The Master of Uradan

The nest was cleaved in two parts, and the queen of the wasps, almost twice as big as the others, was dead on the ground. No wasp was strong enough to put up a fight against the three immortal-like men.

Rohan was numbed as he stared as the region in front of him filled with yellowish blood and body parts. The whiteness of the dresses the men were wearing was as immaculate as ever. Their blades were as clean as before the fight, and their opponents were all dead at their feet.

It wasn't hundreds of wasps as Rohan had thought, but several thousand. Now, all their bodies were on the ground, cleanly cut in two halves. The three men weren't showing any emotions, as if they were doing a daily exercise.

The leader, Vaal, ordered the two others to leave, and without wasting more time, they left toward the place they were coming from. Rohan's heart chilled on his chest as he slowly left his hiding spot. Unfortunately, he was forced to advance through this disgusting area if he wanted to follow those men.

Although the dress wasn't limiting his movement, he still felt slightly restrained by it. While Rohan was searching for some excuses, his shoes nearly splashed on a pool of yellowed pool. From the start, those men didn't let any fluids touch their bodies, why did Rohan find out that trying to do so was so difficult?

All the wooded area was filled with bodies and blood on the ground, with the trees, leaves, and bushes all around filled with fluid dripping on the ground. The small number of places devoid of anything were making it virtually impossible for Rohan to walk through this area without touching anything.

But Rohan wasn't really trying to do so. He didn't want to pass through the area at high speed. Firstly he wanted the trio to move a bit, and secondly, this place was a giant treasure trove!

Since the men didn't want any of those, Rohan took once again the mask of a scavenger as he rushed all over the area. He didn't have the time to gather everything, but he took out the most magical cores he could along his way. Obviously, he wouldn't forget the one inside the corpse of the wasp queen.

The core was slightly bigger than the other ones, and the amount of mana inside seemed to be boundless. Rohan was overjoyed as such an encounter gave him an incredible opportunity.

A few minutes later, he was finally out with the trio tens of meters away. They weren't moving rapidly, and that made Rohan sigh with relief, as otherwise, he would have lost them already.

After this terrible slaughter, the group didn't meet any more beasts along the way. Soon, they stopped for the night and lit a fire on the ground. They also put a tent on the ground, but as Rohan was too far away as he didn't want to be too near those freaks, he could only frown.

From where those people were taking out their items? Even the fire seemed to appear suddenly. Every time Rohan tried to light a fire, it took him nearly an hour of an overly frustrating effort.

The more the young man watched those men, the more his morale plummeted toward the abyss. Was he that weak in everything?

The trio didn't even put a guard and simply chose to sleep inside their tents. While the night was slowly flowing, Rohan was sitting on the ground as he meditated along with some magical cores.

He was still tens of meters away from the men, and although it wouldn't be incredible with their strength to feel the ripples of mana, Rohan thought it was curious that he wasn't found in the village.

If he could sense the mana coming from Beginner Warriors or Intermediate Warriors, it was strange for those terrifying men to not feel his own power. But after all, Rohan hadn't sensed any mana on their bodies, so they were maybe unable to see it themselves.

Either way, Rohan didn't take the risk to climb up a tree, and as he didn't want to sleep there, he decided to make countless meditations to keep some vigilance around him. His mind was fully focused during meditation, so he couldn't pay attention to his surroundings. But since he only maintained them for a few minutes, it shouldn't be a problem.

Soon, the sun once again announced the start of a new day. Rohan observed as the three men left their tents to eat breakfast. Rohan didn't know where the water and food were coming from, but the smell made his mouth salivate.

He took out a piece of cold meat from his bag to eat it. Sadly, he didn't have the time to smoke and dry some of the meat he had, so he knew that the quantity he had right now was only enough for a day or two. But it should be fine, Rohan believed he would arrive today at the place those freaks were coming from.

But as the day continued, as the trio kept running in a straight line toward a direction, Rohan felt that something was amiss. He followed behind them, rushing through the dense foliage while trying to minimize the rustling. He thought that they should reach their destination on this day, but contrary to his expectation, the night was falling a second time without any city or anything in sight.

The three men had appeared the day after he had taken the orb. It was obvious they were searching for it. But now, after more than a day and a half of traveling, they were still inside the forest. Rohan thought that it was because they were going to a place different from the one they were coming from, but the next few days, he felt uneasy.

Day after day, night after night. Rohan kept following them through the forest, keeping a distance of several tens of meters with them. They had encountered some magical beasts along the way, only to easily dispose of them. The terrifying men didn't care about the mana cores, and they all fell inside Rohan's hands at the end.

At least this trip was a good one.

Until one day.

The sun shone in the sky, showing off its might and overlooking the world. The intense light burned Rohan's eyes, as he felt like crying when he looked at the blue sky.

He was in the forest, but a few meters away, the countless trees became lesser and shorter, then finally vanished, allowing the sky to be fully seen. Further away, stood a village, or more exactly a small city in the middle of green grassland.

Surrounding it, a large palisade with strange engraving on it encompassed a huge area. Facing the forest, was an opened double door with a guard standing there. Like the three men that Rohan had followed for several days, he had a white dress wrapping his body, with a saber at the waist. He was a middle-aged man, and the instant he saw the trio coming his way, he warmly welcomed them.

"Vaal! Finally there, did you find anything?" The three men came his way before the leader answered. Rohan couldn't see their faces, but they seemed to be happy.

"Yes, I even discovered the culprit, I believe the elders will be interested."