blueteamnovel CHAPTER 179 - Rats 1.
CHAPTER 179 - Rats 1.
As the ruined city moved at its pace, Alex practiced his sword art and routine exercise. It was something he had to do every day in order to improve.Some say that monsters like Alex are given everything from birth, making them complacent. For Alex, however, that wasn't true.
Alex had lived a life where he had nothing and talent didn't mean much. There, no matter how talented you were, a single bullet was enough to end you.
Alex knew what struggle was—something compulsory to become stronger on the knight's path.
Many teachers in the academy tell students to struggle, but not many can actually do it.
"Phew..." A turbid breath left his lips as Alex finally relaxed.
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His gaze turned to the floor of the room as he sighed. 'I guess this is the lowest damage I could do,' he thought as he saw the whole room, from the ceiling to the corner of the room, filled with blade marks, even though all he did was train barehanded.
Alex's speed was so fast that the crackling of wind and the pressure of his strike—even with his power output minimized—was enough to leave marks on the debilitated room.
[Well, you can pay the innkeeper some meat, and that guy wouldn't care if you destroy the whole inn,] interjected Sophie, causing Alex to chuckle.
'True,' he said before he took out the communication device.
With his exercise nearly done, Alex had decided to call Zahara and Mira.
As he pushed his mana into the device, Alex moved with methodical precision. The device rang as his bare hands pressed against the worn wooden floor, the creaks blending with his steady breath as he lowered himself and pushed up.
Sweat glistened against his skin, despite the chill in the air, his muscles tensing with each repetition. Normally, he wouldn't sweat, but with his strength lowered and the exercise's intensity increased, it was possible.
But the exercise was not all going through his head.
For some reason, he had been feeling a strange sense of crisis since yesterday. The reason for him pushing his body like this was because of that.
He had wanted to wait for a while before, but now Alex had decided to go straight to
Alex paused as he heard her words, and so did Zahara. Mira rarely asked important questions like this, so they were surprised, but Alex soon replied. "The vampires are involved," his voice turned serious as he added, "and some more things that I'm not certain about."
A long silence followed. The gravity of the situation was elevated by folds.
Both Zahara and Mira could tell that things were again going out of Alex's calculations, but for some reason, they felt relieved.
It was as if someone who looked too perfect to them now seemed like a believable entity. They felt like they could reach Alex and help Alex—something that didn't seem possible before.
"Should I come over?" Zahara was the first one to speak, supportive and determined.
Mira, on the other hand, pursed her lips. She wanted to ask the same thing, but she knew that she would just become a burden.
Alex leaned against the worn wall, glancing toward the narrow window, overlooking the city's crumbling streets, smiling warmly. "Both of you are already helping me, though."
Zahara sighed softly, her voice filled with unspoken emotions. "At least call James and the beasts there. I will feel safer with them by your side."
Alex hummed lightly. "I'll see what I can do. But for now, I—" He suddenly paused, his senses sharpening.
"Alex?" Zahara's worried voice came through.
He tilted his head slightly, his gaze locking onto the shadows outside the inn. "I'll have to take care of some rats, lurking around for a while, trying something funny."
He had noticed them for a while, but believing them to be Barbara's goons, Alex let them be. It was their area, so keeping an eye on him was pretty normal.
Now, however, things changed. They weren't just keeping an eye anymore.
A small silence followed as Zahara and Mira heard his words before their voice came. "Be careful."
That was all they said, but there was worry in their voice. Of course, not for long, as Alex's confident reply somehow calmed them.
"Always." With those simple words, Alex ended the call.
Exhaling slowly, he rose to his feet, rolling his shoulders as he stepped toward the window. The morning might have been quiet, but his day was only beginning.