William walked slowly and calmly through the orderly streets of the capital. Even though it was evening, the celebration was still going on. People did not sleep at all last night, and then, in the first light of the morning, they took to the streets to celebrate. The corpses of the capital's soldiers in the streets had already been cleared. Occasional bloodstains still appeared in some places, but over time they would also be erased.
He came to the gates of the palace without attracting anyone's attention. Guards were guarding every part of the palace, including the small walls and gates. He could enter without anyone noticing, but since he was going to enter the palace, he would have to appear somewhere. That's why he chose to go straight through the front door.
One of the two guards at the entrance of the palace recognized him and signaled that he could enter directly. He showed it with his hands.
William nodded, smiling, and walked inside. Now he could see t
William and the soldier walked deep into the palace together. After a while, they came to a large door, which was guarded by four soldiers. They all looked extremely strong. Behind the door opened by two mighty soldiers, there were stairs leading down. The soldier said he could continue from here. William descended at his normal speed down the still dark stairs, illuminated by torches. Darkness was not a problem for him, he could see better thanks to his bloodline power. After a while, the stairs came to an end. He came into a small room. There was a table, a few bookshelves, and some furniture. Like iron chains.At the end of this small room was another door, and it was all metal. Two soldiers were waiting at the entrance of the gate. When he arrived, they opened the door, as if forewarned. William went through the door and continued on his way. He realized that he was now in a prison. On either side of it were dirty, smelly cells. All cells were empty. Because there was no
The sun was already rising high when he awoke. Woke up in perfect condition today. He hadn't felt this rested in a long time. At this moment, he felt like a pure and refined person, free from all emotions.When he woke up looking at the sun, he calculated the time and after about an hour it was time to meet his old friends. Since he wasn't taking a bath, he pulled a clean set of clothes from his dimensional bag and put it on. He just washed his head in the inn's bathroom. That was enough for him to feel clean and fresh.There was something in this world that smelled like soap, but because of it, her hair was getting very dry. It was taking away all the natural oil from his hair. So he was taking a break from using it for a few weeks. Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, he noticed that his handsome face was becoming more and more masculine. His mustache and beard had already grown to a visible extent. He took out the fire-bringer and tried to shave himself. After h
William woke up with a huge headache. It was the first time he had been this drunk since he had been born into this world. He still underestimated the power of the wines of this world. They had excellent flavor and were definitely higher in alcohol. There were times when he even suspected that they were magical. Because with the strength of his body, a few bottles of wine shouldn't have had much of an effect.After rubbing his head for a few seconds, he was able to look around. He wasn't at the inn. He was lying in a bed for at least five people. His head was covered with pillows, and the bed was surrounded by silk tulle. It looked like a noble maiden's room. Looking around, William finally realized that he was in the palace. It was probably the room of one of the previous princesses, and William was buried in prosperity like those princesses.But when he turned his head and looked to his right, the sight he saw was not pleasant at all. At the right end of the bed and
There was a city built at the foot of a gigantic mountain, surrounded by ramparts as high as the sky, and seemingly illuminated by divine grace from every angle. Thousands of people were selling things, having set up various small booths in the square of this city. The square was so crowded that you might have trouble hearing your own voice. Not only people trying to sell their belongings, but also warriors carrying weapons in various animal skins were trying to bargain for some items in the square.The owner of each booth was careful to resist as much as he could, to sell his item for a higher price when a warrior asked him for something and tried to negotiate. There was a gigantic statue in this square where thousands of people lived. The statue was kneeling, stabbing a dragon-like creature with his sword. The sword had entered the middle of the dragon's neck. It was so detailed that even a few drops of tears leaking from the dying dragon's eyes were shown.It was no
When Leslie opened his eyes, he found himself in a small, empty room. Bandages were wrapped around his waist and healing ointments were applied. After his battle with William, all he remembered was that when he turns his back, a sword entered him around his waist and pinned him to the wall.He was ashamed. Even if it meant dying, he had to go all the way for taking it this long. 'I should never have turned my back.' How would his friends look at him now? What would they say to him? Would they tease, or would they cut off their friendship? As such thoughts took over his mind, the look in his eyes grew dull. Everything was deleted in an instant. It was as if someone had come and cleansed his soul from head to toe. Now he only had one thought. That was 'Getting stronger.'Despite his aching back, he got out of bed without frowning. His dimensional bag was with him. He quickly put on an outfit and went outside. A young girl was sitting behind a desk in front of the door. S
It was noon when William reached the academy. He gave a good yawn after handing over his Ruby Horse to the stableman. Being on a horse for a long time tired him out. He felt that even his bones were intertwined. He saw that the academy was utterly empty. He could only see occasional students in the main buildings. As a result of the war, many of the students wanted to return and control the family business for a while, which was understandable. William thought it would take about a week. Afterward, students would necessarily return to the academy. Otherwise, it would be against the new rules of the academy.William had a few things to do for now. Although he was tired, he had to visit him, so he chose to go to Baldur first. He was wondering about his friend whom he had not seen for a long time. He wanted to know if he was successful in his advancement.When he got to Baldur's Villa, he knocked on the door and waited patiently. Shortly after, footsteps were heard from i
After William left Baldur's Villa, he went straight to the cafeteria. Fortunately, it was empty. He didn't expect anyone to be there at this hour. He thought that Merlon might have returned with the news of the victory. Although he had said that he would take her with him on his return, he had forgotten in his haste. Moreover, even if he did, it would be nothing but a burden. 'It's better this way.' he thought.After getting himself a nice meal, he went straight to the cultivation building. Here, under the disturbingly concerned gaze of the beautiful teacher, he rented a room. He would not meditate yet, as the spiritual energy here was too low for him. He was already thinking of leaving in the first light of the morning. The main purpose of his coming here was to perfect his techniques. Before he became a bronze level, he aimed to use these techniques better. After all, these techniques were all named after him, and it was his fault if he didn't master them. One day was not e
William didn't get much sleep after a good meal. Instead, he chose to train his movement technique inside the cave. With each use, he felt that the technique was growing more and more in harmony with himself.This technique also worked just like the execution sword, but the fire element it used was less. The fire element he drew around him was only one-tenth of it. Moreover, it could not be used if there was no fire element in the surroundings. He would not draw the fire element from the body. This technique was weak in some areas just because of this. It wasn't much of a problem for now, but if he used this technique in an area like a volcano, he could feel that both his speed and his burning power would increase exponentially. From here on, the disadvantage of each element began to show itself.For example, what's the point of using this technique in a volcanic territory? The creatures that were there, that he was going to fight, were already accustomed to that terri