It was a little while later when a young woman—who looked to be around the age of nineteen—called out, “You actually found him, uncle!” The girl herself was standing by the door of a home that was located within a shantytown west of the city’s suburbs. From the looks of it, she appeared to have been waiting there for quite a while. As for the person she was speaking to, it was a middle-aged man who had just ridden his tricycle into the home’s compound. Behind the tricycle, lay a bloodied and unconscious youth. Regardless, she immediately got up to walk over to the man after greeting him. With the youth looking so battered up, any normal woman would’ve already covered her mouth and screamed by this point. This woman, however, seemed completely unfazed by him. In fact, she instantly began patting his unconscious face a few times before turning to look at the middle-aged man! “I have to say, this fellow here is quite fortunate! After all, he’s still breathing after suffering fro
After giving a bitter smile, he then quickly began reconnecting Gerald’s disjointed bones before swiftly and skilfully bandaging all his open wounds. “I’ll admit that I wasn’t really that interested in it in the past, but I’m intrigued now! After all, he truly is quite puzzling!” replied the woman. “Hah! The martial arts you’re interested in learning about isn’t something that ordinary warriors can achieve! The requirements to reach the Nebula realm are simply too harsh! Even possessing the right blood won’t grant you easy access into that realm! You should know by now that many of the families here have blood types different from typical people, and that’s because they’re part of secret societies. People from secret societies are reliant on their extraordinary physiques, and they’ll always be one step closer than others when it comes to reaching the limits of human beings. Even so, only those assiduous enough—from those families—are able to control their inner strength and potenti
“But it’s true, uncle! I’m not pulling your leg at all! Just take a look if you don’t believe me! I’m telling you this charming little lady’s eyes resemble yours a lot!” persisted the woman. As he watched her signal for him to take the photograph from her already outstretched hand, the old man simply looked at her for a while before giving in and taking it from her. The second he got a clearer look at the person in the photograph, he seemed to momentarily freeze in place. He was so shocked that he couldn’t even hold onto the photograph properly, resulting in it falling to the floor. If it wasn’t obvious enough, the girl in the photo was Queta. Seeing him trembling like that was a first for the woman. Adding that to the fact that his expression had changed so much upon looking at the photo, the woman couldn’t help but ask in a worried tone, “…Uncle? Is something the matter…?” Quickly picking the photograph up again, he then replied, “…I’m fine. Everything’s fine… Speaking of w
“He was saved in the nick of time by someone extremely strong! Had I been a move slower, I wouldn’t be alive now!” explained Hogan, feeling utterly humiliated. “And who exactly is the assailant?” asked Yreth as she frowned deeply. “Since I was too focused on evading his attack, I wasn’t able to see him properly!” “…Could it be that there are other powerful forces that are secretly helping Gerald…?” muttered Yreth to herself as she fell deep into thought. For a person to beat Hogan up that badly, they needed to at least possess the strength equivalent to the final stage of the Spirit Earth Realm. Even though she could deduce at least that much, Yreth simply wasn’t able to figure out what kind of force would even step forward to help Gerald. At that moment, she suddenly heard a voice saying, “Could it be that Gerald is the one causing you so much trouble, Lady Gunter?” Looking up, she watched as an extremely handsome youth entered through the door—leading outside—with both hi
With that, the Gunters and those from Judgement Portal agreed to cooperate to hunt Gerald down. It was evident that seeking Gerald out was crucial for both Yreth and the King of Judgement Portal. At the same time, both forces were also well aware that even Queena—who owned the Squat of Divine Grimness—was looking for Gerald. Unlike them, however, Queena’s aim of finding Gerald was to make him marry her. Despite the clear differences in their interests in finding Gerald, both Lady Gunter and the King of Judgement Portal still made sure to keep a close eye on Queena’s actions. Regardless, the task of seeking out Gerald was given mainly to Felton and Hogan. While the Gunters were indeed in full control over Ancient City, their true influence spanned the entirety of Querton City. With that in mind, the Gunters immediately ordered the Simes—from Querton city— to aid them in their search for Gerald by utilizing large groups of people as well as by providing them with any necessary
“With how cute she already is, I’m sure she’ll grow to be an extremely beautiful woman,” said Monica with a smile. “I agree. I’m sure she’ll be quite similar to you in terms of beauty!” replied Gerald with a smile. Seconds later, he immediately cupped his mouth with a white towel—that he had been holding onto—as he began coughing rather terribly. Watching as the towel slowly got stained with blood, Monica frowned slightly before saying, “It’s best that you don’t start walking around just yet. After all, your injuries haven’t healed yet, you know? Truth be told, I still can’t get over how abnormal your body is!” Following that, Gerald turned to look at her and found that she was staring rather intently at his chest. Feeling weirded out, Gerald then said, “…Why are you staring at my chest like that…?” “You best not be getting any weird ideas! I’m just looking at your jade pendant! It’s shining again, you know? From the day you were brought here, it’s shone at exactly the same t
“I… I really don’t know!” cried out Sierra as Felton lifted her into the air. No matter how much he threatened her, however, Sierra simply continued denying that she knew anything. Quickly understanding that he wasn’t going to be able to get anything out from her, he then fixed his cold eyes at Sierra’s parents before asking, “And what about you two? Know anything about this?” Seeing that both of them weren’t too keen on answering, he then held onto Sierra’s neck before slowly increasing the force of his grip. Seeing that, both Elias and his wife—who was already crying in grief by this point—could only gnash their teeth in their panicked states. While both of them knew for a fact that Felton was looking for Gerald—the young man who had been saved by the middle-aged man—they were extremely loyal to that man, and would never even dream of betraying him. With that in mind, both of them simply shook their heads. “…Humph! I see how it is! I guess you won’t fear the consequences
If it wasn’t already evident enough, it was the man who had just returned from collecting herbs for Gerald. He had sensed the danger even before he even re-entered the shantytown. Knowing that he wouldn’t be able to make it to the scene in time, he had grabbed a divine thought and tossed a knife to disengage Felton’s own knife that was about to slice Sierra’s neck. Alas, it was only when he got to the scene that he realized that Felton had already dismembered Sierra’s arm! “Hand her to me and keep her dismembered arm safe! She can still be saved!” ordered the man as he quickly held onto the unconscious young girl before dashing all the way home. Since there was quite a distance between his house and Sierra’s, the man knew he had no time to waste. Regardless, upon arriving at his house, both Gerald and Monica were immensely shocked to see Sierra in such a state. However, they quickly snapped out of it and began helping the ailing girl. Since Gerald knew the art of setting bone