Groom, Groom, Groom.
The wheels turned on the yellow dirt road. A carriage pulled by two old horses was moving at a fast and steady speed.
Outside the carriage window, green plants flashed by rapidly.
Luphus's description of Gordor echoed in Kieran's ears.
"Gordor should be the smallest land in the whole of Yort Fields. It doesn't have a castle or any farmlands. It's just a town made up of a few scattered villages. The first mayor of the town was the first lord of Gordor.
"He was a kind and aloof elder who loved to research."
"Soon enough, a group of people gathered around the elder. They learned the elder's knowledge and applied what they learned to serve under the lords of Yort Fields. It can be said that every single lord has a close relationship with Gordor, and because of that, Gordor became one of the many peaceful lands in Yort Fields.
Luphus showed obvious nostalgia when he talked about his hometown.
Kieran, on the other hand, thought of more.
Gordor Land was not too far away from Arya Outpost. It would only take two sunrises to get there. Gordor Land was considered a buffer zone between Arya Outpost and Yort Fields. Plus, there were no farms in the area, which was why it was considered a peaceful land in Yort Fields.
Otherwise, no matter how small a mosquito's leg was, it was still meat. Based on Kieran's understanding of the greedy lords of Yort Fields, they wouldn't give up so easily.
Of course, none of that had anything to do with Kieran.
All he wanted to know was what the original contract was.
Or rather, why the contract was signed in the first place.
Closing his eyes, Kieran's muscles tightened under the feather mantle. The Dawn Force and Plague Force in his body slowly circulated.
Seizing every moment to grow stronger was second nature to Kieran.
As a matter of fact, other than needing Luphus's identity as a guarantor to borrow books from Gordor, he also needed a relatively stable environment to adapt to his body that was growing stronger by the second.
It was an extremely secretive way to grow stronger.
As the flames in his mind danced, the various Origin Powers in his body slowly grew stronger.
However, this slowness was compared to when he used Golden Skill Points. If compared to before, it was more than ten times faster.
This speed required Kieran to adjust at all times.
Perhaps it would take a while for the qualitative change to arrive.
However, there was nothing wrong with dealing with everything in the best state.
Luphus heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Kieran close his eyes.
Along the way, he really had nothing to say, trying his best to make Her Majesty happy. However, Her Majesty was like a person whose facial nerves were dead. No matter how hilarious the joke was or how interesting the information was, Her Majesty was always calm.
He would rather face a cold-blooded butcher with a face full of killing intent than face an indifferent person.
Because what he saw in that indifference was disregard.
He ignored everything, rules, and people.
Other than what he cared about, nothing else mattered to him.
And with this fact as the premise …
He could kill everything?!
Unconsciously, such a thought popped up in Luphus's mind.
Immediately, the wise man sucked in a breath of cold air, and his forehead began to sweat.
Luphus was a person who was good at associating and speculating.
Unconsciously, he thought of more things.
She unconsciously looked at Kieran's face, which was as calm as ever.
If such a person became a God, would he be a kind God? Or an evil God?
But only a person like Her Majesty could become a God, right?
He viewed everything as grass.
Although Luphus had only been in Arya Outpost for a few hours, he had heard the rumors about Kieran being a demigod.
He doubted the authenticity of the rumors.
He was smart enough not to ask.
He treated everything as the truth for the time being.
If Her Majesty really became a God, what kind of title would she have?
The Hero God was impossible!
Although Her Majesty had slaughtered Gods before, his nature wasn't like that.
Then, could it be …
"Aaaargh!"
While Luphus was guessing in his heart, he suddenly saw Kieran open his eyes and stare at him like an unsheathed longsword.
Luphus couldn't hold back his cry of shock, covering his chest and shrinking to the corner of the carriage.
"Roffu, stop the carriage."
Kieran said.
The young soldier pulled the reins and jumped off the carriage with Eden, opening the carriage door for Kieran.
Ignoring Eden's curious gaze, Kieran jumped off the carriage and headed towards the bushes. The young soldier drew his sword and followed without a second thought.
On the other hand, Eden looked at his teacher, using his gaze to ask for his teacher's opinion.
Luphus pouted at Kieran's back.
He wasn't sure what Kieran cared about, but he was sure about one thing.
However, there was one thing that the wise man was sure of. If anything were to happen, it would be safer to be by Garen's side than in the carriage.
As for seizing the chance to escape?
Luphus wouldn't make such a stupid decision.
Aside from the demigod, even the guards of that demigod could locate them in the shortest time possible and kill them.
Of course, it didn't mean Luphus had given up.
Escaping also required technique.
It was best to leave a way out for himself.
While his mind was spinning, Luphus got off the carriage with his student's help and chased after the two figures who had stopped moving.
The bushes weren't tall and there weren't many thorns. With the young soldier leading the way, Luphus, Eden, and Eden went in smoothly.
Then …
They saw a body leaning against a tree trunk.
It was a man in fancy clothes and a hat with a long-tailed eagle feather on it. The man had a short sword at his waist and an opened backpack with some food and a water bottle. The harp beside him stated that he was a bard.
"A bard?
What a pitiful fella! "
Luphus looked at the body in astonishment.
Born in Gordor, the wise man had a good impression of bards. Of course, that was under the premise that there was no conflict between them. Once there was, Luphus wouldn't show mercy.
Now?
"Eden, help bury this poor fella … Wait! Don't touch him! "
Luphus said as he walked over to the body, but before he could finish, he saw Kieran flip the body over.
The front of the body looked normal, but the back of the body against the tree trunk had rotted.
The rotting was severe, almost reaching the thoracic cavity. All the organs had turned into a pile of rotten meat.
There were no maggots.
There was no smell.
It was like an apple with one side rotten. From one side, it looked good, but from the other side, it was disgusting.
It was an abnormal rotting.
Luphus widened his eyes in fear, pulling his student back as if he was electrocuted. He then stuffed the potion in his pocket into his and his student's mouths.
As the potion flowed down their tongues, the wise man muttered incoherently.
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