188 Leaving Misty Town
“Fine. Let’s us sworn with blood.”
“And what is your name anyway?”
“George, you?”
“Arthur, wait a second. Your name is George. That is… peculiar.”
“Laugh at it, and you will die.”
George was still chained but used a mysterious power to make a small cut on his arm, and the blood flew over, standing in mid-air.
Arthur did the same with his sword, and George was the first to swear when both blood touched.
“I, George, swear not to harm Arthur or those he cares about. I will also help him whenever I am free of this place.”
“I, Arthur, swear to do anything in my power to help George escape this place and promise not to harm him in any way.”
After they were done with the blood pact, George explained how Arthur could free him of that place, and it was not as easy as he thought.
“You saw when I drained their life force? This fucking plant is draining my life essence, so the only way for me to escape is to recover some of my strength,”
“The only way for me to do that is by you giving me fresh corpses of at least rank one official mage, but the stronger they are, the better.”
“Rank 1 mages or higher? Aren’t these in another realm of power? I assume I can only find them in the central continent.”
“Yes, about that. Try to reach the highest circle you can in this area. When you find a bottleneck, look for me and explain how to move out and reach the central continent. There, you will find more opportunities to increase your power.”
“I will leave you a mark. That way, we can talk mentally when on the same planet.”
George waved his hand, and a symbol appeared on Arthur’s forearm, like a tattoo. It was a design of a giant with horns and wings covered in a black substance. Arthur guessed it was the same giant from George’s bloodline.
Arthur was hoping to get an instant increase in power when exploring the canyon, but it was not that bad of a trip. He got to know more about his demonic powers, but these were still unknown to him.
For him to have that, he needed to have the bloodline of the Monlog Giant, but that was not possible. There was no way Placidusax, who was somehow merged with Arthur, had that bloodline.
The only explanation meant Arthur himself had it, but how? Could the mages from this world travel to Earth? That could be a thing, but for now, he would not unravel the mystery of his lineage.
After Arthur was done talking with George, he left the canyon area, returning to the city of Misty Town, which looked the same as when he left.
Those adventurers he met back in that cave had already left the town, trying to reach the central city of the dark lands, where most opportunities were.
Arthur also wanted to reach that place, but the reason behind it was to conquer it, yet, little by little, he was starting to have other feelings about it.
Humans and elves portrayed the dark races and the dark lands as a place of evil, death, and all things related. Arthur also had that feeling before, but every time he saw the dark elves, vampires, and orcs, working every day, just like everyone else, it made him think otherwise.
They weren’t that bad, but the hatred between them and humans and elves seemed unrepairable. Arthur wanted to help them but could not let them harm the people he cared about.
It was not an easy situation to deal with. Arthur had millions of thoughts, but someone walking in the streets of Misty Town came to him, smiling.
“You? This must be destiny. Are you leaving town?”
The person who asked was a gorgeous dark elf, the shop owner where Arthur got his information from, and the strange pocket watch.
“I am, yes. Why?” Arthur said.
He could guess what she wanted; travel along with him. It was so obvious, but Arthur still acted clueless.
“Well, it turns out I decided to move to the capital with the money you gave me and perhaps start a shop there, away from this dead town,” she said, extending her hand, “I am Deulara.”
“Akhur.”
“So? Can I go with you? The roads are too dangerous for a princess like me,” Deulara said.
With a glance, Arthur could tell it was all but drama.
“Fine, but I hope you are not annoying.”
Arthur saw no problem in that. Also, Deulara had more information about the area than Arthur, even after his research, so maybe she would come in handy during their trip.
Deulara kept talking, saying she wanted to leave the town as quickly as possible; Arthur saw himself leaving Misty Town without resting after coming back from the canyon.
“Let’s go then. Are you running away or something?”
“No, just excited. I went to the capital once, you know, when I was little. My grandfather was the one who brought me there.”
“So?”
“It is so vivid, completely different from this dead town. You will know once we get there.”
She did not know that Arthur had seen countless cities, but he still smiled, seeing how happy she was with just leaving her town.
At that moment, George, who had seen Arthur a few moments ago, sent a request through the mark he placed on Arthur, asking them to ‘link’.
George explained that not only did the mark allow him to send voice messages, but he could also use a link function, where he would see things as if he were Arthur.
Arthur could cut the link at any time. He accepted it, and George’s voice soon rang inside his head.
“Who is this gorgeous dark elf? Is she your girlfriend?”
“Where are we going? Arthur? Arthur?”
Within seconds Arthur regretted having activated the link…
“George, calm down. You look like someone who had been trapped without contact for years….”
“This joke is not funny anymore, bastard!”
“It is funny to me.”
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A few hours after Arthur and Deulara left Misty Town, someone new walked in.
“Where are you? You killed my grandson Michael and think you can escape?”