Chapter 52
Clayton continued walking cautiously, ready to unleash an attack at the slightest sign of danger.
After a while, the silhouettes of several people came into view. Clayton relaxed slightly when he realized they were just farmers—his neighbors.
However, their movements and equipment stirred his curiosity. As they passed each other, Clayton quickly understood what was happening. The farmers were carrying various weapons and hunting tools. It was obvious where they were headed.
Bravus, who now led his own group, had become increasingly arrogant. He had even forbidden some people from attending the academy’s conference, instead ordering them to prepare for a hunt.
Many were frustrated by Bravus’s irrational behavior, but having chosen him as their leader, they had no choice but to swallow their anger in silence.
When Bravus spotted Clayton walking alone, his eyes lit up. He wanted to flaunt his authority in front of him.
"Hey, you! Clayton!" he called out.
Clayton, seeing the smug expression on Bravus’s face, felt nothing but annoyance.
"What is it?" he replied flatly.
Bravus didn’t appreciate Clayton’s tone and was about to lash out. Unfortunately for him, Clayton was already in a foul mood after dealing with Arowmfa. He had no patience left for Bravus’s nonsense.
"What? If it’s nothing important, then get out of my way."