Arthfael, Valentina, and Flare returned to their spot with the three largest Eviscaro they had chosen earlier. Ian and Zeke, who had arrived earlier, were surprised to see Arthfael carrying the Eviscaro in his hands.Arthfael immediately placed the three monster Eviscaro in front of Ian and Zeke, who were still shocked to see the creatures."Wow, these Eviscaro monsters are huge. This is the first time I've seen ones this big," Zeke exclaimed as he looked at the three monsters before him."That's right. I was lucky to get these three," Arthfael replied."What about the others?" Ian asked curiously."Ah, I only took three because I thought it would be enough for our meal later, right? Besides, there are so many of them. Where would we put all the meat?" Arthfael lied.In reality, Arthfael had stored all of them in his own storage. A storage only owned by people from another world and unknown to anyone else."Oh, I see. In that case, let's clean and skin them, then divide them into seve
For 10 days and 10 nights, Arthfael, along with Zeke, Ian, Valentina, and Flare, traveled through the forest and various places to reach Anvilhelm Village. Finally, their journey came to an end when they saw the border of the Verdantia Kingdom near the forest.In front of them, there was a gate that separated the Kingdom's territory from the free forest. Right in front of the gate, there were four guards and a man responsible for inspecting people entering the territory of the Verdantia Kingdom."That's the gate of the Verdantia Kingdom. Let's head there," Ian said.They continued walking downhill until they reached the registration area, which was visible from a distance. The three of them lined up with the people who were heading into the Verdantia Kingdom. Zeke and Ian showed their identification cards, as did Arthfael.Finally, it was Arthfael's turn to show his identification card."Where is your identification card?" the man asked Arthfael rudely.Arthfael took off his head cove
"Thank you for your visit! Don't forget to come again!" shouted the chef and owner of the restaurant that Arthfael and his friends had just visited.The four of them seemed to be full after enjoying the Eviscaro meat dish cooked with various spices. Even not only them, Valentina and Flare couldn't finish their meal because their stomachs felt full.Arthfael walked while holding his stomach, feeling bloated. Then he stopped and turned to Zeke and Ian, who also seemed to be full."Should we stay overnight? It seems we can't meet the swordsmith because it's already evening," Arthfael asked."Yes, sir. Let's meet him tomorrow," Ian replied.Arthfael continued his journey and then booked rooms at the inn they visited."Excuse me," Arthfael said, catching the attention of a middle-aged woman behind the simple reception desk.For a moment, the woman seemed mesmerized by Arthfael's appearance, with his handsome face, pointed chin, and broad chest."Please, one room for lodging," Arthfael requ
Arthfael gazed at the setting sun from where he stood, with his upper body bare. His hands rested on his hips as he watched the sun's rays turn into shades of orange, signaling the approaching night.Satisfied with the view before him, Arthfael turned to Camilla, who was wringing her wet hair and now glanced back at him."It seems you're already acquainted with Valentina," Arthfael said as he sat next to Camilla, making her more aware of his muscular and well-built body.Camilla continued to wring her hair and replied, "Yes, that's right. Valentina is a very friendly fairy. She's the one who invited me to take a bath to relieve my fatigue."Arthfael turned his gaze towards Camilla and looked at her. Now, they were the only two in the outdoor area of the inn, gazing at the setting sun, while Valentina had decided to sleep in her room, feeling tired and drowsy after a satisfying meal."Ever since we first met at the gate, I was sure there was something that brought you to follow me. Wha
The next day...Arthfael prepared all the necessary materials, including Adamantium stones and phoenix feathers, to create the sword he desired. Arthfael felt a strong need for a new sword to battle high-level monsters. Especially since his current sword, Ashbinger, was starting to deteriorate due to frequent use in beheading various monsters.The last time he used Ashbinger was to fight hundreds of B-rank Eviscaro monsters. As a result, his sword had become increasingly worn, and he found it uncomfortable to use. This prompted Arthfael to think about acquiring a new sword as soon as possible."Usually, how long does it take to make a sword?" Arthfael asked while fastening his sword to his back, as he was accustomed to wearing it on his back.Zeke and Ian, who were also getting ready and adjusting their clothes, turned to Arthfael and exchanged thoughtful glances."If we were in the Kingdom, it usually takes only one week, Sir, but we're not sure about the Soulfire sword," Zeke replie
After finishing selling Flare's belongings, Arthfael and the others looked for a sword seller for Arthfael to use temporarily before he forged his own sword. They approached a sword seller who sold various kinds of swords there. From Bloodthorn, Moonfall, Oblivion Edge, Starcleaver to Ashbinger, everything was available at that place.The sword seller immediately approached Arthfael and the others who had just arrived, "Do you want to buy a sword, sir? What kind of sword do you want? I can find one for you. I can even make one for you," the sword seller said.Arthfael looked at each sword in turn, then looked at the sword seller and asked, "Can you forge swords?""Of course, I can! I can forge any sword!" said the sword seller, who was also a swordsmith.Arthfael turned to Valentina, and Valentina nodded, asking her to try asking if he could forge the Soulfire sword that she desired or not."Can you forge a Soulfire sword?" Arthfael asked.The sword seller was immediately surprised to
It wasn't Arthfael's nature to give up easily after being rejected by Gerhard, who didn't want to help him create Soulfire. Yes, after Gerhard left with his friends, the next day Arthfael decided to visit him alone. He felt that talking one-on-one might be able to convince him, even if only little by little."Are you sure, Sir?" Zeke asked hesitantly.Arthfael patted Zeke's arm and finally left the inn to return to Gerhard's house at the corner of Anvilhelm Village.The only person who knew about Arthfael's departure was Zeke, as he left in the early morning while Ian and Flare were still asleep. Even Camilla and Valentina hadn't shown any activity in the morning when Arthfael left.Finally, in the early morning, Arthfael arrived in front of Gerhard's house. He climbed up a tree and sat on one of the branches while eating an apple he had brought in his bag.And as Arthfael had anticipated, Gerhard, who didn't want to see him yesterday and had tried hard to drive him away, finally appe
Because of Arthfael's earlier statement, Gerhard finally softened a little. He brought Arthfael into his house and now offered him a cup of hot tea."Please, have some. I don't have much food to offer you," Gerhard said as he placed the cup of tea and a small plate of snacks in front of Arthfael."Thank you," Arthfael replied.Gerhard sat across from Arthfael and looked at him. "How long have you been here? I don't quite remember," Gerhard asked."About a month, more or less," Arthfael answered, tasting the snacks that were served to him and seemingly enjoying them."You must have been surprised to suddenly find yourself in this world. A world that makes no sense," Gerhard said.Arthfael wiped his hands clean of the remaining food and looked at Gerhard, nodding his head."Yes, when I first came to this place, I was in the middle of a battle in an arena against a Dreadspawn monster. Amazingly, I won because I understood how to use the power of this body," Arthfael replied."Fighting a
A week had passed since Alvin's initiation into the corporate rhythm of Graham Company. As he approached the office building on that particular morning, he noticed Marshall standing near the entrance. The two exchanged a friendly nod, and without hesitation, they walked side by side into the bustling lobby.The elevator doors opened just as they reached it, and Alvin and Marshall stepped inside. The hum of the elevator's ascent enveloped them in a brief moment of solitude. It was within this confined space that Marshall broached a topic beyond the realm of work."Hey, Alvin," Marshall began, leaning casually against the elevator wall, "how's Camilla doing these days? Last time we talked, she had just lost Richard."Alvin's expression softened at the mention of Camilla. "She's doing much better now," he replied. "She's formed a contract with Neptunis and even mastered the art of lightning magic. It's incredible how resilient she is."Marshall's eyes widened in genuine amazement. "That'
With the introduction to his new workplace, Alvin felt a mix of excitement and anticipation. Sophia led him to the 3rd floor, where his workstation awaited. Upon entering the spacious, well-lit office area, Alvin noticed the hum of productivity and the scent of freshly printed documents.Sophia directed Alvin to a desk where a woman was working diligently on her computer. Alvin's eyes widened in recognition — it was the same woman from the elevator earlier. Sophia approached the desk and tapped Felicia gently on the shoulder."Felicia, this is Alvin, our newest addition to the team. Alvin, meet Felicia, your colleague here. She'll be showing you the ropes," Sophia announced with a warm smile.Felicia turned around, her face lighting up with recognition. "Ah, we did meet earlier, didn't we? Good to officially welcome you, Alvin!" Felicia extended her hand, and Alvin shook it warmly.Sophia, pleased with the positive atmosphere, continued, "Felicia, please help Alvin settle in and guide
Alvin, with a head full of new memories and a heart carrying the weight of two worlds, stepped off the bus into the familiar hustle and bustle of the city. The urban landscape, with its towering buildings and constant hum of activity, seemed both alien and strangely welcoming after his fantastical adventures.He strolled down the busy sidewalk, a stark contrast to the forest trails and mythical creatures that once accompanied him on his journey as Arthfael. The echoes of his footsteps resonated with the rhythm of city life, and he couldn't help but feel a twinge of nostalgia for the simplicity of the human world."Missed this place," he muttered to himself, his breath forming a small cloud in the chilly air. Despite the bustling crowd around him, Alvin found himself longing for the solitude of the forest, where every rustle of leaves told a story and every creature held a secret.Approaching the Graham Company building, Alvin gazed up at its sleek exterior, adorned with reflective gla
A man with black shirt, still caught in the hazy transition from one reality to another, found himself in a small, cozy room. The remnants of dreams clung to his consciousness as he heard the persistent knocks on the door. The voice outside, insistent and slightly annoyed, belonged to someone who seemed to know him well."Alvin! Alvin! Wake up, it's already morning! I've cooked breakfast, and if the food gets cold, I'll hit you!"The words echoed in his ears, and Alvin groaned, trying to make sense of the unfamiliar surroundings. The name "Alvin" echoed in his mind, and he muttered to himself, asking aloud, "Who's Alvin?"Reality asserted itself, and with a jolt, Alvin's memory clicked into place. He wasn't Arthfael, the hero navigating a magical realm. He was Alvin, and this room was his own. He rubbed his eyes, willing himself to wake up from the lingering traces of the fantastical adventure.As he stirred, the room revealed familiar details—a worn-out poster on the wall, a collecti
The room, adorned with the regal elegance of the Kingdom of Dragomir, became a sanctuary for Arthfael, Valentina, and Flare. As they entered, Arthfael locked the door behind them, enveloping the space in a cocoon of privacy. The air within held a palpable weight, a prelude to the poignant moments that would unfold.Valentina, with her tiny form and delicate wings, sighed audibly. "This might be our last meeting, Arthfael. We may not see each other again."Flare, the Pyroblaze Phoenix, who had accompanied Arthfael through battles and triumphs, let out a cry tinged with sorrow. The fiery aura surrounding her seemed to flicker, revealing an underlying emotion.Arthfael, perceptive to their sentiments, inquired, "Flare, are you crying?"Flare, attempting to conceal her emotions, retorted, "No, it's just something in my eye."Arthfael, recognizing Flare's attempt to mask her true feelings, chuckled and pulled her into a tight embrace. Unlike her usual blazing form, Flare's body now held a
The night settled over the Kingdom of Dragomir, casting a gentle glow on the palace gardens. Arthfael, Camilla, Neptunis, Flare, and Valentina gathered under the twinkling stars, surrounded by the fragrant blossoms of the palace garden. The soft hum of crickets and the distant murmur of the celebration in the courtyard provided a serene backdrop.Seated on a stone bench, Camilla began reminiscing about the first encounter between her and Arthfael in the Esteria Kingdom castle during Prince Frederick's birthday celebration. The memory brought a nostalgic smile to her face."Ah, that was quite the eventful night," Camilla chuckled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Who would have thought that a simple escape plan would lead to such extraordinary adventures?"Arthfael, leaning back against the bench, nodded with a grin. "It was a night of unexpected turns, and I'm grateful for every moment."Neptunis, the calm and observant one, added, "Fate has a way of weaving its threads in the most
The wedding celebration continued with an air of jubilation that permeated every corner of the grand hall. Arthfael, standing amidst the joyous crowd, felt a warmth in his heart as he witnessed the union of Zeke and Ian with their brides. The bonds of love, forged through trials and triumphs, now culminated in a celebration that seemed to transcend the boundaries of kingdoms.Camilla, with her innate grace, approached Zeke and Ian, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. "Gentlemen, it is customary at this point to seal your vows with a kiss," she announced, her voice carrying across the hall.The guests, caught up in the enchantment of the moment, erupted into cheers and applause. Arthfael, smiling at the genuine happiness surrounding him, couldn't help but appreciate the beauty of this tradition. Zeke and Ian, their eyes locked with their brides, exchanged a glance that communicated a shared excitement.Zeke, turning to Molly, took her hands in his and pulled her close. The room fell int
The day of Zeke and Ian's wedding arrived, and the air in the groom's preparation room was charged with a mix of excitement and nervous energy. The room was adorned with elegant white suits hanging on racks, symbolizing the union of two souls about to embark on a journey of love and commitment.Zeke, a mix of anticipation and nervousness etched on his face, adjusted his tie in front of the mirror. Ian, standing nearby, mirrored his feelings, his hands betraying the subtle tremor of anticipation. Both grooms, resplendent in their white suits, exchanged glances that spoke volumes about the emotions swirling within them."How are you feeling, Ian?" Zeke inquired, turning to his partner.Ian, attempting a confident smile, replied, "My heart won't stop racing, Zeke. I've never been this nervous in my life."Zeke chuckled, his eyes softening with affection. "Well, they say it's a good sign. It means you're ready for this, and so am I."As the two grooms shared a moment of reassurance, the d
Arthfael, standing in the room that served as a temporary sanctuary within the Dragomir palace, took a moment to collect his thoughts. The events that had transpired — battles fought, alliances forged, and the sacrifices made — weighed heavy on his mind. He couldn't shake the memory of Freya's selfless sacrifice, a haunting reminder of the costs endured in the face of darkness.In an instinctive motion, Arthfael raised his hand, and a holographic screen materialized before him, displaying a series of information. His eyes focused on the screen as he rotated his hand, prompting a pop-up that revealed a number: 999.Arthfael's level, a reflection of his strength and capabilities, stood at the pinnacle. The enormity of his power, however, was juxtaposed with the feeling of inadequacy that lingered within him."Freya," Arthfael murmured, his voice tinged with regret. "I'm sorry. You sacrificed so much for me, and yet I couldn't protect you. I was too weak."At the bottom of the holographi