Chapter 10: First Energy Summon (1)
Elliot listened to them intently, his gaze fixed on the group as they spoke.
'These bastards have good information. It seems that among the great powers of the city, the Clarks' audacity and notorious reputation is well known.'
Naturally, Elliot was annoyed to hear the latter, but it wasn't surprising. However, this information was invaluable and would help him to act cautiously while also strengthening his resolve that he had to kill those damned bastards as soon as possible.
'I will keep growing stronger... until the day I can cut off your head, you damned bastard,' John and his father flashed through his mind, fueling the simmering rage within him.
Although he would usually act calmly and control himself most of the time—something he had learned from his father, who was once the most powerful man in Loen—the fire in his heart recalling how badly John had treated his family continued to grow, and he had not stopped doing so in the last two years.
His fists clenched. Then, without another thought, he turned and disappeared into the depths of the forest, searching for more beasts.
Just as he left, several hooded figures leaped through the trees, landing near the group he had been observing. They looked at them for a moment and then silently continued deeper into the forest.
Those bunch weren't the ones they were looking for.
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And so, the hours passed.
Venturing into an open dungeon like this alone was reckless for someone as weak as Elliot. But he wasn't afraid to do so—not because he was confident in his abilities but because he knew that if he were to hesitate, it would mean his death.