Blood Will

The journey to the capital was rather peaceful. Well, apart from the four times bandits attacked their small squad. They were former soldiers, deserters that had gotten fed up with not being paid. Considering that no one except the Moon Army had fought any wars in the past ten years, they had most likely been ‘downsized’.The friends had also had to save their horses from a monster at the King of Beasts Stage, which had used up almost all of their meat.A bit after that, Serra was captured by slave traders. It was a mystery how the witch had managed to fall into a trap set by simple practitioners, inhaling the fumes of a poisonous flower that blocked the flow of energy in her body. In the end, Serra was rescued. Nero, in his rage, reduced the slave trader population of the Kingdom by a whole cartel. Fortunately, they found a small box full of gold in their lair, so their sortie didn’t end up just being ‘charity’ work.They’d also had to save a village from raiders. Then, together with

Azrea hissed with displeasure at her master, which made the waitress fight to muffle her laughter. The pretty red-haired girl was a little surprised at the strange order. Nodding and writing something down in her notebook (it was surprising that a simple waitress knew how to write), she went downstairs quickly and got lost in the crowd.Hadjar was left with only his fluffy girlfriend for company. While he listened to the bards’ song, Azrea licked her fur indifferently. She wasn’t one to abide idle chatter.Down on the small stage, the bards were singing the most popular song in Lidus — the song of the Mad General’s fight against ‘The Black Gates’ sect. It was a bit strange for Hadjar to sit there and listen to a song about his ‘exploits’. As they always did, the bards embellished reality, just slightly, but still enough for people to listen to the song with bated breath.Some of the guests couldn’t even keep eating, seemingly frozen as they became completely enthralled by the scenes o

The people began glancing around, looking for the famous Mad General, but couldn’t find him. They’d imagined him to be a kind of a mythical hero in glittering armor and astride a mighty horse, not the young hobo who had been quietly drinking his tea.The beggar answered, “I’m afraid I’ve forgotten your name.”The people finally realized that he was, in fact, the most powerful and famous General of Lidus. The man whose praises were sung in every city of every nearby kingdom. The man who had become a legend during his lifetime, immortalized in song. He was who boys aspired to be, and the ideal man young girls dreamed of.The Mad General had really come to the capital. He was really standing in front of them, on that stage. He really did look like a wild beast wearing a human’s skin.It wasn’t just the warriors of the Generals who were afraid of him now, but the nobleman as well. He immediately regretted all the words he’d said and hoped that the General wouldn’t notice him.“Please shea

The savior abruptly turned on the heel of her high boots and kicked the next guard in the chest with her right foot, also sending him flying. The kick was so powerful that the wall he crashed into cracked. The guard bent over. Dark blood gushed through the slits of his helmet and the man fell without breathing. The girl froze. She turned to the dead body and didn’t move for a long time.Hadjar couldn’t believe his eyes. The girl’s Techniques were so strong and she had so much power that it was impossible for her to be anything less than a practitioner on the verge of becoming a true cultivator. However, her behavior showed that she... had never been in a real fight.Her shock had given the third guard enough time to recover. He snatched his blade from its scabbard and swung it in a wide arc through the air. A lilac-colored line of sword energy rushed toward the girl. She didn’t have enough time to unsheathe her own blade. Actually, she didn’t need to.She snapped out of it and, pickin

“The celebration has been postponed until this evening,” Ralpie reported. “A coach will arrive to take you there tonight. You and Lady Rowena. She wants to instruct you on the way there.”Rowena was the name of that female official that had schemed against the Moon Army and personally caused Hadjar a lot of pain.The friends looked at each other again, and Nero held out his bowl.“Shall we toast to the Princess’ health?”“To the Princess’ health!” Serra and Hadjar shouted together.one of them got too drunk because there simply wasn’t enough alcohol in the tavern to get three retired military officers at the Transformation of the Mortal Shell stage to get drunk. Ralpie, having decided that his duties as the messenger of the Generals had been fulfilled, joined his friends.They enjoyed themselves and told Ralpie stories from their past. The young man was glad to listen to the heroes’ recollections. He especially liked the story where Dogar (may the forefathers be kind to him) had made