The Arcadia System

[Race: Human(Lv.9)]...

[Race: Human(Lv11)]....

[Race: Gray Wolf(Lv.15)]....

Similar information was shown to him as he appraised the dead bodies on his path.

Walking down the trail of bodies, Reve found out that the pile of dead bodies now comprised more of humans than before.

It made him understand that he was walking closer to a human settlement.

The dresses on the corpses were different from those that adventurers wore.

It was most likely they belonged to a native tribe of humans and the only tribe of humans who lived on the island was called Amazons!

They were bad news. Huge bad news!

Mr.Owner had once written that the Amazons were children of wars. They were built to fight and destroy.

It was only after they settled down on the island did they shed off their old ways. Still, they were strong enough for Mr.Owner to regard them with caution, which spoke of their strength.

Reve tried to appraise one of the Amazons.

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"True enough. I have little knowledge about them. Even the compensating function of [Appraisal] can't fix that," pouted Reve.

Still, it was a mystery.

Each Amazon was born with bodily attributes far greater than the average human. 

It made no sense for them to be savagely killed by a rabid creature.

"Hmm…..."

Reve stopped in his path as the trail of corpses broke into two. One still going straight while the other leading to what seemed like the settlement he was looking for.

He meowed and covertly moved closer to the fence of the settlement.

He used his sharp claws to climb over the fence instead of simply walking through the open gates

"This seems worse. The blood mist intensified. I hear nothing. Arghh!! Why can't something be simple?" complained Reve.

He didn't need half his intelligent brain to know that the barren state of the settlement signified that the people that cultivated this piece of land had been rendered...well...barren.

Alright, the joke was a bit stale.

Anyway, Reve's sharp nose picked up on the heavy scent of blood lingering in the already tainted air.

He followed the scent to the first building. It appeared to be a structure meant to host a sizable family.

He had to admit that despite being made of wood, the building could rival those of nobles back on Earth.

It wasn't too big but it was carved up well. 

However, the front door was clawed down by Mr.Killer.

It made Reve reevaluate the size of Mr.Killer. If this mysterious murderous creature was big enough to ram down the door, then his height was half that of a regular tree.

Another reason why he should avoid it at all costs.

Anyway, he had found the family. They were close to the dining room, dismembered to tiny bits

However, the good thing was they were together. Unity!

Family prevails.

It was quite shocking.

Since there was nothing to do in the building, Reve left it and checked other buildings.

It was the same scenario at all buildings. Families, killed in the very house they felt at home at.

It spoke great lengths of the terrifyingly fast means of Mr.Killer. He was looking closer to bag the killer of the year title.

"Oh, something changed here. What was it?"

The beautiful killing style of Mr.Killer seemed to have been broken in this particular house.

The corpses weren't concentrated in one area and were rather chaotic. As if…..

"It didn't work here. It wasn't a one-swipe kill. They fought back, breaking the stealth state of Mr.Killer. but they still died under his claws," analyzed Reve.

His breath quickened as he became more interested in what actually occurred in this settlement.

He followed the clues, "...the others got alerted. They tried to slay the evil beasts. Judging from the dried black bloodstains, I would say they had a chance. The men united under one hero fought for hours, withstanding the deteriorating state of their bodies. Alas, things did not end up like stories written in fables. They died on this very spot. Their lustrous weapons lost their glean and they became foreigners to the land they built."

He was spitting random words.

The corpses were right in front of him in what looked like the center of the settlement, an open square.

Goriness couldn't describe the fate of the warriors who tried to resist the attack.

Reve subtly left the square and kept on searching for nothing in particular.

He just tried to engrave the gloomy environment in his mind.

As a cat, he was made to not care deeply for things. Yet, the death of a tribe reminded him of how little his life was in front of true danger.

He had to become stronger for his cat harem!

With this new goal in mind, Reve walked to the largest building in the settlement.

Entering it, Reve understood that it wasn't a house per se. It was a place for meetings and heavy discussions.

The large building was kept clean. No dead body. No blood splashes.

Ultimately, no one had been here before the attack

Reve "cat-walked" around for a while before noticing something strange.

The floor was a bit too light. His innate physiology allowed him to pick up on little things like that.

"There is something beneath this structure. An underground channel?" mused Reve.

He tapped his paws and traced the vibrations to what looked to an empty corner of the building.

A disappointing look dawned his face as he looked around, "It should be here. An entrance. Wait, an entrance!"

Quickly, Reve rolled away the inconspicuous carpet protecting the wooden floor.

Beneath it was a portion of the floor but the designs in it implied that it could be opened.

Reve struggled to open it with his strength. Finally, after a few minutes he was successful.

He could feel the stuffy air escaping from the hole in the ground.

Just like he had thought, it was an underground cave!