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"Is there something wrong?" Edward asked, casting a puzzled glance.
Garen snapped back to reality and shook his head. Although he was certain that the Blind Girl in the room was the sister of Sharg and Kakashiuro, the girl who had suffered from toxic experiments, he had no intention of revealing that.
Edward showed no signs of leaving immediately; instead, he pulled out a white handkerchief from his pocket and spread it on the steps of the alley.
From this angle, Roland Street outside was bustling with activity.
"Are you familiar with the Ekria Family?" Edward turned his head to ask.
Garen sat on the other side of the steps, realizing that perhaps this was the real point of Edward's visit.
"There is a student of mine there."
"Rody Ecria?"
"Yes," Garen nodded.
"That's quite unfortunate..." Edward mused, a hint of sympathy in his voice. "Huxiu Neier just died a few days ago, and so much has happened to the family; even his son can't escape..."
"Huxiu Neier?" Garen paused, confused. "Isn't he missing?"
"You believe that? Such news is just meant to fool the common folk," Edward scoffed.
Garen felt a bit perplexed.
"Well, it seems you're not as clever as I imagined," Edward remarked. "Hmm... considering the timeline, Huxiu Neier has been missing for less than three days, and the Aurelia Alliance has launched a massive invasion. Don't you find that suspicious? Ekria is a large family in this town; even if Huxiu Neier has been missing for a while, it wouldn't cause too much disruption. Once he returns, Aurelia's plans would fall apart."
"Unless they are sure that Huxiu Neier won't come back," Garen suddenly realized.
"Well, it seems you're just not obviously clever," Edward teased.
Recalling the estate in Eastern Suburb Garden, Garen felt a wave of emotion.
"What does this have to do with Rody?" Garen asked. Although the upheaval in the Ekria Family would greatly impact Rody, Garen sensed another meaning behind Edward's earlier word "unfortunate."
"If Aurei wants to swallow Ekria, the first thing they need to do is eliminate the core members of this family."
"Dachi?"
Edward nodded and said, "Yes, that's why his legs were broken, and Qi Xuan was also incapacitated."
Garen frowned. Following this logic, it was evident that the Aurelia Alliance would systematically remove the core members of the Ekria Family—first Huxiu Neier, then Dachi, and next would be Rody.
"But this little guy is quite interesting." At that moment, Edward smiled mysteriously. "He actually took the initiative to challenge Aurei."
"A challenge?" Garen asked, puzzled.
"Yes, Aurei even named this battle—the Feast of War," Edward explained. "According to their agreement, the Feast of War will take place in a week. Rody can use all his power to challenge, while Aurei will send warriors from the tavern."
The Iron Fist Tavern was not united internally; whether it was Oshuria, Lacreto, or Edward, each had their own warriors. So even if Edward did not participate in the Feast of War, a significant number of tavern warriors would still join the fight.
Hearing this, Garen finally understood why Rody had been training desperately that day and even took the initiative to request training in Fighting Spirit.
But the question remained: even if he made significant progress in a short time, could he truly achieve ultimate victory?
"His courage is admirable, but also quite foolish," Edward shrugged. "From the moment he made that promise, he was already defeated."
"Why?"
"His opponent is the Big Bad Wolf," Edward replied.
The Big Bad Wolf.
Garen recalled that name, a prominent figure on the Iron Fist Rankings, whose strength was terrifyingly formidable.
"Don't be surprised; using the Big Bad Wolf to deal with a child does seem inappropriate," Edward said. "But for those two shameless fellows, Aurei, all they need is an opportunity to reveal their ambitions. Well... defeating Rody is secondary; as long as the Big Bad Wolf appears, their reputation will reach unprecedented heights."
"At that point, they'll be able to deal with you," Garen grasped the crux of the matter.
"Correct." Edward showed no signs of worry on his face, only a hint of resignation.
"I'll be there on the day of the Feast of War," Garen said after a moment of silence.
"Uh..." Edward displayed surprise for the first time. "Why?"
"You've done so much just to get my help, haven't you?" Garen countered.
"You saw right through me..." Edward stroked his chin. "But I've already given up. From what I've observed about you, no amount of gold can sway you if it's something you don't want to do."
"So?"
"You are a person of justice," Edward pondered.
"I am also someone who protects my own."
"I see..." Edward paused, seemingly at a loss for words. Finally, he managed to say, "It is truly an honor for Rody to become your student."
"Indeed."
Garen broke into a grin.
...
...
The next morning, Rody arrived at the academy early.
He wore a tattered brown coat, which made him look somewhat disheveled compared to his previously glamorous appearance. Coupled with his slightly gaunt cheeks, he resembled a fallen noble.
As he had done over the past few days, he glanced at his classmates who were running and felt a pang of envy. However, he quickly suppressed it and walked onto the lawn to begin his solitary Muscle Training.
Yesterday afternoon, he had broken through to become a Level 1 Warrior Apprentice at just nine and a half years old. Such an impressive achievement was remarkable even in town; he might even have the chance to attend the Warrior Academy for further studies. But he knew that this was far from enough; merely being a Level 1 Warrior Apprentice was not the power he desired.
Just as he finished training the First Level segment, a voice suddenly interrupted him.
"If you keep training like this, your body won't be able to handle it." Garen had approached without him noticing.
"Master," Rody politely acknowledged without stopping his training.
"A qualified warrior must possess not only outstanding strength but also a resilient heart."
Rody paused for a moment, frowning as he asked, "So you’re here to stop me?"
"Not at all." Garen rubbed his chin and pulled a test tube from his pocket. "Want to give it a try? It doesn’t taste very good."
"What is this?" Rody took the test tube, examining the light green liquid inside.
"Well... it can help enhance your strength," Garen thought for a moment, "but it will be extremely painful."
Before Garen could finish his sentence, Rody uncapped the tube and gulped it down, not stopping until the last drop was gone.
Garen could only smile wryly.
At that moment, Rody collapsed to the ground with a thud, clutching his stomach and rolling back and forth, low groans of pain escaping his throat.
Indeed, even after being diluted over twenty times, the Venomous Blade Elixir still failed to lessen the agony.
Nearby, the Newbies noticed something was off and stopped running, gathering around.
"Continue training!" Garen barked with a frown. "Everyone do five more laps!"
After saying that, Garen turned his gaze back to Rody, whose eyes were already bloodshot.
Five minutes… ten minutes… twenty minutes…
Half an hour later, Rody slowly regained consciousness but felt utterly drained of energy, unable to even stand.
"Feeling uncomfortable?" Garen crouched down to ask. No one understood the pain of Poison Blade Powder better than Garen himself, so he could empathize with Rody's current state.
Rody curled up into a ball, trembling as he nodded.
"Do you want more?" Garen asked, squinting his eyes.
It was clear to see that Rody's hollow eyes suddenly sparkled with light as he nodded with all his might.
"Yes... yes!"
At the moment the pain faded, Rody's Fighting Spirit had already reached level two.
However, while the benefits of the Poison Blade Powder were immense, they also came with significant side effects, especially regarding the impact on his bodily nerves. Therefore, Garen could not give him any more in the short term.
Garen devised a training plan for Rody. Although its intensity couldn't compare to Muscle Training, it would effectively help recover from the effects of the Poison Blade Powder.
Time passed just like that, and soon it was the last three days of the week.
In the early morning, Garen left the Rental Apartment. According to his usual plan, he should have gone to the academy to assist Rody with his training. However, at this moment, his direction was towards the Southern Suburbs.
Just half an hour ago, Yasthia had brought bad news—
A large amount of steel had been destroyed.
In just one night, losses exceeded half!
On that morning, deep within the mountain caves more than twenty kilometers from Blackstone Town, a female figure ventured into the depths. The dim light obscured her features, but her graceful and voluptuous silhouette was enough to ignite desire in most men.
"You're so slow, Bai!" Miyelin turned around, her enchanting face showing signs of weariness.
"There were too many related matters to handle; gathering everything was a bit troublesome." The woman handed over a stack of papers.
"You should know I'm in a hurry. My brother was killed not long ago."
Miyelin took the papers, her voice tinged with a somber tone.
"Hmph, if you weren't the blood servant sent by Su Ye... I would have killed you for delaying me these past few days."
Miyelin shot a cold glance at the woman before turning her attention to the papers. Soon, her gaze became fixated on them.
After a while, Miyelin set down the papers and rubbed her temples.
"Alright, I take back my earlier disrespect. You did well."
Miyelin organized the complex relationships detailed in the information, licking her lips. "I really like this chaotic web of connections; the more convoluted it is, the better it serves our plans. After all, humans are the easiest to manipulate; their hearts are far more difficult to behold than the sun."
"Do you have a plan?" Bai asked calmly.
"Of course, I'm not blind." Miyelin smirked. "Besides, you marked the location of that black dragon so clearly."
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