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Kraft loosened his grip on the knife and slowly handed it back to Gu Yuan. The disappearance of danger made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Once the surroundings quieted down, he listened to the question, pondered for a moment, and then shook his head in reply:

"This isn't really a technique; it's just releasing the internal energy through the weapon."

"You can fix the form of your aura with the help of weapons. If you want to try, you can do it too."

"Speaking of which..."

He abruptly changed the subject, a look of confusion suddenly appearing on his face. He looked Gu Yuan up and down and couldn't help but ask,

"Sir, are you a soldier?"

When I first saw Gu Yuan selling supplies, I thought he was a monk who was also a merchant.

To everyone's surprise, a weapon was pulled out, and it was of exceptionally high quality, clearly not something that had been casually prepared.

Gu Yuan lowered his gaze, sweeping over the corpses of ants scattered on the ground, some of which had already turned to ashes and disappeared.

He gently shook his head: "I am indeed a soldier, but..."

He turned and walked toward safety, his boots making a soft crunching sound as they rubbed against the sand and gravel.

While occasionally glancing to see if any more ants appeared, he roughly recounted the cause and effect of the matter.

He concealed the fact that he came from another world and that he was favored by a sacred object, only saying that his physique was somewhat special.

If there were no magic power within him, he wouldn't have been able to temper his body.

Only by reaching the central continent can things possibly turn around.

"This place is very far from the central continent, and I was worried about encountering dangers along the way, which is why I came here to collect some magical items or spellbooks..."

Gu Yuan's tone gradually shifted from calm to wistful as he gazed at the faint outlines of stalactites visible in the darkness.

He continued, building on the positive atmosphere he had created:

"Through this experience, I have roughly understood that only by mastering the external release of battle qi can one be considered to have truly entered the inner sanctum."

Kraft.

He suddenly turned around, his gaze fixed intently on the other person.

"I can now imbue my weapons with battle aura. Where does that stand for a warrior?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Kraft's eyes showed a thoughtful expression, and he stroked his chin and nodded.

So that explains why Gu Yuan, despite being a "monk," always carried a weapon; it was due to a physical issue...

He sighed inwardly, "Poor child, may the goddess protect you."

He waved, gesturing for Amy, who had lost her companion, to follow behind, and then, in a calm tone, reassured her:

"I'd say it's barely beginner level, but..."

He patted Gu Yuan on the shoulder.

"Don't be discouraged. Considering how long you've been a soldier, achieving this is already quite remarkable."

It would take a normal person at least a year to go from zero to mastering fighting spirit, because willpower doesn't grow out of thin air.

Kraft paused, his eyes holding a deeper meaning, and continued to ask:

"Excuse me, when you asked me the name of that move earlier, were you trying to master it?"

Gu Yuan hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

Just as he was pondering how many years it would take him to learn this move.

"Tap—tap tap—"

A series of hurried footsteps sounded not far away, as if someone was running in a hurry, instantly drawing Gu Yuan's attention back.

He looked up sharply, and thanks to the disappearance of the fog, he saw a team rushing out from around the corner.

The moment Gu Yuan saw them, their gazes also turned towards him.

Sangfu's gaze had just settled when it was suddenly drawn to the corpses scattered on the ground behind Gu Yuan.

The boundless red wave stunned her for a second. Her red lips parted slightly, and then she gasped as if she were seeing a hallucination, instinctively covering her mouth with her small hand.

"What...what's going on?!"

The surprise she felt was beyond words.

Such a large quantity, actually...

They're all dead?

……

……

"Um?"

Gu Yuan glanced at Sang Fu's pointed ears and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. Where did this elf come from?

Although they might have come for food, seeing them armed and ready to fight at the slightest provocation, something just didn't seem right.

He subtly adjusted his posture, shifting his weight backward, and let his right hand hang naturally near the hilt of the knife.

Who are you?

He noticed the female elf's gaze constantly sweeping over him...

—So it really is all about food?

Are you trying to rob me?

If that's the case, then he won't be sleepy anymore.

He quietly pushed open the scabbard with his thumb, and the metal scraping together produced a faint "click" sound, which was particularly clear in the silence.

"Wait a minute."

Sang Fu suddenly raised her hand and made a pause gesture, indicating to Gu Yuan to calm down.

She didn't want to start a fight for no reason. Now, a question was stuck in her throat: who killed these monsters?

Such a large-scale, precise massacre is something even my senior sister might not be able to achieve.

The master might be able to, but you can't say that there's a powerful expert in this team who's comparable to the master, can you?

This is utterly absurd.

Taking a deep breath, she stared intently at the four people, her voice slightly strained:

"Who dealt with these monsters?"

Directly opposite, Kraft frowned.

Although he didn't know Sangfu's identity, he still hesitated for two seconds, took a step forward, and said calmly:

"it's me."

Sangfu's gaze immediately locked onto him.

He glanced at her ears, a sudden realization flashing in his eyes.

They're from the same race, that explains it. Elves can't judge age by appearance, so he might be as old as his master.

But another question arises: why would such powerful spirits stay by the side of humans? And two of them at that…

Could it be that he has some kind of prestigious status?

Sang Fu glanced at Gu Yuan discreetly, managed to calm herself down, and gestured for the people around her to put down their weapons.

Then, she bowed slightly, deliberately softening her tone, and introduced herself: "Nice to meet you..."

After stating her name, she continued:

"I've heard you sell delicious food here? Could you sell us a few?"

Start by using food to build rapport, which will naturally lead to the next topic.

I spent ages trying to figure out that donut, and my hands got all sticky, so I just threw it away halfway through. I figured I'd better see how the fresh one is.

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuan frowned, somewhat confused about the elf's tactics.

But with Kraft by his side, he wasn't afraid even if Kraft suddenly attacked, so he nodded reassuredly:

"Sure, but it's not convenient to talk or trade here. Let's find another place."

He gestured to Kraft with his eyes, and when Kraft nodded slightly, he turned and walked toward the underground river not far away.

The dark river water shimmered in the dim light, and the surrounding space was spacious enough that even if there were ambushes, they could be seen at a glance.

By the way, there's no echo here, so even if you're talking or learning a move, no one will hear you.

Based on the conversation just now, we can tell that Kraft had his own ideas, but they were interrupted by this suddenly appearing elf.

I don't know what her purpose is, so I'd better leave quickly and not hinder my own growth...