategy rooms, and resting areas for the senior grandmasters.Takeshi stood on the balcony of the seventh floor, looking at the bright city lights of Vesula that hid darkness behind its alleys."This is a big city," Takeshi muttered. "And we have many demons to hunt."Max stood beside him, arms folded, his face cold and focused. "Starting tonight, we will not wait for them to attack. We will be the ones hunting."That night, Vesula became a slaughter ground for the members of the Demon Cult.The mid generation grandmasters, men in their forties to their sixties who still had strength, speed, and sharp instincts, spread across the entire city. They moved li

  • 0194

    In a dark valley that had never been touched by sunlight, where black stones released blood-red steam, a winged creature rushed downward. Hot wind swirled as it landed, creating a circle of black dust on the ground.The creature had a human face, pale and long, but its eyes were red like burning coals. From the waist down, its body turned into the legs of a demon with sharp claws that bent backward like a horse. Large black wings pulsed on its back.He was Astarion, the best spy of the Demon Cult.He knelt deeply before a figure standing on an obsidian rock. The figure was tall… very tall. More than two meters. His body was covered in a dark black robe, and his face was hidden under a leather mask that looked like it was stitched from human faces.A low hissing sound came from behind the mask."Report."Astarion bowed even lower. "Demon Prince, I have returned with important news. Very important."The masked figure, called Demon Prince Varak, turned slowly. The pressure of his dark au

  • 0193

    Max let go of Takeshi’s hand, then took one step forward. His voice, usually flat, now carried a cold fire that made the air in the arena feel sharp like ice."Enough with the formalities," he said firmly. "Now listen carefully. I did not come to Mount Alken to take positions or take your seniority." "I came for one reason to invite you to destroy the Demon Blood Cult that has ruled for far too long."Even the name alone changed the faces of the grandmasters. Some clenched their fists until their veins stood out."They kidnapped millions of civilians in the past year," Max continued, his voice even colder. "Children, women, even the elderly. Used as living sacrifices to summon high level demons." "The villages at the base of the mountain are empty. You who call yourselves grandmasters who protect the people, how long will you stay silent?"The respectful silence instantly turned into burning anger.An old grandmaster with a long white beard stood up, his face red. "We... we did n

  • 0192

    The arena was still frozen. Even the wind seemed afraid to move. Every eye was fixed on Max’s right hand that was calmly held out in the air, and on Takeshi’s hand that was still pressed against the dusty ground. Blood dripped slowly from the corner of the old man’s mouth, forming tiny red dots on the stone floor. His breath was shaky, but his eyes had not gone dim.The grandmasters under the stage held their breath at the same time. Some bit their lips, some were ready to shout if Takeshi refused that offered hand. After all, he was Takeshi the Iron Tiger, the oldest senior in the Alken Mountains, the man who never bowed to anyone except Lord Hades. To accept the hand of a city youth who was not even thirty? Impossible.They had already prepared words to protect Takeshi’s pride later. "It is only a polite gesture." "He will pull his hand back." "Do not worry, Senior Takeshi..."But the opposite happened. With a trembling hand, Takeshi lifted his dusty and bloody palm. His fi

  • 0191

    The arena suddenly turned cold.All the grandmasters lined up below the stone stage could only stare with their mouths open, as if they had just witnessed the god of thunder slap the earth. They stared at Takeshi, who was still lying face-down in the bushes with leaves stuck to his back, his body still shaking from the impact."W-what… just happened?""Senior… Senior Takeshi fell?""Impossible! He must have slipped!"One of the most stubborn grandmasters stepped forward, pointing at the bush-covered figure that used to be Takeshi. "Takeshi-sama was only distracted! That was an accident! Did you not see? The ground there is clearly uneven!"Yet everyone clearly saw Takeshi get thrown four meters after his punch was casually swatted aside by Max. But their denial was stronger than logic."Yes! Exactly!" another shouted. "There is no way Takeshi lost! He is a senior grandmaster!"But those ego-filled mouths slowly fell silent when Takeshi began to move.The old man groaned softly, pushin

  • 0190

    Takeshi steadied his breathing, trying to calm the heartbeat that had been racing wildly for the past few minutes. He looked at Max, who was still standing without any stance, as if his body was not even part of the duel.Slowly, Takeshi spoke. His voice carried a tremor he could not hide. “Young man, were you the one who moved the wind?”Max did not answer right away. He only looked at Takeshi with a calmness that did not fit someone facing death. Then he gave a small smile. “What do you think?”That simple answer sent chills from Takeshi's neck down to his back. If Max could move the wind to fight him, not with normal martial arts, but with pure power, then his level was far beyond human. Even beyond the grandmasters standing in a row below.Takeshi swallowed hard. His throat felt dry. But he still refused to believe that fear. He chose to deny it.“Nonsense!” he shouted suddenly, his voice echoing loud. “There is no way you can control the wind! It was only a coincidence! Yo

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