Ice-Flame Forest (4)
The three Earthlings began to clean up the murder scene the moment their excitement subsided.
The bodies of Latnains didn’t disappear as Aliens’ corpses did.
However, it wasn’t as difficult to dispose of bodies as it was on Earth.
The world they were living in had magic.
“Let’s just hide it secretly and then throw it out of the city.”
Maxwell grinned as he stuffed Hunters’ bodies into his pouch.
The bodies of four people all fit well in it.
It wasn’t idiotic to hide the bodies in it since it was made for storing items, and people rarely checked such private instruments.
Of course, only inanimate objects could be put in it.
Living things were impossible to store inside it.
In other words, they could put in human heads, human arms, human bodies, and human legs, but they couldn’t put in breathing human beings.
Grace looked back at her colleagues after erasing the bloodstains through Spiritualism.
“I’m hungry. Let’s eat now.”
“Yes, it’s been a long time since I had a proper meal.”
Consented, Ruslan tapped his pocket.
The flickering sound of gold coins rang beautifully into their ears.
“We’ve got a lot of money thanks to the damn Thunder King, don’t we?”
To find the incarnation of Kybriel, Garhan provided the Aliens with sufficient support.
For fast mobility, expensive portable Golem steeds were given to them one by one. He also gave them sufficient armor, high-quality items such as space storage pouches, and a generous budget.
Their quality of life had improved tremendously compared to their miserable days of wandering around Akhtarun with a rusty sword and rags.
“There’s no reason to appreciate it.”
“It’s all money he earned from the Spirit Stones we dug out of the monster corpses.”
With their long-starved desire for murder quenched, it was time to meet their other cravings.
All kinds of dark desires were present in places where money and people gathered.
The three Earthlings went to the amusement street of Serhithran.
They ordered expensive drinks, dishes, prostitutes, all for the sake of satiating their pleasures.
It would’ve been a rather unbecoming place for Grace, but she looked unbothered.
“It’s not uncommon in Akhtarun, anyway.”
They released their pent-up anger for being trapped in that prison.
They fell asleep after that.
The next day, the Earthlings once again killed a group of Hunters.
Then, they went back and forth to the amusement street and lived their lives to the fullest.
The next few days were the same.
They continuously gratified their appetites and sexual desires, as well as their thirst for murder.
Few people could receive such luxuries in Akhtarun.
They couldn’t get out.
There was no means of escape.
They’ve spent their days like that until the third day came.
Ruslan, after killing Hunters, suddenly sighed as he returned to his lodgings.
“Is it okay to play around like this? We must look for the Goddess…”
They were getting worried.
For the Earthlings of Akhtarun, the Thunder King was the epitome of their hatred, but at the same time, he was also their overwhelming fear.
The other members of their party were stunned for a moment.
But soon, Maxwell snorted.
“She can’t be found. No, in this vast continent, of all things, there’s no way the Goddess will ever appear in front of us.”
“Yeah, I’d have a better chance of getting a jackpot at a casino…”
Grace lost her train of thought.
Her eyes widened in disbelief.
“… What?”
A group of Hunters passed by before their eyes.
The party was composed of a handsome red-haired man, a silver-haired cute girl, a huge muscular warrior, and a tall black-haired beauty.
The trio didn’t look different from the numerous Hunters in Serhithran.
Hence they just casually passed by them.
But the Earthlings couldn’t just let them pass by.
Ruslan rubbed his eyes.
“Wait, what’s wrong with me?”
Maxwell answered blankly.
“… I think it looks the same to me.”
Among the team of four mixed Hunters who just passed them, the status of the black-haired beauty popped up in the eyes of the three Earthlings.
[Race: Goddess Lv. Unknown]
Grace let out a bewildered voice.
“… Did we just hit the jackpot?”
* * *
After returning to the inn, Ryu Han-bin checked the statuses of Artis and Effir with the Guideline.
[Race: Human. Wizard Lv. 67.]
[Race: Human. Mana Swordsman Lv. 68.]
“You’ll reach your target level in about three days.”
They sighed deeply at Han-bin’s words.
“It’s not all about leveling up…”
“I can’t digest the energy at all.”
It had been five days since they arrived in the Ice-Flame Forest.
Thanks to Kibie’s addition to the team, Artis and Effir managed to raise their levels at an alarming rate.
But that was all.
It was all just energy stuck in a core. While their levels had risen in figures, their skills had barely changed.
Before digesting the energy and turning it into their own, the two were still just a Mage and a Magic Swordsman in the level of early 60s.
Still, Kibie insisted on following her original plan.
“That’s not enough to burst their cores yet. Just fill it up regularly and digest it on the way to Serkaltan.”
She seemed eager to find Baotolt, the Sword King.
Well, it was Baotolt, not the party of Han-bin she had been initially looking for.
“But.”
Han-bin became curious.
“If your goal is to find the Sword King, why didn’t you just go straight to Serkaltan instead of coming to us?”
Kibie was not an ordinary human being.
Not only was her level immeasurable, but she was an Aura user of over level 80.
“It wouldn’t have been hard to find the Sword King by yourself, right?”
She shook her head.
“I didn’t think of that back then. I couldn’t find Baotolt, so I thought I’d find my next assistant.”
So she had chosen Han-bin and his group.
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