"Blade," Jas answered without hesitation.
Varuk's eyes widened slightly before nodding. "Lord Saint is inside," he said, stepping aside.
Jas' mind raced. "Lord? Saint? Since when did Blade gain such powerful NPCs?" He was filled with confusion but entered the house regardless.
"Uncle?" A voice greeted him as Blade turned to face him.
Jas let go of his thoughts as he smiled and said, "Mike, how are you doing, bud?" He walked closer, his tone lighthearted.
Blade simply nodded. "I'm doing fine."
They had so casual talk before Jas finally asked, "Aren't you going to introduce your companions to ?"
Blade nodded and gestured towards them. "This is rcedes, my knight. She is Valentine, my best friend. This is Varuk, a follower I gained after completing a quest. And this is Asmophel… I am doing a quest for him."
Jas listened but couldn't help but stare at Blade in disbelief. 'Wait… did he just casually say he has a knight, a best friend, a follower, and he's handling a quest for Asmophel?!'
'Leaving that Asmophel guy aside… the rest are his permanent companions, aning all these powerful NPCs are working with him?!'
Jas struggled to keep his composure. He had played the ga long enough to know how rare it was to gain even one powerful NPC as a follower, let alone multiple. 'How the hell did he manage this? Did he trigger so hidden storyline? Did he bribe the developers?!'
Jas' mind raced as he studied Blade and his companions. 'The hell is going on?' he wondered, barely maintaining his poker face. 'Damn, Blade is strong enough to even trample my elite guild now.'
He suddenly realized sothing—his nephew had sohow beco ridiculously powerful while he wasn't paying attention. 'Just what the hell has this brat been up to?'
Blade, unaware of what was going on in his uncle's mind, continued, "Though there is one more guy, but he's out there farming to earn so money."
Jas nodded, finally feeling relieved. 'Finally, a normal guy.' He thought. 'At least soone in Blade's group isn't a ridiculously powerful NPC.'
However, he had no idea that this so-called "wannabe farr" was yet another powerhouse.
Jas sat with them as they chatted, but the peace didn't last long.
The door suddenly burst open, and Piaro entered the room.
"You're back…" his voice was calm, but it died down as he suddenly saw the golden haired man in the room, Asmophel, the Traitor, the reason his whole family was executed.
At that mont, Piaro, who had been calm, instantly flared up. His hand tightened around his sword, and his killing intent surged. Without hesitation, he aid to cut Asmophel down in one slash.
rcedes, watching the scene unfold, foresaw the impending clash. Though she hesitated to interfere directly, not wanting to involve herself in their personal grudge, she still placed her hand on her sword—prepared to intervene if necessary.
Varuk, on the other hand, stepped forward, standing by Blade, ready to defend him.
anwhile, Jas watched the tension escalate, his instincts screaming at him.
"Who the hell is this guy? Your enemy?" Jas asked, gripping his weapon.
Blade casually replied, "He's the farr I talked about."
Jas almost choked. 'The farr?! Are you kidding ?!' He turned back to Piaro, taking in the man's overwhelming aura.
"The f*ck is wrong with you?! This guy's no farr! He's an absolute monster! How can you call him a farr when he's exuding such powerful sword energy?!" Jas exclaid.
Blade simply shrugged. "I never said he was a farr, I said he is farming to earn so money."
Jas was speechless. 'he is right'
anwhile, Varuk stood firm, trusting Blade's decision.
Jas watched in silence as Piaro's sword stopped just an inch from Asmophel's neck.
"So, what's the deal between them?" he asked, finally relaxing.
Blade simply nodded. "Just watch. You'll understand soon enough."
Jas leaned back, observing the intense confrontation unfold.
Piaro's eyes burned with rage. "Why aren't you defending yourself, you bastard?" he growled, noticing that Asmophel remained motionless, showing no intention of fighting back.
"I deserve to die," Asmophel said weakly.
Piaro's grip on his sword tightened before he suddenly let it go, reaching out to grab Asmophel's face. "Bastard! Fight ! Let kill you properly!" he roared. But Asmophel remained still, his empty eyes reflecting deep despair.
rcedes, watching from the side, could only sigh as she foresaw this outco but chose not to intervene.
"You… you're the Empire's dog!" Piaro asked bitterly as he glanced at rcedes, his hand instinctively gripping his sword again.
"Sir Piaro…" rcedes' voice trembled. Seeing Piaro look at her with such hatred made her heart ache.
Piaro turned his attention back to Blade. "What is she doing here?" he asked, his tone heavy with distrust.
Blade, still calm, responded, "Sit first, then I'll explain."
Piaro hesitated for a mont but eventually took a seat. Jas, observing Blade's deanor, couldn't help but think, 'Did he betray ?'
Blade looked at him and began to explain what happened.
After listening to Blade's explanation, Piaro slowly dropped to his knees. "All this ti… Empress Marie was my true enemy?" he muttered.
Blade nodded. "Yes. But you don't have to worry anymore. She is now imprisoned in the Abyss—the most dreadful prison in the Empire."
Piaro's blank eyes showed a flicker of emotion as he clenched his fists. "Thank you," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. He then stood up.
"Where are you going?" Blade asked.
"My revenge is over. I'll just live my life quietly sowhere now," Piaro replied.
Blade frowned. "What about your promise of becoming my Knight after I defeat you?"
Piaro hesitated. "I… I am nothing but a shadow of my forr self. Do you truly want soone like to serve you?"
"Then you are an idiot wasting your life in despair, You should now live your life better now"
Before he could say more, Valentine stepped forward, her voice filled with sincerity. "Sir Piaro, you always helped weak, I don't think you are an bad person, like Blade said you shouldn't waste your life like this. Please, stay with us. Let's be a family like we were for the past few months."
Tears welled in her eyes as she pleaded with him.
Piaro clenched his fists before sighing, his resolve breaking. "...I will stay. Thank you," he said softly.
[Affinity with Piaro has reached 100]
[Piaro can now be registered under the Rune of Lord]
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