"Just one person? And he isn't even carrying a weapon!"
Now, not only was the captain astonished, even the other two Blazing Flame Lands soldiers who were still resting were dumbfounded. "There's no one else?! He came looking for us alone—how dare he?!"
"What does he think he's doing, coming after us by himself?"
"Looking closely, he's actually quite pretty..."
—No, it wasn't that simple.
Frowning deeply, the captain knew full well that things were not so simple... This White Folk youth truly had some skill. Though it had been an ambush, he had indeed killed the knight leading the tracking squad.
He was not as cowardly and pessimistic as the Machina Church nuns, but neither was he as crude and blindly optimistic as his subordinates.
Raising his sword, he noticed strange metal inscription marks on the young White Folk's left arm... Had he been corroded by the ruins? That was not particularly rare. Most of the time, it was even a good thing, allowing one to sense some of the ruins' mechanisms.
The problem was that the other party's Origin Matter aura was exceedingly strange. For the moment, he could not determine which stage of the First Energy Level the youth was at.
Surely this old veteran of so many years can't be inferior to him.
With that thought, he decisively gave the order. "Kill him!"
Immediately afterward, the captain charged forward, while his two remaining attendants roared and rushed ahead as well.
But the Machina Church nun and the other surviving priest merely watched the three charging men with numb, pitying eyes.
Tap, tap—Bang.
Within three seconds of the trio charging forward, accompanied by two light tapping impacts, two Blazing Flame Lands soldiers' corpses flew backward and landed silently amid the pooled water and bones.
A perfectly clear