Chapter 69

Chapter 69

Countless stalls lined up in a row, bustling with various races.

Ian was quite immersed in the festival.

Part of the reason was the excitement of experiencing a festival for the first time in a fantasy world.

It was also to avoid being caught.

Every time the target looked back, Ian headed towards the nearby street vendors.

This time, it was a hat vendor.

Give me one rabbit hat, for a beastperson.

Sure, here you go!

Holding the hat in his hand, Ian approached Danya, who was standing there absentmindedly.

Today, she seemed unusually quiet.

The usually lively and playful cat was now listless.

Without saying a word, Ian put the rabbit-eared hat on Danyas head.

Whats this?

Danya tilted her head, then touched the hat.

Along her hand trailed the floppy ears.

A chuckle escaped Ian.

Well, it suits you.

Heh!

Danya lowered her head.

Was she feeling low again?

Ian, still watching his surroundings carefully, went back and forth among the street vendors.

This time, he got a tempting hotdog.

Danya, try this.

Huh?

Ian suddenly stuffed the hotdog into Danyas mouth, who was staring blankly.

Nom nom.

She ate it eagerly. The ears swayed with each chew.

Ians mouth formed a satisfied smile at her appearance.

Thats why people keep pets.

The hat seemed to have been a good buy.

This should muffle the sound to some extent.

The festival grounds would fall into chaos with a loud explosion.

Although beastmen could adjust the sensitivity of their hearing when in combat, a loud noise in a relaxed state could be dangerous.

In the distance, a man walking around caught Ians attention.

He was Yurran Alteach, who had once been in the same group during classes.

Its time for that guy to make a move.

Avoiding Yurrans gaze as he glanced back, Ian bought a sugar-coated fruit. It went straight into Danyas mouth.

Ian I feel f-full

Eat a lot and grow up quickly.

Ugh No! But Ive already grown!

Sure. Sure. You have a lot to do, so you need to be strong.

Strength? Hmm?

They walked like that for a while.

Just as it felt like the hem of his clothes was being tugged, a massive explosion covered the festival.

Boom!

The explosion marked the start of the assassination event.

The deafening noise froze the surroundings.

Then, screams erupted like an infection, spreading from the distant explosion.

Bwaaaaah!

People fleeing in panic.

Ian grabbed Danyas hand.

He needed Danyas help in this incident. Getting swept away by the crowd would be troublesome.

Danya also firmly held Ians hand.

Feeling Ians touch on her covered hand, Danya suddenly regained her senses.

Ian, why are we running towards the explosion?

Do you know Princess Asteria?

Of course, were in the same class

Shes in danger now. We have to save her.

Without further questions, Danya tightened her grip on Ians hand.

Thank you.

Because we are comrades.

Bang! Boom!

Explosions resonated one after another as if bombs were dropping from the sky.

Smoke billowed into the sky.

At a glance, it seemed like a war had broken out with massive explosions.

Youre too much.

His mouth opened coldly.

Even back at the dormitory. When that crazy Sharon didnt even know the subject and you approached. It felt strange since she sneaked in there. No matter how pe*verted, theres no reason to be in the female dormitory at that time.

Thump, thump.

Yurran moved towards the princess.

Youre alive because that person desires you. Know your place. Youre nothing but trash.

Vwoosh

A transparent barrier formed around Yurran.

His signature skill, a protective barrier, was an impeccable non-elemental barrier, impervious to any elemental attacks.

A skill perfectly countering the weakness of Bloodstone Cultists during life force absorption.

He wrapped an arm around the princesss waist, holding her close.

And above all, this person probably doesnt matter much to you. Dont boast unnecessarily. Go your way and forget everything you saw today. My subordinates will help you forget.

A sinister smile returned to his originally repulsive face.

He pressed his mouth to the princesss neck and murmured.

Kill the woman, and subdue the man if possible. If he resists.

Splat.

A chilling sound accompanied the blood flowing from the princesss neck.

One arm should be forgiven by that person.

The two darkened cultists and the cultists bowed their heads towards Yurran.

Step back, Danya.

While Ian murmured, he immediately transformed the Lunar Staff strapped to his waist.

The Lunar, transformed into a shield shape, splattered with blood.

Crack!

Slow down, you b*stard.

The blood cultists occasionally used their blood for a surprise attack.

Ian had already anticipated it.

In the midst of the confused attack by one of the blackened cultists who had approached for a sudden assault.

Kwaaang!

Ians fist surrounded by Lunar struck the cultists skull.

Thump, thump, thump.

Ians heart started beating rapidly in tune with the combat.

There was no time to take a breath, and a spear shot out towards him.

Another blood cultists spear was aimed at him.

He dodged it with his reinforced arm.

Swoosh!

An arrow of grass attribute shot from behind and pierced the cultists forehead.

However, it wasnt enough to finish him off.

Ian, who had approached, grabbed the cultists throat, opening his mouth.

Dishwashing.

Crack!

The blood cultists skull should have disappeared by now.

The purified and lifeless neck fell off.

Two blackened cultists were dealt with at once.

Hoo.

The red-haired man stared at Ian as if amused.

Even though he was on the same side, there was undoubtedly a gap for Ian to be attacked.

If the attack had come at that moment, Ian would likely have been unable to block it.

Nevertheless, the blood person remained silently watching from behind.

You seem to enjoy fighting a bit.

Ian silently observed the Bloodened.

The red hair and blood-like pupils were signs of blood transformation, indicating that he was a master at a high level even within the ruthless Bloodstone Cult.

The Bloodened slowly raised his sword.

The blade was as red as his hair.

Is it a magic sword?

The man brought the blade to his own wrist, drinking the blood that flowed from it.

Ulk, ulk. The sound of drinking blood echoed.

Since you said one arm is fine, then let this guy be prey.

The Bloodeneds new form shot towards Ian.

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