The Aerindel family had ruled the Bluefeather Duchy for over 500 years. Duke Aerindel, a man of immense power and influence, stood as one of the most formidable figures on the continent. The duchy itself was renowned for its abundant gemstones, a high population of awakened wildlife, rich silver mines, and expertise in animal taming. It was a place steeped in history and adventure, one that Talon had heard many tales about, especially since Master Eobard's bloodline traced back to this region.As their caravan approached the outskirts of Bluefeather Duchy, a multitude of other caravans came into view, drawing the attention of Vaila. Her bright red eyes sparkled with curiosity as she watched the bustling activity around them.Every now and then, she peppered Talon with questions, which he answered with a patient smile.After fending off a goblin raid, the remainder of their journey had been remarkably peaceful. The caravan had managed to preserve their numbers, and apart from a few inj
The Kingdom of Aurumia was a competitive place, evident in the behavior of its noble families. Nobles constantly strived to outshine their peers. Earl families tried to outdo other earls, and dukedoms aimed to surpass one another, all under the watchful eyes of the Royal family. Even Talon, in the remote town of Eryndor, had heard tales of this competition from traveling bards and minstrels.Since Luth came from an Earl family in the Bluefeather Duchy, Talon guessed that this young noble might be more willing to answer his questions if he knew Talon was from a rival territory. He might even answer just to spite the Ironflower Duchy. Talon’s hunch proved correct."Hahaha," Luth laughed out loud. "I knew you must have been from that backward region when you didn’t even know what a Warrior was. Ironflower is truly the home of blockheads. No wonder."After satisfying his ego by insulting Talon’s hometown, he finally replied, "In the world, a Knight is neither high nor low. So, it is relat
Early the next morning, Talon headed to the guild branch in Bluefeather City. It was a large building, with architecture that proclaimed the grandiose of the Aurumia kingdom. It had many tall, colorful, translucent windows. There were no guards around, but hundreds of people entered and left the place, creating a bustling atmosphere. Tall opaque crystal boards hung on the northern wall, with words flickering in and out of existence. As a mission was completed, it vanished from the board. Whenever a new mission was available, the content appeared on the board as well. Talon was flabbergasted; this was far more impressive than the chalk and board used by the small guild branch in Eryndor.The general hall of the guild building was buzzing with conversations, people calling out here and there, trying to rally others to join a team with them, and so on. It was like a raucous marketplace.Talon was soon face-to-face with one of the dozen attendants stationed in the general
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The mission board hummed faintly as Talon stood before the crystal screens. Tasks blinked in and out of existence with a mechanical rhythm, their details fleeting yet daunting. He squinted at one particularly lucrative mission—escorting a merchant caravan through bandit territory. It was a risk, the type of challenge that would’ve been a death sentence just days ago. His gaze lingered on it, a shadow of doubt curling around his thoughts.A goblin raid had been manageable. He’d proven that. But those creatures were only a step above the beasts in the wild, their cunning no match for true monsters or, worse, human brigands.“If only I had a teacher…” The words slipped out before he realized. He sighed, shaking his head at the childish wish. Across the kingdom, academies catered to professions like the Winged Tamers, where students learned to bond with animals, or the Forgecallers, who crafted magic weapons. But those institutions were reserved for the elite or those with obvious gifts. A
The mission board hummed faintly as Talon stood before the crystal screens. Tasks blinked in and out of existence with a mechanical rhythm, their details fleeting yet daunting. He squinted at one particularly lucrative mission—escorting a merchant caravan through bandit territory. It was a risk, the type of challenge that would’ve been a death sentence just days ago. His gaze lingered on it, a shadow of doubt curling around his thoughts.A goblin raid had been manageable. He’d proven that. But those creatures were only a step above the beasts in the wild, their cunning no match for true monsters or, worse, human brigands.“If only I had a teacher…” The words slipped out before he realized. He sighed, shaking his head at the childish wish. Across the kingdom, academies catered to professions like the Winged Tamers, where students learned to bond with animals, or the Forgecallers, who crafted magic weapons. But those institutions were reserved for the elite or those with obvious gifts. A
“You made it,” Magnus said, his voice carrying across the courtyard. “Good. Let’s see if you’re as sharp as you seem.”The other recruits turned to size him up, some with curiosity, others with disdain. Talon straightened his back, meeting Magnus’s gaze with quiet resolve.Magnus clapped his hands, drawing the recruits’ attention. “Listen up! The tryouts begin now. The Blue Devils are more than just a team of adventurers—we’re a unit, a family. That means trust and discipline are our cornerstones. Today’s tests will evaluate not only your skills but also your loyalty and your ability to follow orders.”A murmur rippled through the group as Magnus’s words sank in. Talon caught snippets of whispers—words like
Talon watched, breath held, as the boar sent another recruit flying through the air. The unfortunate man’s scream was cut short by a sickening crunch as he landed. Blood painted the grass in a dark, spreading stain, sending a ripple of hesitation through the group. Some recruits staggered back, their resolve crumbling at the sight of the monster’s brutal power.In their eyes, Talon saw the seeds of panic taking root. A few glanced toward the edges of the field, clearly contemplating escape.Talon’s hands tightened on his weapon, his feet itching to turn and run. Jefor’s commands had done little to reassure anyone, the man’s gruff orders seeming more like a death march than a strategy.Then it clicked.Reaching out with his Mind Hunter
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The camp stirred to life as the news spread. Resting adventurers jumped to their feet, weapons drawn. The tension in the air was palpable as everyone braced for the incoming fight. Talon tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword, Neophage Fang.Magnus climbed onto a boulder, his voice cutting through the mounting chaos. “Listen up!” he called out. “We’re outnumbered and far from any reinforcements. But we’ve faced worse. I trust every one of you—your strength, your courage. Let’s show these monsters what it means to be a Blue Devil!”A roar of approval erupted from the group, weapons raised high as confidence surged through the crowd. Talon couldn’t help but join in, his own voice blending with the shouts of his comrades. Adrenaline coursed through him, makin
The camp was still, the night blanketing everything in silence. Talon sat cross-legged near his tent, eyes closed. His mind drifted, and soon a white, foggy door appeared in the void of his thoughts. He pushed it open, stepping into his personal space: Black Iron Talon.The island looked the same as always—quiet, solitary, with colorful clouds rolling at its distant edges. At the center stood the familiar podium, glowing softly under a ray of golden light. Above it, a floating screen pulsed faintly.“Admin,” Talon called out.— How can I assist?“When I enter Black Iron Talon, is it just my mind, or can I bring my body here too?” he asked, considering the potential for escape if things went south in a fight.&md
The Onyx Grasslands were quiet at night, a surprising calm given how many monsters roamed the area during the day. The stars overhead twinkled against the deep black sky, their light washing over the wide plains. Talon sat on a flat rock a short distance from the camp, staring at the constellations.I wonder how Vaila’s doing, he thought, his sister’s smile flashing briefly in his mind.The thought stirred him to open his system interface. With a mental command, the familiar translucent screen appeared before him. A notification blinked, and he opened it.[Mission Details:— Killed: 12/100 Monsters— Reward: 4,800 Coins. 1 Karma.]He confirmed t
“Space-Time Freeze.”Magnus’s voice rang out across the battlefield, and everything stopped. The charging monsters froze mid-lunge, the swaying grass halted, and even the crackling of distant flames seemed to vanish. Only Magnus moved, his blade pointed directly at the Wild Pastor.The cultist, locked in mid-motion with his staff raised defensively, couldn’t react as a beam of ice energy shot from Magnus’s blade, piercing his chest. Frost spread rapidly over his body, encasing him entirely in a thick shell of shimmering ice.For a moment, there was complete silence. Then a faint sound like breaking glass echoed across the field, and time resumed. The monsters that had been frozen in motion collapsed lifelessly to the ground.Magnus swayed on
A mutated ram charged with a force that made the ground tremble. Jefor reacted instantly, slamming his foot into the earth. A large rock shot up, blocking the ram’s path. The collision shattered the rock, sending jagged pieces flying everywhere, but the brief moment of delay was all Jefor needed.The ground shifted beneath his feet like a rolling wave as he raised his hands. Spikes of jagged rock shot up around the ram, trapping it. Then, with a sharp motion, Jefor brought his hands together, and the rock formations slammed inward, crushing the beast under their weight.Before he could catch his breath, a shadow passed overhead. He looked up just as a massive bird, nearly the size of an elephant, slammed into the ground nearby. The force of its fall kicked up dirt and grass, almost knocking him over.Merisa st
Talon wasn’t sure what came first: the pack of mutated monsters lunging at them or Jefor stomping the ground, sending a shockwave rippling out in all directions. The ground trembled, and everyone fought to stay on their feet.Rocks and chunks of earth flew into the charging creatures, pelting them, but the effect was minimal. The monsters barely slowed, their glowing eyes locked on the adventurers as they surged forward.Before Talon could even process what was happening, Merisa and Brythan shot toward the monsters like streaks of silver light. As they ran, gleaming armor materialized around them. Merisa’s daggers flashed into her hands, and massive wings unfurled from her back. With a powerful leap, she soared into the air and dove straight into the swarm.Her daggers sliced through the first wave of creatures like a scythe cutting through grass. Each strike she landed caused a ripple of destruction, sending blood spraying from nearby monsters as they staggered and fell. In seconds,
The Blue Devils regrouped at the edge of the forest where it opened into a stretch of grasslands. Talon wiped his forehead, the heat from the sun and their trek making the air feel thick. He walked beside Magnus, his steps quickening as they neared the others.The group looked worn. Recruits sat on rocks or leaned against trees, some wrapping bandages around their arms or legs. The tension hung heavy in the air, and the scattered groans of the injured made it clear the mission hadn’t gone smoothly.Merisa waved them over, her twin daggers resting in their sheathes but ready to be drawn at a moment’s notice. “You’re late,” she called out, her voice sharp but teasing.Magnus smirked. “We ran into a little trouble.”“Didn’t we all?” Orthur said, his massive frame slumping against a tree. His armor was scraped and dented, streaks of dried blood on the metal. He wasn’t the only one—several others bore signs of recent battles.Magnus’s expression turned serious. “Status?”Merisa stepped clo
They soon stepped out of the building, with a crowd of adventurers trailing after them. The first person to act was Eren.Fiery crimson orbs materialized around Eren, their heat distorting the air as they rapidly expanded from the size of melons to massive, swirling boulders of flame. Without warning, they detonated in a series of deafening blasts.The ground shook violently, and thick clouds of dust and smoke consumed the street. The shockwaves hurled debris into the air, shattering nearby windows. Screams filled the chaos as panicked citizens fled in all directions.The explosion rippled toward the Adventurer Guild, but the building’s enchanted walls shimmered with protective runes. The runes flared to life, absorbing the blast and shielding the structure from harm.Eren’s face was set in a grim mask as he barked, “Adrian, now!”Adrian didn’t hesitate. His hands hovered near each other, the air between them shimmering like water disturbed by a stone. The ripple expanded outward, a vo