CH 77

Chapter 77 Stranger(2)

Translator: BaeBae Editor: BaeBae

“Ow, what…..Hey!”

“What are you doing!”

The crowd dispersed as Juan propelled himself into the mass. Juan quickly scanned the area.

It had only been a moment since the stranger left but he had already disappeared out of sight. Juan inctivetively realised that he was dealing with a skilled opponent.

Definitely more skilled Ethan, and possibly on par with Nigrato in his non-incarnated form. But one thing was for certain. This stranger was the most skilled individual Juan had come across since his resurrection.

Juan followed the stranger’s faint trace that still remained. Every second, his target was getting further away.

It wasn’t easy to keep his concentration high and move in parallel with the stranger’s trace. Wandering through alleyways, sometimes unsure where the tracks led, eventually Juan slowly but surely shortened the gap.

“Keuk……..”

But just as he thought he’d caught up, the tracks vanished. It seemed his opponent was proficient in concealment as well.

Juan didn’t feel easy about a highly skilled stranger suspiciously loitering around the Hugin knights.

After continuing to scan the nearby area, he jumped up onto a building that was still in the middle of construction.

The half finished building was at perfect height to survey Hiveden’s alleyways. After a deep breath, he materialized Grunvalde’s fog and dispersed it in all directions. The fog began to spread from where he stood, covering all surrounding area.

At first, the quickly spreading fog alarmed the people close by, but after confirming themselves that it was just a normal night fog, alarms turned to puzzlement.

“Where are you……..”

It wasn’t far from where the stranger’s presence was last felt. Juan was sure that he was hiding nearby.

The fog entered every rat hole, every gap between bricks to find what he was looking for.

Juan didn’t have to wait long.

For more,

“Lets see what you can do.”

Juan grabbed hold of his dagger in reverse. During his time researching Valte swordsmanship, not once had Juan been lackadaisical in further developing his sword skill.

Considering all of the empire’s swordsmanship originally derived from Valte swordsmanship, it wasn’t a stretch to say that Juan had mastered all existing swordsmanship and was looking to evolve it.

The stranger was still standing by, simply observing what Juan was doing. But then Juan completely stopped moving just like his opponent. Considerable time went by in silence.

Then the stranger hastily pulled back.

Seeeuk.

The stranger’s hood was narrowly cut open. If the stranger had been a second late in pulling back, it would have been face instead.

Out of nowhere, Juan’s body moved like fog and tangled itself with the stranger’s body.

Smooth movement that allowed no retaliation. A blade life fog entangled around the stranger and restricted his freedom.

For more,

Although people were now saying Hiveden’s nightlife wasn’t dangerous at all, out of habit, Oppert was hiding himself as he walked.

Hiding himself from the commander of the Hugin knights, Anya.

While holding his breath, Oppert quickened his pace. Not far away, he caught sight of Hiveden’s castle wall.

He searched the nearby area to find the person who was waiting for him. In the corner, he saw the darkness wiggle.

Oppert flinched in surprise but then let out a sigh after seeing the person’s face.

“Juan nim.”

Juan stood with a black cape draped over him, helping him melt into the night. Oppert knew that Juan’s cape was darkness itself.

Nigrato’s essence. The source of impurity and something that Lars once wore as he commanded the countless undead. It was now functioning as Juan’s overcoat.

Grunvalde’s cloak smoothly converged with Nigrato’s essence as if they had been originally one.

“It seems like now it’s fully yours.”

“Certainly does. It’s similar attributes allow it to really fit well with the cloak. As if Grunvalde’s cloak has been enhanced.”

Its value was priceless to say the least as it now was the by product of two whole precious items converging. Oppert suppressed his inner despire as a scholar and handed Juan his luggage and his horse.

“I managed to slip away from Commander Anya, but I’m not sure if she really fell for it. I’ve gotten used to concealing my presence but certainly not at acting.”

Juan, who briefly went silent, shook his head.

“Anya haven’t followed.”

“…….I’m guessing you just checked. That ability. I’m amazed every time I see it.

“I have a keen sense, which is nothing to be amazed at. Anyways, don’t you have something more to give?”

“Yes, I brought it. Although it took me a long time to find it…..”

Oppert took out a small bag from his inner pocket. After slightly opening the bag, Juan saw the broken purple gem inside.

The indeterminate polyhydron.

[1] – Yeah….. it took me 10 mins to finally come up with this name. Yes, it’s a name and it’s one name Czatequzail. Maybe I should put a dash in between??? Hmm

[X] – The author hasn’t mentioned if the stranger’s a male or a female.. I’ll go with ‘he’ for now, don’t be surprised if it’s a she.