Chapter 68 - Sixty-One: Enemies on a Narrow Road
"Leon, is that kid named Malin really as formidable as you say?" Hiddell van Reynard asked cautiously, standing next to Leon.
He wasn’t a local; he was the eldest son of a powerful Earl from the eastern provinces. Just last month, he had arrived at the Church of the Goddess of Wisdom in Carterburg as an apprentice. Because of a recent minor overspill of undead creatures in the area, Hiddell had gone through great lengths—begging and spending money—to get a relative from out of town to pull some strings for his transfer to Carterburg.
But who could have imagined that, without having to venture into the wilds, a slight spirits outbreak would occur right in an abandoned factory? The local Church assigned him the task, and since plans can’t keep up with changes, Hiddell had to make another detour, eventually getting his friend to introduce him to an apprentice from the Church of the Goddess of Commerce, Leon Skete.
It was said that this kid was a well-known assistant organizer in Carterburg. When Hiddell mentioned his mission, the kid immediately recommended someone named Malin.
Rumors had it that he was not yet twelve years old, small in stature, and smiled at everyone like a child... Ah spit, not like, the brat was truly a genuine kid!
Hiddell consulted a friend because of this, and they nearly got into an argument. Then, a passing acquaintance who heard about it gave him some news.
"Malin, ah, I’ve heard of him. That kid just took down a zombie bride, turned by a giantess from the Church of the War God, the real deal."
At that, Hiddell was at a loss for words—the flying heads and wraiths in the mission report might indeed not be enough for him to kill.
But these were just stories told by others, and the tales grew wilder with each retelling. By this morning, there were even claims that Malin had slain the zombie bride with his sword formations.
That seemed a bit of an exaggeration.