Chapter 677 Can’t Avoid It Anymore
"My Lord, we haven't finished packing yet," Dolare said in a hurry upon seeing Horan command everyone to set off imdiately. But, noticing the other party ignore his words, Dolare beca flustered, almost shouting in response, "My Lord, we'll lose a lot of money if we don't pack up all the purchased goods…"
"Is money or your life more important for you?" Horan glared at him, startling him.
"M-My life, sir." Dolare stamred in response, failing to understand just why Horan was behaving in this way, especially since he was a Pseudo-Saint.
In their world, the strongest active among all races was only a Pseudo-Saint. This ant that Horan Fawnker didn't have anything to worry about, especially since in terms of Pseudo-Saints alone, he was the strongest, possessing the best combination of elents as a Warrior and a Mage under his disposal.
Therefore, it was hard for him to imagine that the mighty Horan was at a disadvantage. Of course, if he beca aware of what Horan had faced in the recent few hours, his opinion would change.
"Then, get moving. If we stay here any longer, we'll die." Horan said, brushing past him as he urged everyone to hurry, staring at Compass Carburettor to ask, "Will you be able to use that ability to teleport us?"
"Sorry, I cannot bring us to a place I haven't been to before." Compass Carburettor shook his head, "Besides, I don't have enough energy to do so. My Pseudo-Relic takes a lot of ti to charge itself."
"Dammit!" Horan cursed in response before saying, "Alright, tell once it's charged up. The faster we get to Forkuna City, the safer it is for us."
"Yes," Compass Carburettor nodded respectfully as he made so preparations of his own. Of course, Horan wasn't privy to as much information as he thought.
After all, Compass Carburettor purposefully antagonised Horan from ti to ti whenever he revealed his true powers. And as a prideful individual, it was easy for Horan to be offended at such an action, displaying negative intent towards Compass Carburettor.
That was enough for his mories—related to the incident—to be wiped out. Using this, Compass Carburettor kept both Horan and Gehera in the dark, maintaining the image of an experienced traveller with a weak Pseudo-Relic.
After asking questions regarding Yaka enough tis, getting parts of his mory wiped out every ti, Horan felt a severe headache. Amounting it to the stress he was feeling from the current situation, he decided to stop thinking about it, taking things at face value.
The scary thing was that he couldn't display any ounce of negativity towards Compass Carburettor, or his related mories would be wiped out.
This was also one of the reasons Slayer refrained from targeting him, realising that he would suffer too much loss from the conflict, especially since killing Compass Carburettor wouldn't an the death of the Main Character.
Within an hour, the caravan moved out of Tentuna City, moving southeast.
Seated in the carriage ant for him, Compass Carburettor stared out, noticing quite a few people too seed to share the sa view as them, departing for Forkuna City, feeling that it would be the safest place in tis of war.
After all, the capital city was protected by the Guardian Saint. And given his title as the strongest Saint in the region, the city under his protection was indeed the safest.
Clat-kata-kat! Clat-kata-kat!
The sounds of the horse's hooves slamming into the road resounded, mixed amid the nervous murmurs of the travelling people. There was a strange silence in the air, eerie as if war might erupt at any mont.
[Dad, what's with this tension in the air? Am I the only one feeling it?]
[No, I feel the sa. Be ready, sothing will happen next.]
Compass Carburettor and Stencil exchanged words in a hurry, tensed as the both of them weren't in an optimal state.
[Dad, shall we return to the System World?]
[Do you have enough ntal Energy?]
[I can barely scrape it.]
[Then, don't bother.]
Stencil stared at him in confusion, wondering why he told her to refrain from escaping to the System World when it was a statent he had been stressing on all along. Seeing her confusion, he spoke…
[Heading into another world in such a state is dangerous. We don't know what might be happening there. And if we encounter so danger there, then we're done for. Instead, we'll try to survive here. At least, the Xetuka Kingdom still has all its Saints. So, we can rely on them for the ti being until we recover our strength.]
He might have only clashed with Slayer for a second, but he truly expended all his ntal Energy during that ti, especially since he had created a Money-Making Coin and also used the power of Lore to create another Main Character.
That process not only shaved off his ntal Energy reserves but also his luck and fate. So at present, he was in a vulnerable state, not able to do much.
Therefore, it was better to play it safe than take risks unnecessarily. At least, thanks to his Anthozoa, he was able to fight even without any ntal Energy.
Stencil's eyes lit up as she noticed that her father had already brought out Anthozoa, making it suck the air to create bullets nonstop. Moreover, it seed he was doing the sa by breathing too, multi-tasking to store as many bullets as possible within him.
Neigh!
One of the horses suddenly collapsed to the ground, shivering from fear for so reason. The coach driver stared in shock at the scene when imdiately, a rash broke out on his body, causing him to scratch himself until his skin peeled off, knocking him out unconscious.
One after another, the horses fell to the ground, unable to move in fear.
Seated in the most luxurious carriage was Horan, sensing wisps of mana slam everywhere on the ground, being hurled from far away as he observed that they were all curses.
His eyes shot open as he extended his hand, grabbing hold of the spear taken out by the Porter standing beside him always, getting up as he said, "It seems I cannot avoid it anymore."
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