Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
The first thing Abel did when he arrived back at his mansion in Triumph boulevard was to order steward Ken to prepare a large amount of meat. He wanted to bring Black Wind into Rogue Encampment, so he needed to prepare enough food for Black Wind for at least ten days. Luckily since Black Wind’s been living in his mansion, they always had a large amount of meat stock up. On top of that, since the weather was cold, the meat could be preserved quite well. After a while, steward Ken brought on the meats.
After Abel had dinner with Loraine, Abel led Black Wind into his room under the unhappy gaze of Loraine.
Black Wind was very excited to be with its owner. As the separation raised, enormous trees surrounded their sights. The alert sensation of Black Wind was triggered, as he got into a protective position in front of its owner. “Woooo” black Wind howled, preparing for the potential danger at any moment.
“It’s ok, Black Wind,” said Abel gently as he hugged Black Wind in his chest, trying to comfort it.
“Woooo woooo!” Black Wind had become calmer as he lightly leaned against Abel.
“Black Wind, I need you to fight alongside me!” Abel did not say these words out loud. He only sent this message through his soul chain with Black Wind.
When Black Wind sensed a battle was coming, all his muscles began to tense up. Black Wind was born to fight, and Abel could clearly felt that.
“Nice!” Abel let out a big laugh as he padded Black Wind, and freed it from the hug.
Abel first turned off the movement of the weak little souls and took out a scroll of town portal. He then injected his mana into it, and an oval shape blue water wave portal appeared.
Suddenly, Abel realized this portal was too small. It was only suitable for humans, and by this point, Black Wind had largely exceeded the size of this door. Abel deeply sighed within. It seemed like his idea of fighting alongside Black Wind wasn’t going to work out.
As Abel was still thinking, Black a Wind caught Abel off guard and stuck its paw directly into the portal.
“Black Wind, No!” Abel shouted, and the enormous body of Black Wind vanished in front of his eyes.
Abel felt a cool breeze in his heart. The memories of Black Wind as a little mount wolf, trying to be cute and running alongside him, to the memories of Black Wind slowly growing up, yearning for his attention, and riding through the blazing wind, all flashed before the eyes of Abel.
“Black Wind, please be ok!” Abel was trying to connect with Black Wind through the soul chain, but there was no reply.
“That’s right, let’s go to Rogue encampment to take a look!” Abel mumble as he stepped into the portal.
As Abel was still in vertigo through the teleportation, he felt an enormous black shadow leaning against his body. After he had woken up, he saw that Black Wind was still in perfect condition leaning by his side.
“Black Wind, you scared the life out of me!” Said Abel with a slightly hoarse laughing tone.
Abel felt In his heart that Black Wind wanted to fight alongside its owner no matter how dangerous. Abel had never felt so much certainty in his body.
“Ok, let’s fight together.” Shouted Abel, feeling like he could take on an army of ten thousand as his voice filled every corner of the Rogue Encampment.
Abel had learned his lesson after this, and he should be more careful and plan things out better. If he tested out the portal with other large animals first before bringing Black Wind, he wouldn’t be hit with such a shock. If Black Wind was lost just like that, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Black Wind was a mount on paper, but it was always a child in the heart of Abel. Ever since Black Wind was born, it began following Abel. Abel watched it learn how to walk, slowly grow up and slowly became the giant it is today.
Before entering a battle, they must first make sure they were well prepared. The exploding big swords had been used up, and it needs refills.
Abel also needed to finish his meditation practice for today, it was crucial to his progress, and he could not miss a day. When Abel was meditating, Black Wind did not disturb him.
Black Wind’s intelligence had relentlessly increased after Abel had used the “mount enhancement technique.” Furthermore, every since he had become a king of beasts, it could clearly understand every word of Abel, and the soul chain just made simple interaction even easier.
An hour of meditation passed by in a flash. His progress was still very slow. Maybe he should try again hunt a soul beast for a crystal core.
Abel dedicated his next following three days ruthlessly forging exploding big swords and practicing spells. Every time he used up his mana, he would forge, and once his mana recovered, he would practice spell again.
He only used a Knight’s big sword to make those exploding big swords because he was used to them ever since he was young. The most training he had gotten was using a Knight’s big sword. The weapon we were most familiar with was a Knight’s big sword. And ever since he became a Blacksmith Master, his most forged weapon was also a Knight’s big sword.
So you could say that every single muscle of Abel had deep muscle memory of using a Knight’s big sword. He deeply understood every inch of a Knight’s big sword from the inside out, and he knew out to threw a Knight’s big sword as far as possible without even thinking.
An exploding big sword was caused by a failed rune damaging the elements of a big sword. This ignited the core power of a magical gem, scattering the pieces of the sword in all directions. As Abel’s forging skills continued to increase, the toughness of his swords also increased. This allowed every piece that’s been blown outwards even more powerful and penetrable.
Abel had made 11 exploding big swords, filling up all the space in his personal storage room, the food, and the super exploding big sword. He had also made a full ice magic armor for his brother Zach.
Seeing the 11 exploding big swords, Abel’s confidence raised by miles. Now that he had Black Wind’s speed and the 11 exploding big swords, he could kill a fallen shaman if he just was careful. Once the fallen shaman was killed, all those other fallens couldn’t do anything to him. At most, he just needed to use Black Wind’s speed and use the ‘flying kite’ technique to slowly clean them up.
“Black Wind, Let’s go!” Said Abel to the doing nothing, almost falling asleep Black Wind.
“Wof!” As soon as Black Wind heard Abel’s calling, he immediately gained an enormous amount of energy, howling to the sky.
Abel hopped on to the back of Black Wind as Black Wind viciously accelerated. Its speed was so fast, Abel couldn’t even open his eyes. It seemed like Black Wind had been bored to death these past few days.
When they left the Rogue encampment, Black Wind was filled with excitement. The grounds were filled with grass, Black Wind’s favorite environment. Black Wind’s instinct passed down by its ancestors told it that places with grass are the best.
Abel remembered it used to take him to get to the camp of the fallens by walking, but under the speed of Black Wind, it took him no time.
Sitting on the back of the 3 meters tall Black Wind, Abel took out his telescope. Now, he no longer needed to climb up somewhere to see the red ocean.
Abel began to search for the trace of the fallen shaman. The fallen shaman was also entirely red like the other fallen. The only difference was that it held a big magic cane in one hand and a short knife in another. Since these characteristics were not obvious, and because the fallens were constantly moving around their camp. It made finding the fallen shaman even harder.
Abel knew the search is unavoidable, but he was unsure how many fallen shaman there were. A little carelessness could lead to big mistakes, so it was still better to spend more time closely examining the conditions of the fallen camp.
One by one, Abel had almost compared over thousands of fallen with the next. In the end, he was certain there were three fallen shamans. These fallen shamans were very cunning. They were always surrounded by 10 of the tallest fallens to hide. However, because of this discovery, once Abel found the first fallen shaman, the other two were easy to find.
“Black Wind, go!” With the shout of Abel, Black Wind accelerated to the camp of the fallen.
“Gu du! Gu du!” When Abel was around 100 meters from the camp of the fallen, some fallen had already begun to alert. All the fallen in the camp cluttered up into a chaotic ball.
“Gu du! Gu du!” But with a serious-sounding call, the fallen began to get organized.
The closest 100 fallen to Abel began to rush towards Abel. Seeing this scenery, Abel began to frown. He was not expecting the fallen shaman to be this clever, that it could control the fallen to attack and defend.
“Black Wind, Closer!” With Abel’s commanded through the soul chain, Black Wind had gotten very close to the fallen. It seemed like he could even smell the stink of the fallen.