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Chapter 267: The Fish Has Bitten
🕑 Added 2025-06-28 06:52:57 +0000 UTC“Since we’ve settled it, that’s that. It’s getting late, we should head back. Ryu, the bill please.” After settling the alliance matter, Blake waved to the elven girl in the maid outfit.
“Let us treat you this round,” Finn interjected immediately.
“Thank you.” Blake accepted without pretense, simply nodding.
“By the way, Ryu, Syr seems to be feeling unwell. Please ask her how she is for me. I hope she rests well and doesn’t overexert herself.” Blake then met Ryu’s green eyes and said with concern.
“I understand.” Ryu’s eyes flickered slightly, and she nodded.
“Well then, everyone, until next time.” Carrying the unconscious Hestia on his back, Blake left with Lili, disappearing into the night without delay, a smile playing on his lips.
“Being trusted feels really good.” Finn said, watching Blake’s disappearing figure.
“Indeed. However, with this approach, we also need to be more vigilant, lest we do anything that betrays our allies. That would weigh on our conscience.” Riveria also nodded. Blake had only made a verbal alliance, not even signing any documents. This didn’t mean he was careless, but rather that he trusted them.
“Blake has always been like that. He doesn’t care about these things.” Ais also spoke, her golden eyes sparkling with a captivating light.
Lefiya also slightly lowered her pointed ears. Her feelings for Blake were complex. She felt envy and jealousy, but also reverence... and something else. At this moment, due to this small gesture from Blake, the Loki Familia’s favorability towards him instantly surged.
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On the dark road, only starlight and faint candlelight provided illumination. It was sparsely populated and felt eerie. At this time of night, adventurers, tired from a day’s work, were clearly resting, and shops were closed.
“Hey, Blake, why did you choose to form an alliance with the Loki Familia~?” As they walked, Hestia, on Blake’s back, stirred her hand and opened her intelligent eyes. She leaned against Blake’s cheek and asked. Although she smelled faintly of alcohol from drinking fruit wine, it was harmless and even had a unique, captivating fragrance.
“Hestia, you were awake after all.” Hearing this, Blake smiled wryly, answering with a non-sequitur.
Everything Hestia did was for him. Even just now, she hadn’t interrupted him, silently entrusting the decision-making to him, even when Loki was involved. Hestia knew that if she had strongly objected at that moment, Blake would have been in an awkward position. Hestia absolutely did not want to see such a thing happen. And Hestia’s gentle, considerate nature was one of the things Blake liked about her.
“Hmph, although my alcohol tolerance isn’t great, it’s at least better than Loki’s.” Hearing this, Hestia said proudly.
“Yes, yes, yes.” Blake chuckled in agreement.
“Lord Blake, I also want to know the reason for the alliance.” Seeing that their conversation had completely deviated, Lili on the side could only speak up to bring the topic back on track. She was also very curious about Blake’s thoughts.
“Let’s talk about that when we get home. For now, it seems we have guests.” Not answering the question, Blake merely tilted his lips, looking towards the rooftops ahead, and said calmly.
“Huh?!” Hearing this, Hestia and Lili were startled and followed Blake’s gaze. Standing there were seven figures in black light armor, wielding various weapons. Each radiated a powerful aura, comparable to or even exceeding Ais’s. Clearly, among these people, there was at least one Level 6 adventurer, with the rest being Level 5.
“Well, isn’t this lively? You’re quite idle, waiting for us here so late at night.” Blake looked at the group unhurriedly, a half-smile on his face.
As for Hestia, she silently got off Blake’s back. Like Lili, she was very calm. When Blake was Level 1, he could defeat Level 5 Ais. Not to mention, the current Blake was Level 7, with all SSS attributes. He could be considered the strongest adventurer in the world. These people truly weren’t a threat to Blake.
To Blake’s sarcasm, these people did not respond. Instead, they moved in unison from the rooftop, their figures flashing, forming an encirclement around Blake. However, strangely, although their aura was cold, there was no true killing intent from them, which was very peculiar.
“Last time, it seems it was also you tracking us. It ended inconclusively back then. Have you finally decided to emerge now?” Blake scanned them calmly, speaking as if he were chatting casually. This made the group stir, looking at Blake in shock, not expecting that Blake had detected their presence last time.
“Attack.” The next moment, the Level 6 adventurer’s eyes narrowed, and he directly led the charge towards Blake. The sword in his hand swung out several sword shadows in the air, demonstrating decent swordsmanship. The others also unleashed their various abilities, displaying strength that ranked high in Orario. Their coordination was also extremely synchronized; even Finn would likely be helpless against them.
The most important point remained: these people, despite seemingly showing no mercy and aiming their swords, completely avoided Blake’s vital points, only targeting harmless areas like his arms and legs. Furthermore, their attacks weren’t aimed at joints or designed to pierce.
THWACK! Perhaps they could gain an advantage against any adventurer in Orario except Ota, but this time, they were facing Blake, so their defeat was inevitable. In just an instant, before they could even get close or react, sounds of flesh being pierced rang out. All their charging bodies froze, and they incredulously clutched their bellies. There, a sword qi as substantial as reality had completely penetrated their stomachs, causing blood to spurt out wildly. In this short time, they hadn’t seen Blake make any moves, yet they were severely wounded! The gap was like a chasm!
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