Tentuna City, in one of its five Yakuna, droves of people road around, loading and unloading a lot of materials.
So of them were items that they had purchased in Tentuna City while the unloaded goods consisted of those that they had brought from the Electra Empire to be sold for travel funds.
Even though there were enough funds in their treasury, most of them were the coins minted at the Electra Empire. So, they needed to procure the local currency—Xetuka.
"My Lord, let accompany you…" Dolare bowed, saying in a hurry upon seeing Horan exiting the Yakuna. But before he could finish his sentence, Horan raised his hand, motioning for him to stop speaking.
"I wish to spend so ti alone. Besides," He lightly unleashed his aura, "Do you truly believe anyone out there could harm ?"
"B-But my lord, there are existences stronger than a Pseudo-Saint. Even if they never show their faces, they are still there…" Dolare stopped speaking, sensing the dense killing intent emanating from Horan, one sharp enough to dice his mind into pieces.
"You misunderstand once again." After a while, Horan retracted his killing intent, watching Dolare collapse to the ground as he said, "If a threat appears that even I can't handle, whether you're there or not won't make a difference. Do I make myself clear?"
"Y-Yes, my Lord." Dolare bowed in response, watching Horan exit from view as he gritted his teeth, "If only I was a Pseudo-Saint too, then I wouldn't be this useless."
But, what he hadn't noticed was a mild spark on his clothes that vanished once he finished his sentence.
Walking on the road, Horan heard Dolare's regretful statent, smiling, "It seems he still has the drive to grow stronger. This is good. Even though he's slow on the uptake, he still has the potential to beco a Pseudo-Saint."
Following that, Horan walked along the side of the road, having covered himself with a plain robe. But, even if his clothes were that of a commoner, whether it was his appearance, gait, or deanour, none matched that of a commoner.
So, it was as clear as day that he was a noble, and soone high up the ladder at that. The sensitive people made way for him to pass by, shrinking into their clothes as they refrained from standing out.
Accustod to such gazes, Horan continued to walk on the road, taking in the sights of the surroundings, 'This indeed is a different territory.'
He sighed, for a mont feeling liberated. Things in his ho territory were sowhat suffocating, especially since he and his brother sched against one another nonstop. But now that he had arrived here, he could be at peace.
Things would change once he reached the capital, so the short few days of stay in Tentuna City would be his haven of serenity.
Thinking as such, he continued to walk, eventually finding himself venturing into the flea market, finding the myriad of items presented at the place interesting, casually browsing through them one after another.
Suddenly, his senses caught onto a familiar figure beyond the flea market, gazing at the terrace of a lodge where Teto stood, accompanying a foreign lady.
How did he know that she was a foreign lady? Even though Gehera didn't look that different from the people in the Xetuka Kingdom, she had a strange, murky air to her that felt unnerving, tingling his senses.
'Is she a spy?' This was his first line of thought, for wielding the Lightning Elent as both a Mage and a Warrior, he had exceptional senses, capable of differentiating races even through their disguise.
And even though it wasn't clear, he could sense sothing foreign in Gehera, sothing that didn't seem human.
'What is Teto doing there with her? What happened to Yaka?' He frowned, deciding to investigate the situation. He would be lying if he said he wasn't interested.
And hence, as he calmly continued to walk past, there was a sudden breeze as the hairs of the people rose all of a sudden, surprising them. It only happened for less than a second, so the people only attributed it to the sudden wind.
The figure of Horan had vanished from the flea market, arriving at the terrace of the lodge, hiding beside the window sill as he spied on the sounds from inside, hearing the words Compass Carburettor had said to Gehera.
'She has the Titan bloodline in her? How is this possible? Two foreign races can't have a child, especially between a human and a Titan.' He thought, after all, even if it was between two humanoid races that had sowhat of a similarly-sized physique, it was possible to stomach any exceptions that might arise.
But between a Human and a Titan? Please!
Even the tallest of humans didn't touch three tres in height, but even the shortest of Titans surpassed a hundred tres in height. The sheer size difference simply made it impossible for the two races to mate, not to ntion have a child together.
'But, how is it possible then?' He wondered, for he could indeed sense sothing foreign in Gehera. And if the conversation between her and Compass Carburettor was the truth, then…
Suddenly, his figure flickered as the wall he was leaning against was riddled with dozens of holes.
"Who's there?" Teto's shout resounded as bullets flew out of the room in a torrent, curving in the air as they hod towards Horan.
Instantly, a layer of lightning ford on his body like chainmail, flickering with sparks that accurately landed on the approaching bullets, lting them into lava that fell on the ground, raising smoke in response.
Swoosh!
Horan's figure vanished imdiately after, evading all the bullets approaching him as he arrived behind Teto, placing his hand over his throat, "It's , Teto. Stop."
"Eh? What are you doing here, my Lord?" Teto gradually relaxed, asking in surprise.
"Who is she?" Horan asked, pointing at Gehera, "She's not human, is she?"
"She's human," Teto said, frowning as he tensed up, unable to determine what stance would Horan take on the matter.
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