Night had fallen, bringing darkness that enveloped the earth. The cold air pierced through to the bone, even inside the cave on the mountainside where Jack and Maartje currently found themselves. After spending about an hour using techniques to heal himself, Jack was now fully recovered. Not only had the scratches on his body completely disappeared, but all his internal organs had returned to pristine condition. He had also successfully trained in the technique of duplicating his body, so he was more accustomed to using multiple bodies at once now. Jack might withstand the cold of the night. But when his eyes fell on Maartje, who was hugging herself, he immediately went to look for firewood. A few minutes later, he had brought a pile of wood and made a campfire. While Jack roasted the chicken he had caught over the campfire, Maartje remained silent, staring at the flames. "I didn't expect Leon's influence to become this pervasive!" the girl said without shifting her gaze from the
"Have this first!" Jack handed over the cooked chicken to Maartje. "You haven't eaten since this morning!" However, Maartje just shook her head. "I'm not hungry! Besides, we can eat when we arrive at the palace later!" Jack didn't say anything else. He let both pieces of grilled meat lie on the ground. As Jack was about to extinguish the campfire, he felt as if someone was present in the darkness of the night. As a Paragon, Jack had an advantage compared to other Paragons, even those two levels higher than him. This was because while Paragons typically only developed one aspect of their bodies, mostly their strength aspect, Jack developed all four aspects of his body simultaneously. Just as he was feeling now. "Quantara, do you see anything?" Jack thought. "Yes! And it's a very strong figure!" "Do you think I can defeat them?" "Based on my calculations, it's possible! But, Maartje's presence will slightly affect the possible outcome you may achieve!" Jack nodded. After a fe
"Camouflage technique?" thought Jack. "This is going to be interesting! I can't wait to see how strong this ninja really is!" On the other side, the Ninja grinned slyly behind the steel mask he wore. "Well, I've never met someone like you! You know your death is imminent, yet you remain so calm!" Everyone approached by the Ninja knew that their life would soon end. This was because the Ninja only targeted strong individuals who mostly knew his identity. "Angel of Death, that's another nickname people give to me!" he said again. Jack knew that it wasn't an empty title. "Everyone he targets is bound to face death!" That's what Quantara said earlier. "With a success rate reaching ninety-nine percent!" After hearing Quantara's words, Jack seemed to ponder for a moment before looking surprised. "What?" He was not shocked by the high death rate achievable by the Ninja, but by the implications of Quantara's statement. "In other words, there's a possibility that he fails to kill one or
Jack continued to gaze towards the Ninja with a sharp look that didn't imply even the slightest hint of fear. “Well, because it seems you are suffering greatly!” the Ninja said. Seeing Jack's extremely weak body, he was sure the young man wouldn't be able to fight anymore. “So, it seems I can be a little merciful to you!” The Ninja then drew the sword on his back, the one on the right side. “I will give you an easy death! Remember this well in hell later, whoever becomes my opponent, they will surely die!” The Ninja raised his sword high with both hands, aiming its tip at Jack's head. However, before he could thrust it downward, the young man opened his mouth first. “No! That's completely untrue! You're lying! Not everyone you've encountered has died!” Jack continued to stare at the Ninja, albeit with a body growing weaker. “I know that you failed to kill a soldier from Rivertown!” Jack's words instantly made the Ninja feel ashamed and enraged. “No! This can't be, can it?” the Ni
Jack sat on the edge of the bed, still thinking about the Ninja in his mind. "I can defeat Wim because he hasn't fully adapted to his body and power yet! But, that Ninja..." he muttered. Jack had actually found it quite difficult when facing Wim, who was two levels above him. Now he had to face another Paragon who was three levels above him. Not only did the Paragon have complete mastery over his powers, but he also had tremendous fighting skills and extremely high body speed. "No wonder Gunnar couldn't defeat him!" he muttered again. "That Ninja is truly extraordinary! Fortunately, I have some knowledge about him." Jack was lucky to have fought the Ninja before. Although, of course, it still wasn't enough to face him again for the second time because the Ninja might still be hiding his other ace cards. "It seems I have to wait for five more days until I can raise my inner strength to the peak Paragon level!" This was because the Quantum system inside Jack's body might undergo
After a few minutes immersed in her tears, Maartje then wiped her eyes. She approached the small table next to the bed and picked up the telephone receiver, dialing a number. "Lady, is there anything I can do?" From the other end, the voice of a sixty-year-old man sounded. "Please come here!" Shortly afterward, a light knocking sound was heard at the door. The sound was so light that it was almost inaudible. When Maartje opened the door, she saw the figure she had seen in the inn lobby earlier. It was the innkeeper standing before her, bowing his head. "Forgive me for not welcoming you earlier, Lady!" The innkeeper was one of Duke Dujardin's confidants who had been assigned to guard the border. To conceal his presence, he disguised himself as the innkeeper. When Jack had invited Maartje to choose this place to stay, the girl actually did not know the identity of this old man. However, when she saw the small tattoo on the old man's left wrist, a tattoo only held by certain indi
"Duke Dujardin will encounter a very big problem!" It was a statement that was strongly avoided in Crystalbrook Province. Not because anyone who said it would be punished for insulting the governor, as Leon had done in the past. No, it wasn't! It was because Duke Dujardin was greatly beloved by many. And whatever was happening or going to happen to him would draw the attention of everyone. Just as it happened shortly thereafter. After the hooded man uttered his sentence, some people were seen staring at him with a gaze that indicated they were slightly disturbed. Not only that. Another man in the front line of the queue seemed to lose his patience and approached him. "Man, what's really going on with you? How dare you say something so disrespectful about our governor?" This man was wearing a black suit wrapped in a coat. From his face, he seemed to be in his late thirties or early forties. "Don't you remember how we all lived in hunger and oppression every day before Duke Duja
In one of the residential areas in the Moonhaven district.A girl wearing a headscarf walked with her head bowed towards a single-story house. The house looked simple and no different from other houses in the residential area.As the girl opened the wooden gate, two men sitting on the porch suddenly stood up."Greetings, Lady Maartje!" They both bowed towards the girl almost simultaneously.They might only be wearing casual clothes like t-shirts and long denim pants. However, who knew that they were actually level six Warriors."Has everyone gathered inside?" Maartje asked as she removed her head covering."Everyone, Lady! Without exception!"Maartje wasted no time. She immediately headed towards the door.One of the men closer to the door then opened it for the girl.As she passed through the door, three women in red army uniforms immediately saluted Maartje. "Greetings to Lady Maartje!"After that, two women walked behind the girl while the other one stood beside her."Lady, would y