Chapter 264: 257 255: Drakarian Anarchy Part 5

Aron moved from den to den, performing the same operation, murdering any Drakar present, adult or child, and leaving only the eggs.

This continued for quite some time, to the point that even he was shocked at how simple a target they were while isolated in their lair.

However, his spotless record was soon broken as the rain slowed and turned into a drizzle.

This happened just as Greile, who had been conversing with Oscar, arrived.

At first, nothing seemed out of place, so she began descending toward the dens. However, something caused her visage to deform as she did so.

"The odour of blood..." She whispered before flying towards the den where the aroma was coming from.

For the most part, Aron killed swiftly and without drawing blood. When confronted with the little young Drakar, he needed to smash their heads in his palm before they could scream.

Greile went to one of these dens and found a terrible sight there.

"Who dares?!"

Her rage-filled shout echoed through the valley, waking several of the sleeping Drakar.

Aron was on the verge of taking yet another life when he turned to face the entrance without reservation.

'I was starting to believe I'd be able to kill every single one without being discovered.'

He was a little disappointed. Nonetheless, he was fortunate to have taken hundreds of lives without being found.

"Greile?"

"What's happened?"

"Is it the olden ones again…"

Those still alive cautiously emerged cautiously from their dens, peering up at Greile, who hovered over the dwelling.

Greile remained motionless and observed as many of the Drakar unveiled themselves.

She noted a significant gap in numbers as they were doing so. It just took a single glimpse for her worry to transform into panic.

"No!!"

She denied, her eyes widening, before flying into another den.

"No! Who did this?!"

Greile, enraged, continued to inspect den after den, but only the eggs were in one piece in each one.

"Greile!!"

A cry suddenly grabbed her attention, and she turned to face it. She then noticed an angry-looking Drakar female pointing to yet another den.

However, an unknown person was in this den, dressed in tarnished silver armour with frayed crimson cloth adorning the waist and shoulders. Of course, it was Aron.

Aron stood confidently at the door without employing disguise to hide his existence, his prominent figure evident to all as he playfully juggled an egg in one hand.

His actions seemed to enrage all of the onlookers even more. Many individuals were curious about the brave being hidden beneath the helm.

"A Tulsa dares!!"

"Kill it!"

"I will rip you apart and feed you to our young."

Many outraged yells erupted from the dens as the Drakar prepared to fly out and attack. Still, Greile was wise enough to recognize that this was no ordinary Tulsa.

"Stop!"

"It's the Tulsa that reduced the westerners into that state. Do not approach it carelessly." Greile warned, her scaly brow wrinkled.

After that, a chuckle sounded from under the helm of the figure they were looking at.

"So you are capable of more than just brutish mannerisms? I'm genuinely surprised that low-born hybrids like you can do that." Aron mocked in a loud voice, surprising everyone.

The shock came not from insulting them but from the fact that he could communicate in what they assumed was their language.

To them, the languages of Pesia employed by humans were nothing more than ramblings of livestock.

"It can communicate!" One of the Drakar screamed, unable to conceal its shock.

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On the other hand, Aron stopped juggling the egg and gripped it more tightly.

"As fascinating as this is, it's time for me to depart. I was only passing by and thought, why not get a small meal while I'm at it? This egg should suffice. I'll be off now."

Aron jumped from the entrance he was standing on and crashed viciously on the ground without notice. However, because he had not exerted force on himself, the collision had little effect.

The last thing he wanted was for them to feel discouraged to face him.

Only his quickness was required for them to feel some optimism, and he delivered.

He charged away from the scene and began racing deeper into the valley without waiting for them to react to his quick fall.

"A small meal?!"

"Low-born!?"

"Brutish!?"

Anger was felt, and hundreds of eyes were drawn to him.

"Wait?!"

Greile's attempt to stop them was drowned out by the sheer volume of flapping wings and angry roars, not to mention the rain gradually returning.

Aron didn't bother looking back, running at nearly full speed across the muddy, damp ground as if it were nothing.

Foosh!~

A swarm of Drakar quickly filled the skies and began following him with unrivalled zeal.

Greile had found herself towards the back because she had delayed acting like the others.

"Wait! Stop!"

Still, she felt something was wrong, so she kept attempting to calm them down and stop them from pursuing.

Unfortunately, given the noise, her voice sounded like a minor key amid an orchestra of roars.

The southern Drakar took pride in their agility and quickness, so they thought they could capture the daring Tulsa, who mocked them.

Any being would be enraged if what they regarded as livestock offended them. Their pride and egos would not allow them to swallow humiliation and resentment.

"It's trying to escape using the narrow path!?"

It didn't take long for the chasing Drakar to form their own opinion about Aron's intentions.

"Don't worry. The path ends at a river that he can't cross!"

"I'll tear his flesh from his bone at that time!"

In a rush of fury, the leading Drakar sped up even further.

It was no longer a race to capture Aron but rather to be the first to seize him and release their seething anger.

As Aron approached the valley's deeper reaches, the water level rose to a point where he could no longer run.

This gave some the impression that it was the end. Still, he abruptly began to hop on both sides of the tiny route, forcing himself ahead diagonally.

"Che! Hateful!"

They felt as if they were being played with by something that was essentially food. Their already hurt pride, receiving even more damage from it.

Arias was impressed to see their anger growing even after leading them five kilometres.

At that point, he felt the majority should have been travelling along the narrow path, and at that speed, they couldn't come to a complete halt in such a short period.

This meant just one thing to Arias now.

'All the conditions are now met.'

He smirked as he increased his speed, increasing the gap between them even more.

After reaching a distance he felt was safe, he looked back and yelled.

"Invoke!"

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