Chapter 35 – Zant Port
<span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —
<span style="font-weight:400">“Are you sure about this, Ruijerd? We could always try to conquer abyrinth for the fee instead.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“No. That would be too dangerous, even for us. Besides…” he turned back to me, his face set into a confident smirk. “We’re going to save some children, right? In that case, how could I refuse?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Wow. He really was a cool dude.
<span style="font-weight:400">Too bad that he would have his head covered by a sack in a few moments.
<span style="font-weight:400">“If you said so… Anyway, remember the n, and if anyone tries to annoy you, threatening them should be enough to scare them off,” I advised.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Got it,” he nodded.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Good. Then, let’s go. I’ll be sure to keep your spear safe in the meantime,” I added.
<span style="font-weight:400">And with that, we walked down to the wharf, where Ruijerd was then bound, covered, and transferred onto a small boat that would smuggle him onto a ship.
<span style="font-weight:400">After that, he would be transferred to the storehouse where the ves would be, and then I would meet up with him to free them, before taking them to their home.
<span style="font-weight:400">We’d save some kids and get to the Millis Continent, all without spending a single cent.
<span style="font-weight:400">The perfect n.
<span style="font-weight:400">But unfortunately, Ruijerd would have to spend a few days being treated like shit, but… he could take it.
<span style="font-weight:400">He was a venerable Superd warrior, after all.
<span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —
<span style="font-weight:400">Having already converted our savings to the Millis currency, and packed our remaining luggage into small bags, we made our way to the ship a few days after Ruijerd’s departure.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Whoa! It’s so big! To think this thing can float on water!” Eris eximed, looking excitedly at the sea as she leaned on the railing.
<span style="font-weight:400">“It is quite amazing indeed,” I nodded. “And as for how it floats, it uses the force of buoyancy-”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Aah! Nope! No lessons!” Eris shook her head and covered her ears, willing away my teachings.
<span style="font-weight:400">How rude.
<span style="font-weight:400">Weren’t you interested a moment ago?
<span style="font-weight:400">“I think it’s interesting, Brother!” Aisha said. “Can you tell me about it?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“How about we do that tonight? For now, we have to brace ourselves,” I said, patting her head.
<span style="font-weight:400">Such a good sister, she was.
<span style="font-weight:400">And a smart one too.
<span style="font-weight:400">Once we reached the Holy Country of Millis, I nned to stay there for a month or two while looking around for Paul, so I’ll try to give her and Norn some more lessons before departing to get Mama, Lilia, and Sylphy.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Brother?” Norn asked, pulling my sleeve. “Where’s Mister Ruijerd?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“He’s just… taking a different route, is all,” I said calmly.
<span style="font-weight:400">I couldn’t exactly exin to her the intricacies of smuggling and very, nor did I want to.
<span style="font-weight:400">Norn was a kind and innocent child, so I wanted her to stay that way for as long as possible.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh… okay!” she nodded happily.
<span style="font-weight:400">Aisha piped up again. “What do you mean by ‘bracing ourselves’?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ah, well… some people don’t like boats, is all.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I wasn’t too worried about Eris, as she was already a swordswoman strong enough to gain Ruijerd’s respect and could travel at the speed of sound if she really tried, so there was no way seasickness would affect her.
<span style="font-weight:400">But I was a bit worried about Norn and Aisha.
<span style="font-weight:400">I would have to make sure they didn’t feel too bad if they ended up being prone to seasickness, as I could use healing and detoxification magic to ward off the nausea.
<span style="font-weight:400">But still, even if they ended up not feeling the best, I hope they would take the days at sea to enjoy the rare experience.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Anyway, let’s put our stuff away first. I got us a cabin, but there’s only one bed, so we’ll be sleeping together tonight,” I said, leading the three toward our room.
<span style="font-weight:400">While I was happy to hear their cheers, inwardly, I was a bit worried.
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, I was a boy in the midst of puberty, and Eris was starting to grow into quite the beautiful girl.
<span style="font-weight:400">A badbination, as one might expect, at least when I didn’t want to make a mistake.
<span style="font-weight:400">But I suppose I would just have to bear with it for now.
<span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —
<span style="font-weight:400">“U-Ughh…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“There, there… Here, does this feel a bit better?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Y-Yeah… thanks, Leon.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Gentlybing my hand through Eris’ long hair, I cast a constant flow of healing magic to alleviate her symptoms.
<span style="font-weight:400">Contrary to my expectations, it seemed that Eris was weak to the sea, while my two sisters were doing just fine.
<span style="font-weight:400">Right now, they were having a nap, having been tuckered out from exploring the deck, but they were pretty excited at the prospect of sailing.
<span style="font-weight:400">Unfortunately, seeing the source of the rocking and swaying only made Eris more nauseous.
<span style="font-weight:400">Hence, the current situation.
<span style="font-weight:400">“L-Leon?” Eris said, looking up at me.
<span style="font-weight:400">I felt my body flush at her sweet tone.
<span style="font-weight:400">Not only her tone, but how her face was dripping with sweat and marred with worry, and her eyes that looked up at me with such affection and trust, with all of that… it was hard to maintain a straight face.
<span style="font-weight:400">Right… while this girl was dangerous with a sword, she was dangerous in other ways too.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What is it, Eri?” I asked softly.
<span style="font-weight:400">“C-Can you… stay with me?” she pleaded.
<span style="font-weight:400">…Definitely dangerous.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t worry, I will,” I reassured her. “You only have to deal with this for another night, so how about you try to get some rest?”
<span style="font-weight:400">I then took off my leather jacket, which forck of a better term, had seen better days, before draping it over her like a nket.
<span style="font-weight:400">My jacket, which was proof of my Sword Saint rank, had been drenched in monster blood more times than I could count and had been cut and ripped all over the ce, giving it a rugged, worn appearance, very simr to Ghiine’s.
<span style="font-weight:400">Hmm… it was getting a little small for me, especially around the arms, and thinking about it now, how Ghiine wore hers…
<span style="font-weight:400">“What? What are you doing?” Eris asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Just thinking about changing my style, is all,” I shrugged.
<span style="font-weight:400">Taking out my dagger, I then cut off the sleeves of the jacket at the armpit area, which should give me much more room to move freely.
<span style="font-weight:400">There, that should be better, I hope.
<span style="font-weight:400">And like Ghiine, I didn’t have to button it up, but I would be wearing an undershirt, unlike my brazen teacher.
<span style="font-weight:400">With Eris curling up further on myp, Aisha then stirred awake, quickly getting her bearings before looking over. “…Is Big Sis still like that?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“As you can see… some people just can’t handle the rocking of the waves, but I’m d you two are fine,” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">And also myself, for that matter.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I see…”
<span style="font-weight:400">For some reason, Aisha was pouting a little.
<span style="font-weight:400">Ah. Was it that?
<span style="font-weight:400">I mean, I felt the same whenever Mama would hold Rudy for the entire day as a baby, so I knew what she was feeling.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Do you want to rest on me too?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“If you say so, Big Brother!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Scrambling over, she quickly made herselffortable by resting on my other leg.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Brother?” she asked, looking over at Eris to check if she was asleep. “Do you… love Eris?”
<span style="font-weight:400">I felt the girl in question twitch.
<span style="font-weight:400">Haa… this question.
<span style="font-weight:400">I knew Aisha was quite mature, but I was hoping I could avoid this until everything was settled.
<span style="font-weight:400">As I’ve grown older, and hade to an understanding of my feelings of love and attraction, I quickly found myself in a dilemma.
<span style="font-weight:400">I loved three girls.
<span style="font-weight:400">Roxy, my childhood crush, was not simply a crush, nor was it childish.
<span style="font-weight:400">Every time I thought of her, my cheeks became red, and my heart raced with anticipation.
<span style="font-weight:400">I wanted her, and I wanted her badly.
<span style="font-weight:400">And Sylphy… while I was initially hesitant, as she had shown me affections before I could understand them, I eventually came to ept them happily, especially with the time we spent apart.
<span style="font-weight:400">I missed her… and I missed her affections as well.
<span style="font-weight:400">While she needed to be a bit more independent and gain a bit more self-confidence, I loved and wanted her, too.
<span style="font-weight:400">And Eris… well, if I didn’t love her before the teleportation, with all the days and nights we spent together, leaning on each other and supporting each other, how could I not say anything other than…
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, I love her.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Eris froze.
<span style="font-weight:400">I decided to pretend I thought she’s asleep, for her sake.
<span style="font-weight:400">Plus, this was a great way to show how thankful I was without her getting too embarrassed and running away.
<span style="font-weight:400">“She’s an amazing girl, and while she’s feisty and quick to lose her temper… when I see her asleep like this, I can’t help but find both sides of her adorable,” I said, massaging her scalp.
<span style="font-weight:400">I felt Eris bury her face into my leg as her feet kicked up and down.
<span style="font-weight:400">I guess she quickly forgot to keep up the sleeping act, huh?
<span style="font-weight:400">“She’s strong, dependable, and for helping me keep you two safe, especially before Ruijerd joined us… I am forever grateful,” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">And that was the truth.
<span style="font-weight:400">But three women… Mama would definitely p me.
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, in this regard, I was even worse than Paul.
<span style="font-weight:400">But… I just couldn’t help it.
<span style="font-weight:400">As Rudy had said some time ago, ‘the heart wants what it wants’… though he did that while eyeing up one of the maids, but the point still stands.
<span style="font-weight:400">I wanted all three of them to myself.
<span style="font-weight:400">I loved all three of them.
<span style="font-weight:400">I was just that selfish and greedy.
<span style="font-weight:400">Well… as long as I was truthful, and didn’t break any promises, I think I could proudly dere my feelings, but that could only be done after everyone was reunited.
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, once I dered my feelings, I wanted to settle down and start a family, with everyone in my current family around us.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Wow… that’s really something, Brother,” Aisha said. “I guess she’ll actually be my Big Sister soon enough.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Cheeky brat…” I dug my other hand into her head, tussling her hair.
<span style="font-weight:400">Resting my head back against the wall, I couldn’t help but feel my lips curl into a smile.
<span style="font-weight:400">We were off the Demon Continent, and all of my family was alive.
<span style="font-weight:400">I know that I was probably tempting fate by thinking this, but… I couldn’t help but feel like everything was looking up for us.
<span style="font-weight:400">Soon… we would all be reunited.
<span style="font-weight:400">I was sure of it.
<span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —
<span style="font-weight:400">“Land… solidnd…” Eris said with a smile as she crawled across the dock.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Come on, you can rejoiceter. We have to get a ce for the night, and then I’ll go fetch Ruijerd,” I said, pulling her to her feet.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ah… okay,” she said, turning her head away.
<span style="font-weight:400">Peeking over her shoulder, I noticed that her cheeks were flushed red while her lips were spread in a silly smile.
<span style="font-weight:400">What’s with- Oh, right.
<span style="font-weight:400">I knew she was awake when Iplimented her, but to think she would take it so… bashfully.
<span style="font-weight:400">But it was nice to see such a side to her, especially one so gentle.
<span style="font-weight:400">“A-As long as we don’t have to go on that damn boat again!” Eris said, getting her usual energy back.
<span style="font-weight:400">Well… we’d have to take another boat to get to the Central Continent, but I’d leave that for her to find out.
<span style="font-weight:400">No need to make her sad.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Let’s head over to find an inn.”
<span style="font-weight:400">With that, we then headed to the Adventure Guild to find a ce to stay, and that was where I learned a few things about the current state of affairs.
<span style="font-weight:400">First, we had apparently arrived at Zant Port at a bad time, as the Great Forest was about to start its rainy season, where the roads would be flooded, and the forests teeming with monsters, all for three straight months.
<span style="font-weight:400">This also made it hard to find a ce since the city was crowded, but since we had quite a bit of money, I was able to make do.
<span style="font-weight:400">As I waited for the night to fall, when I would then get Ruijerd out of his cell, I overlooked the quests posted on the board, written on paper this time in the human tongue, to see if there was any way to make some cash in theing months.
<span style="font-weight:400">And that was where I saw it.
<span style="font-weight:400">A letter, from Paul, addressed to me.
<em><span style="font-weight:400">Dear Leon, my son.</em>
<em><span style="font-weight:400">I don’t know when you are reading this, but I thought I should let you know what is happening.</em>
<em><span style="font-weight:400">As you probably know, the entire Fittoa Region, including our family and I, have been teleported to random locations across the world in a disaster known as the ‘Discement Incident’.</em>
<span style="font-weight:400">Wait… the entire Fittoa Region? Including Paul?
<span style="font-weight:400">That… that’s not what I imagined at all.
<span style="font-weight:400">Shaking my head, I continued reading.
<em><span style="font-weight:400">I have met up with Rudy, who is going to search the north of the Central Continent, but other than him, I have not found Lilia, Zenith, or your sisters. But from what he exined, they are probably with you.</em>
<em><span style="font-weight:400">I trust that you have kept them safe.</em>
<em><span style="font-weight:400">I have set up a group of like-minded individuals to help search for those affected called the Fittoa Region Search Group, but we only have members across the Central and Millis Continents.</em>
<em><span style="font-weight:400">If you are reading this, please begin searching for your mothers, and if your sisters are not with you, them as well, focusing on the Begaritt Continent or the Demon Continent.</em>
<em><span style="font-weight:400">I know you are smarter, and at this point, stronger than me, so I trust that you’ll be able to help.</em>
<em><span style="font-weight:400">If you need me, find me in Millishion, and if I am not there by the time you arrive, ask one of our members where this useless old man has gone.</em>
<em><span style="font-weight:400">Thank you, Paul Greyrat.</em>
<span style="font-weight:400">So it seemed that I <em><span style="font-weight:400">did</em><span style="font-weight:400"> catch him at a bad time with Kishirika’s search.
<span style="font-weight:400">Rather than drowning himself in alcohol to relieve his sorrows, Paul was leading arge group to try to fix the disaster.
<span style="font-weight:400">He was always dependable in the most stressful of times, so I wasn’t all too surprised.
<span style="font-weight:400">Well… while he said all that, there wasn’t any need for me to ‘search’ for our family, as I already knew where my mothers were.
<span style="font-weight:400">But seeing as he correctly assumed that Aisha and Norn were with me, did he think I should take them with me?
<span style="font-weight:400">How ridiculous.
<span style="font-weight:400">Actually, considering the man I was familiar with, he probably didn’t think at all.
<span style="font-weight:400">Well, since he had a whole organization, I should be able to leave Norn and Aisha with them, and if not, we can always talk something out.
<span style="font-weight:400">Regardless… it was time to go.
<span style="font-weight:400">Eris had initiallyined about having me go alone, but considering someone needed to stay to watch Aisha and Norn, she quickly epted the role.
<span style="font-weight:400">However, I think it was more to get some space from me, as she still had trouble looking me in the eye.
<span style="font-weight:400">So, with Ruijerd’s spear in one hand, and a bag of food in the other, I made my way to the location I was told about.
<span style="font-weight:400">Ruijerd, along with the rest of the kids, were currently being treated as ves.
<span style="font-weight:400">Scratch that, they were ves, and this meant that while they were being fed, it was only the bare minimum to keep them alive, and in Ruijerd’s case, he might not have been fed at all, as they would rather a mighty Superd warrior be as weak as possible in case of any ‘idents’.
<span style="font-weight:400">So I decided to bring some food along.
<span style="font-weight:400">Making my way to the right warehouse, I gave the guard the password, which he epted withoutint.
<span style="font-weight:400">Though…
<span style="font-weight:400">“What’s with the bag?” he asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Just some supplies,” I shrugged. “Dealing with such terrifying cargo, I don’t want to risk it breaking out.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I see… well, follow me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Luckily, the guard took my words at face value.
<span style="font-weight:400">I mean, it wouldn’t be the worst thing if he ended up checking.
<span style="font-weight:400">I could either make up another excuse or simply start the massacre a bit early.
<span style="font-weight:400">Walking through a few secret doors, which weren’t so secret with my Demon eye, I eventually found myself walking through a cave and then a forest, where arge building was hidden amidst the trees.
<span style="font-weight:400">With my guide knocking on the door, it then opened to reveal a set of stairs leading to the basement, and another to the second floor.
<span style="font-weight:400">Flooding a bit of mana into my eye, it seemed that the basement was where they were keeping the ves.
<span style="font-weight:400">Hmm… I guess the second floor was for the guards?
<span style="font-weight:400">“Boy,” a white-haired man said. “Who referred you?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ditz,” I answered smoothly.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Tsk. Him, eh? Here,” he said, handing a key over to my guide. “Take it out quickly. It’s in room 202.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I guess Ruijerd put my ‘threaten’ tactic into practice, seeing as this guy was scared shitless.
<span style="font-weight:400">Leading me down the stairs, the guard quietly walked toward a cell where Ruijerd was held, his arms tied behind his back and his eyes covered by a cloth.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Here it is. Don’t remove the shackles here,” the guard said, his face filled with fear. “There’s no way to control that thing if it gets out.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Well, he was definitely right about that, but I had some bad news for the guy.
<span style="font-weight:400">But that guard seemed quite scared… ah, was it the green hair that was growing from Ruijerd’s previously bald head?
<span style="font-weight:400">Hmm… I had been putting off thinking about it, as I didn’t really have any way to fix it, but I knew that the fear of the Superd race had something magical to do with it, something like a curse or something, especially with the story of their ‘cursed spears’.
<span style="font-weight:400">Perhaps it was centred around the hair after all?
<span style="font-weight:400">That was the Superd’s most distinguishing feature.
<span style="font-weight:400">Or maybe as long as they wielded spears… well, who knows.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Leon,” Ruijerd whispered as I moved closer to him. “The children are in the next room over.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Going behind him, I faked getting my set of shackles out of my food bag.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Alright. I can get them,” I replied. “What about the guards?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Ruijerd’s face turned fierce. “I’ll kill them all.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Oh?
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m assuming they deserve that?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">He nodded grimly. “The children may need healing.”
<span style="font-weight:400">My eye twitched in anger.
<span style="font-weight:400">“…Got it,” I said, putting my hand on his shackles. “Just make sure not a single one is left alive.”
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, as a smuggling organization, it wouldn’t be odd for them to send out assassins for anyone that screwed up their operation.
<span style="font-weight:400">But that was only if they knew who had screwed it up.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Make sure to not traumatize the kids though.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Releasing his bindings, in a sh, Ruijerd grabbed his spear before impaling the guard, his neck spurting blood as he instantly dropped to the ground.
<span style="font-weight:400">One down, without even removing his blindfold.
<span style="font-weight:400">Silent and efficient.
<span style="font-weight:400">That was how Ruijerd hunted, and this smuggling organization was his prey.
<span style="font-weight:400">Looking back at me, we shared a nod before he sprinted down the hallway, leaving me to walk over to where I sensed the children were.
<span style="font-weight:400">Ignoring the screams from upstairs, I opened the door with earth magic, revealing a sight I would rather have lived without seeing.
<span style="font-weight:400">There were seven kids.
<span style="font-weight:400">Four girls and three boys that all seemed a few years younger than me, all of them bound, gagged, and naked, revealing bodies covered in cuts and bruises.
<span style="font-weight:400">Ignoring the sickness churning in my stomach, I quickly went over before casting healing magic on all of them with the Advanced-rank spell, <em><span style="font-weight:400">Mass Healing</em><span style="font-weight:400">.
<span style="font-weight:400">Five of them seemed to be beastfolk, with dog and cat ears sticking out of their hair, while the other two seemed to be long-eared elves.
<span style="font-weight:400">I could see why Ruijerd was so pissed.
<span style="font-weight:400">Even I felt like running up and joining him.
<span style="font-weight:400">But… I needed to make sure these kids were alright, before leading them back home.
<span style="font-weight:400">Right… I needed to reassure them.
<span style="font-weight:400">“It’s going to be alright,” I said in the Beast God tongue, causing the children to stop their shivering in surprise. “I’ll make sure you all make it back home safe and sound.”
<span style="font-weight:400">One of the girls’ tail wagged at this.
<span style="font-weight:400">So they could understand me. Good.
<span style="font-weight:400">It seemed Ghiine wasn’t horrible at teaching after all.
<span style="font-weight:400">Healing up thest boy, who was beaten to the point where he could barely breathe, I then began removing their shackles. “There’s food in the bag. Make sure you don’t eat too fast.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Broken ribs… open wounds… fractured legs…
<span style="font-weight:400">Dammit, I didn’t think they would be treated this badly, seeing as they were their ‘products’, but at least they didn’t seem to have been raped.
<span style="font-weight:400">I suppose that was a silver lining in all of this.
<span style="font-weight:400">Watching them eat with fervour, I created a few cups with earth magic before filling them with water, giving them something to wash down their meals.
<span style="font-weight:400">“T-Thank you… for healing us,” one of the girls said, a few crumbs of food still stuck to her lips. “But… who are you?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Just someone who likes saving kids. And don’t worry about the bad people, my partner is taking care of them upstairs,” I exined.
<span style="font-weight:400">My words were apanied by a dying scream, along with the cries of ‘demon’ and ‘monster’.
<span style="font-weight:400">The girl smiled at this.
<span style="font-weight:400">Huh. Not afraid of death at all, then.
<span style="font-weight:400">Well, she seemed to have been the only one of them without any tears and also had the most injuries, so she must be fairly strong-willed.
<span style="font-weight:400">“But… do you know where your homes are?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">Luckily, they all seem to nod, and one of them even exined how they were taken away while they were ying outside.
<span style="font-weight:400">Good.
<span style="font-weight:400">Well, not ‘good’, but if they had been sold off, or their homnds destroyed, it would have been a bit tough to bring them back, so it wasn''t the worst situation.
<span style="font-weight:400">Now I just had to worry about if they knew where they lived…
<span style="font-weight:400">“Leon, it’s done,” Ruijerd said, walking in.
<span style="font-weight:400">While I wouldn’t call him covered in blood, he did have a few sshes here and there, and his spear tip was stained red.
<span style="font-weight:400">I just hoped that he wasn’t too intimidating to the kids.
<span style="font-weight:400">Rescuing people like this would be a great way to regain his race’s honour, as long as he was smart about it.
<span style="font-weight:400">Luckily, with his jewel covered up once again, and the green fuzz shaved off his head, the kids all looked at him with admiration rather than fear.
<span style="font-weight:400">Good foresight, Ruijerd!
<span style="font-weight:400">“Good. Did you find any clothes for these kids?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“No, but I can search for some,” he responded.
<span style="font-weight:400">Nodding, I got up. “Then I’ll go burn the bodies.”
<span style="font-weight:400">As Ruijerd walked down the hallway, I got ready to walk up the stairs before I was stopped by one of the girls.
<span style="font-weight:400">“P-Please wait!” she said, her face tinged with desperation. “W-Was there arge dog in the building?”
<span style="font-weight:400">A… dog?
<span style="font-weight:400">“I think so, yes.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Using my Demon eye, there was indeed some ball of mana upstairs, though it seemed that there was some sort of barrier around it.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You have to rescue it! Please!” she pleaded.
<span style="font-weight:400">So it was their dog?
<span style="font-weight:400">“…Sure. Just wait right here with Ruijerd, okay? The one with the spear,” I said, patting her head.
<span style="font-weight:400">She nods with a smile, her ears pping and eyes narrowing at my touch.
<span style="font-weight:400">Cute.
<span style="font-weight:400">I’m sure Eris, with all the Boreas blood flowing through her veins, would love her.
<span style="font-weight:400">Heading back up the stairway, I couldn’t help but struggle to think about what to do with the kids.
<span style="font-weight:400">They were definitely from the Great Forest, but there were quite a few viges where they coulde from… and we still had the rainy season to worry about.
<span style="font-weight:400">Worst case scenario, we would have to end up renting a house or something after posting a request to find their homes at the guild.
<span style="font-weight:400">But then again, the smuggling organization wouldn’t just sit still either…
<span style="font-weight:400">Hmm… Ruijerd and I could probably deal with it, as long as we were careful.
<span style="font-weight:400">Gallus did mention how the organization was made up of separate groups, so hopefully, they would just end up fighting amongst themselves after such a loss instead.
<span style="font-weight:400">It didn’t take long for me to find the dog in question, as it wasrge, white, and most importantly, trapped in a barrier magic circle, with chains wrapped around its body.
<span style="font-weight:400">To keep a dog trapped so securely like this… maybe this thing was really important?
<span style="font-weight:400">It did have quite a bit of mana.
<span style="font-weight:400">Perhaps it was some type of monster or something?
<span style="font-weight:400">Well, whatever.
<span style="font-weight:400">If the kids wanted it, it would be pretty simple to free it.
<span style="font-weight:400">Looking up, I sent a stone javelin through the floor, crushing the magic stone above and releasing the magic circle that was holding the dog in ce.
<span style="font-weight:400">Now released from one of its bindings, the dog looked at me almost… skeptically.
<span style="font-weight:400">I didn’t really know, though, as it was just a dog.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Here, now to get those chains off you,” I said calmly in the Beast God tongue.
<span style="font-weight:400">Wait, would it just run off?
<span style="font-weight:400">Probably not, right?
<span style="font-weight:400">Taking out my dagger, I coated the de in touki before swiftly cutting its bindings, the chains ttering to the ground.
<span style="font-weight:400">“There. Good now?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Woof!” I got in response.
<span style="font-weight:400">Well, that was good.
<span style="font-weight:400">Shaking off its stiffness, the dog then slowly approached me before hesitantly sniffing my body, as if trying to make sense of me.
<span style="font-weight:400">Eventually, seemingly done with its analysis, it looked back at me before nodding approvingly. “Woof!”
<span style="font-weight:400">…I don’t know why, but I feel like I just passed some kind of test.
<span style="font-weight:400">Lucky me, I guess.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, let’s head back to-”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You there!” a voice shouted at me in the Beast God tongue. “You dare capture the Sacred Beast!?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Huh? The what now?
<span style="font-weight:400">Turning my head, I was met with the odd sight of a beastfolk with brown skin and a tiger tail, reminding me a bit of Ghiine with his grey hair.
<span style="font-weight:400">I knew this guy wasn’t with the smugglers, as I knew that each person that was here was now a corpse, so he must have just arrived.
<span style="font-weight:400">But to get here so fast… did he slip through my senses?
<span style="font-weight:400">I guess I was focused on the dog here, but still…
<span style="font-weight:400">Before I could respond, the man then put his hand to his mouth before releasing a roar… but not any ordinary roar.
<span style="font-weight:400">Flowing mana into my Demon eye, I watched as his mana converged around his throat before dispersing into the air, rushing toward me like a projectile.
<span style="font-weight:400">But it was different from air magic, or anything solid like earth and water.
<span style="font-weight:400">Instead, it was more like pure… sound? Magic-infused sound?
<span style="font-weight:400">How odd.
<span style="font-weight:400">Jumping to the side, the shockwave passed harmlessly past me as the man looked at me with wide eyes.
<span style="font-weight:400">Hmm… that didn’t look like a strike meant to kill, but more of a disabling attack.
<span style="font-weight:400">Considering how he was likely not with the smugglers, and he was also a beastfolk… perhaps he was here to rescue the kids?
<span style="font-weight:400">Either way, I decided to not kill the man, and instead knock him out, but before I could, another older beastfolk man appeared between us.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Gyes! Stand down!” he shouted.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What!? Why, Father?” the other man asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“He’s likely not working with the smugglers! Don’t you see the bodies?” the older man said. “Besides… I’m afraid his skills far outmatch yours.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“W-What?” the man’s face nched. “But he’s still so young…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“And this is why I can’t leave the vige to you yet. Much too hasty,” the older man shook his head before looking at me. “You there. Are you with the smugglers?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Hmm… while Gyes did hire us for this job, I think saying I was with them would justplicate things unnecessarily.
<span style="font-weight:400">“No,” I shook my head. “As you can see, myrade took care of them, so rather than being with them, they are more like our enemies.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I see,” he nodded. “And where is thisrade of yours?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Right here.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Hearing Ruijerd’s voice, I turned back to the man. “Where were you?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Getting them clothes,” he said, gesturing behind him. “Besides, I trust you can handle this much yourself.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I see,” I smiled.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was nice to get such trust from a reliable guy like him… but I did wish he warned me.
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, if the man had been aiming to kill, his head would have already been on the floor.
<span style="font-weight:400">The man then red at Ruijerd. “You there! I smell-”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Grandfather! Father!”
<span style="font-weight:400">The strong-willed girl from before then runs forward, thankfully now clothed with what seemed to be a piece of cut fabric.
<span style="font-weight:400">I guess there were no clothes there after all. But Ruijerd was quite the resourceful guy.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Tona!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Both men then opened their arms, a look of relief on both of their faces.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You’re alright!”
<span style="font-weight:400">So these guys were from their vige.
<span style="font-weight:400">Good. Now we wouldn’t have to worry about searching for their homes.
<span style="font-weight:400">Letting the three share theirfort, the other children slowly revealed themselves before Tona suddenly went back to me and Ruijerd.
<span style="font-weight:400">“These men saved us from the bad men!”
<span style="font-weight:400">The older man didn’t seem surprised and epted her words with a smile, while Gyes looked away, obviously embarrassed by his earlier disy.
<span style="font-weight:400">He almost reminded me of Paul, in that sense.
<span style="font-weight:400">Nodding his head, the older man then bowed while forcing his son to as well, pulling him down with him by his hair.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you for saving my granddaughter, as well as the Sacred Beast and the rest of the children.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“No need,” I shook my head.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I assure you there is. What’s your name, boy?” the older man asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Leon Greyrat,” I answered.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Mmm. And you?” the man turned to Ruijerd.
<span style="font-weight:400">“…Ruijerd.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Ruijerd then looked to me, as if asking for what to do next.
<span style="font-weight:400">He was probably asking whether to reveal himself as a Superd, right?
<span style="font-weight:400">Well, if they couldn’t ept him in this situation, I doubt they would ever do so, and thinking that, I give him a nod.
<span style="font-weight:400">“...Ruijerd Superdia,” he finished.
<span style="font-weight:400">Both men’s eyes widened.
<span style="font-weight:400">“S-Superdia!? I… I see,” the older man said, quickly getting over his shock. “I am Gustav Dedoldia. I promise to repay this debt to both of you in time.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“B-But Father! He’s-”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Shut up, you idiot!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Gustav then smacked Gyes before turning back to us.
<span style="font-weight:400">“My apologies, please ignore this ingrate,” Gustav said, shaking his head. “Unfortunately, while he’s trained his body, he iscking in mental strength and experience.”
<span style="font-weight:400">…Alright then.
<span style="font-weight:400">It seemed this family was an odd one, huh?
<span style="font-weight:400">Bowing to us onest time, Gustav then looked to his son.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Gyes, you take the children back to the vige. There’s still time until thest ship leaves, so I will rescue the rest.”
<span style="font-weight:400">The rest?
<span style="font-weight:400">Oh dear, Ruijerd wasn’t going to-
<span style="font-weight:400">“What do you mean by the rest?”
<span style="font-weight:400">—Welp, there we go.
<span style="font-weight:400">Gyes narrowed his eyes. “Those damn humans- sorry, smugglers, suddenly invaded many surrounding viges in the Great Forest, taking many of our children… luckily, we were able to recover most of them, with the help of someone’s advice, but there’s a ship leaving Zant Port tonight with the rest.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Ruijerd clenched his spear in anger. “Do you… need aid in this endeavour?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Haa… well, there we go.
<span style="font-weight:400">Gustav and Ruijerd then shared a staredown, seeminglymunicating without words, before Gustav eventually nodded. “That would be most appreciated.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I see, then allow me to join you,” Ruijerd said before turning to me. “There may still be more smugglers around, Leon, so I ask you to take the children back to their home. I’ll be sure to keep the others safe.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Indeed,” Gustav nodded. “I would rather not leave the protection of the children and the Sacred Beast to this idiot,” he looked at Gyes, “so if you wouldn’t mind taking this burden, I would be grateful. As the rainy season ising, allow me to invite you and your group into my home until it ends.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Umm, sure,” I said, nodding. “So you’ll take Eris and my sisters back with you, Ruijerd?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Indeed. Do not worry, while I intend to rescue the children, my promise to you is still my priority,” he nodded.
<span style="font-weight:400">That’s good then.
<span style="font-weight:400">“H-Hey, Father!? I can take them back on my own!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’d rather not risk that,” Gustav frowned. “Just take the extra help. Our warriors are already stretched thin.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“W-Wha-!? Guh… fine,” Gyes said before narrowing his eyes at me. “Then let’s get going, child.”
<span style="font-weight:400">My eyebrow twitched. “It''s Leon.”
<span style="font-weight:400">And with that, we separated, with Gyes and me leading the children and the dog, which was apparently their Sacred Beast, through the woods toward their vige, while Gustav and Ruijerd made their way toward the city.
<span style="font-weight:400">I just hoped everything would be alright… who was I kidding, there was definitely going to be something else, right?