Sector 12 was a stark contrast to the ravaged Sector 11.
It stood as a well-fortified and ticulously maintained area, with sturdy walls and a clean, orderly appearance. The sector was a bustling hub, a city where people from various races lived and traded. The streets were filled with a diverse crowd, including elves, beastwon, and rcenaries. The economy thrived here as rcenaries set out to hunt and gather
resources.
Despite its vibrancy, the sector's troop presence was limited. Monster attacks were rare, so unless there was an ergency, most of the forces were stationed within the city, focusing on maintaining order and security.
However, today, an unusual commotion disrupted the usual rhythm. The atmosphere was charged with tension and curiosity as people gathered, their excitent palpable.
Two individuals leaned against a wall, observing the growing crowd. They chatted to pass the ti.
"Haa! It seems we're going to have so excitent soon," one of them remarked.
"Yeah, the crowd is really getting intense," his companion agreed.
The first man's eyes wandered to the crowd. "Have you seen those lovely and juicy elves and those beastwon?"
His partner shot him a warning look. "Hey, don't say that unless you want to die. You know their violent tendencies. If you want to spend a night with them, you have to defeat them first."
A shiver ran down the man's spine at the thought. He quickly resolved to curb his desires. He was too young to die and he still had his V-card to lose.
The two n continued their conversation until a sudden sight caught their attention. A black figure was soaring through the sky, flanked by two riders on powerful, winged beasts. The sight was unusual, though not entirely foreign to the residents of Sector 12.
The figure, clad in dark robes, approached with an air of authority. One of the n pulled out a loudspeaker and called out, "This is a no-fly zone. Please co down imdiately otherwise we will shoot."
The figure continued its descent, and a deep voice echoed through the air. "Where is this place?"
"It's Sector 12," one of the n replied, trying to keep his voice steady.
"Sector 12... I see," the voice said indifferently as the beasts touched down on the ground.
As the figure did not imdiately dismount, the n repeated their request. "Sir, please step down and hand over your ID. We need to check it before allowing you inside."
From high above, Leon, claded in dark clothes retrieved his ID and glanced back. "Kid, give your ID."
The man stamred, "ID... I don't have any ID, brother..."
Leon's face fell, a mixture of frustration and disappointnt crossing his features.
His expression darkened. Though he looked calm, he started screaming inwardly.
'Fuck...Is this the beginning of another face slapping scene.'
Leon, visibly perturbed, motioned for Griffith to lower down and extended his card to the guards. They examined it carefully before nodding in approval.
"Thank you, sir. You're cleared to enter," one of the guards said.
Turning to the other rider, Lucien, the guards asked, "ID, please."
Lucien's face showed genuine confusion. "Sir, I don't have an ID. I was on Earth, and I don't even know how I ended up here. If my brother hadn't rescued , I'd probably be dead."
Leon's lips twitched in annoyance. He was certain that if he hadn't intervened, soone else would have, and Lucien might have been in a high position by now after all this was how plot -occurs.
The guards exchanged suspicious glances. "Are you joking with us? You were on Earth and just happened to fall here?"
"Do we look like children to you?" another guard added, his tone incredulous.
"I'm not lying. My brother can vouch for ," Lucien insisted.
Leon started to sweat, realizing that Lucien's story was only adding to the tension. At that mont, a senior officer approached and inquired about the situation. The guards relayed the events, and the officer scrutinized Leon.
"This boy doesn't have an ID, but he's riding a beast," the officer said, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. "I can let you through, but I'll need 100 small-grade spirit stones or the equivalent in cash."
Leon's face flushed with anger. "What?!"
The officer remained unmoved, waiting for Leon's response as the situation grew increasingly tense.
"Hey, do you know whom you are dealing with?"Leon asked with an amused expression.
"What? Are you a Young Master or son of a high official?" officer laughed and showed the na on the card.
"I might not be but I am more dangerous than that. My na is Leon, don't that ring a bell in your head?"
The officer frowned for a mont and then burst into laughter.
"Just because your na is Leon, do you think you can compare to Monster of Battlefield..Have you ever seen him? People wet their pants when they co around him. His eyes are chilling and his presence emitted a huge amount of blood lust."
"anwhile you just look like dirt eaten rcenary...do you think random tom, dick harry can co and claim as Leon..."
"Also, I have personally t him..He is so fierce and his face is like the devil monster that gave a fright while your face looks like a pauper who attracts sugar mummies.."
Hearing this, the other two also started laughing a bit.
The guards and the crowd's laughter froze abruptly as an overwhelming pressure descended upon them. The atmosphere shifted dramatically, the air turning a deep, ominous red.
Leon, feeling his anger rise, exuded a chilling aura that made the very air around him seem to vibrate with intensity. The sudden shift in atmosphere caught everyone off guard, and the laughter died in their throats. Faces turned pale, and knees began to tremble as the weight of the pressure beca almost unbearable.
Raising their heads with difficulty, the guards and onlookers saw a figure standing before them, a man whose presence was dark and foreboding.
His face, shrouded in shadows, was as dark as a black hole, contrasting sharply with his blood-red lips. His eyes glowed with a terrifying amusent, their intensity sending shivers
down spines.
Then a deep hoarse voice resonates in the air as the lips widen with an eerie smile and the man
before them pointed at himself.
"Now think carefully and tell ..."
"Does he look like this?"
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