Chapter 50: The Lotus Of Truth [2]
Inside the Southern Forest of Grisha, in the deeper parts, where magical beasts roamed around like their habitat, fled instantly at the sight of a man, holding a large container of some kind of fluid.
There were many houses, built with brick, partly destroyed but still with a roof, where he was moving the container to.
As soon as he entered through the door, it kind of teleported him, to an unknown place outside the Kingdom Sylvanna itself.
The place he was teleported to, resembled a desert with literally just mountains of sand as much as the eyes could reach.
A gush of wind blew his bangs, as his face was covered with fresh blood, staining on his silver eye lids, and white muscular skin.
He was barefoot, and the only piece of cloth, covering him was an oversized pant, also with stains of fresh blood on it.
The large container was filled with a green colored fluid, viscous, and foul smelling.
Yet, despite being from a noble house, a Great one at that, he was never disgusted with such foul smells.
Most people, even commoners with cleaning works, would be repulsed by such a sight, but he was not bothered at all.
Instead he sat down on the sand, and unloaded the container on himself, as if he was taking a bath.
"Fuuuh! That felt good!"