League of Legends in Multiverse: From FGO (Vol. 1, Chapter 215)
Chapter 9

League of Legends in Multiverse

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His ability-enhanced senses gradually sank into an ultimate state. He swiftly sensed the entire surrounding environment and every living being—the breaths of both prey (Titans) and ordinary humans.

"Thump—! Thump—! Thump—! Thump—!"

The usually imperceptible sound of heartbeats became crystal clear beneath his enhanced hearing, pounding at a rapid rhythm.

That was—the Hunting Rhythm!

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Inside the Walls

"Do you think Titans might suddenly break into Shiganshina District?"

"No, no, no... No matter how you think about it, that's impossible. Nothing has happened for a hundred years already, so all we need to do is keep drinking our little booze and doing nothing."

"—Rather, if the time ever comes when us Garrison Regiment soldiers need to fight, then things will be truly bad."

The noisy chatter and discussions reached his ears. The Garrison Regiment soldiers, drinking afternoon liquor and idly chatting, were utterly unaware of the figure standing atop the wall.

Of course, there was no way they could have noticed him.

After activating Hunting Rhythm and awakening his ultimate predatory abilities, Lianye had not only enhanced his five senses to a terrifying, godlike level, allowing him to detect the breaths of living beings (prey) within 5,500 yards, but his body had also become completely concealed within space. No one could detect his trace.

If Lianye suddenly leapt out to attack at that moment, those Garrison Regiment soldiers probably would not even know how they had died.

—Of course, he had no interest in that. Only valuable prey was worth the Pride Stalker making a move. These useless soldiers clearly did not catch Lianye's eye.

After crossing the wall, Lianye finally saw an ordinary crowd—not one or two scattered traces of people, but a bustling district.

It was an exceedingly unfamiliar sight to him.

Not only because Lianye had spent the past period tempering himself in the Outside Wall Area, without coming into contact with other people.

More importantly, this world of Attack on Titan did not possess the civilization or technology of the modern world. It was relatively poor and backward, roughly equivalent to Europe in the twelfth to fourteenth centuries—the Middle Ages. Thus, these sights were quite unfamiliar to him.

From atop the wall, Lianye swept his gaze downward. In the corners of the traditional neighborhood streets, all kinds of vendors called out as they sold goods such as fish, meat, fruit, and vegetables. Though it was limited to the Inside Wall Area, humanity seemed to be living quite peacefully—peacefully like livestock being raised.

The houses within were all ordinary, single-story tiled structures, not poured from concrete but old-fashioned buildings constructed from simple stone and wooden planks. The passing vendors pushed simple wooden carts as well. It was difficult to imagine that a world with such backward material conditions could have built walls so tall and magnificent.

This wall, at least fifty meters high and capable of overlooking both the inside and outside of the city, lay right beneath Lianye's feet. That was why he could not help but feel this way.

—Look. From up here, humans looked like ants (trash).

Although he wanted to deliver such standard villain-boss mockery, Lianye restrained the urge to complain.

In theory, no one could detect him while he was in FullDive, but that did not mean Lianye could simply do whatever he pleased.

"I won't do things like murder or arson, but stealing a set of clothes should be fine, right..."

Lianye leapt down from the wall and landed in the courtyard of a house, casually taking a neatly dried robe from the line.

From what he had overlooked atop the wall, as well as what he had learned about the world of Attack on Titan long ago, people in this world generally wore linen clothing. Even nobles wore nothing more than somewhat better silk. Therefore, twenty-first-century jackets and jeans would look terribly out of place in this world.

The sunlight was strong, and the robe had long since dried. Lianye casually took one, then removed his original sweatshirt jacket and directly wrapped himself in the robe.

That gave him even more of a hunter's feel, and it kept him from being treated as an oddity.

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