
A tree branch is low from its original position, there is a load that exceeds its power capacity is perched.
"Well, how does the prankster continue?"
She—Kiya stroked her chin which was still smooth and clean from the strands of hair that should have grown, it indicates she was young.
«He should have a purpose ... First is the villagers or you! Separating myself in my opinion is indeed the right decision»
"Hmm ... This way the motive will be seen!? However, this plan might be too risky, I don't know what strength he is?! What if Calsya can't handle it?"
«You're worried about Calsya? Ah, I don't think that's gonna happen because you're gonna be there soon
sana»
"Cih ..what the fuck with your prediction!" Kiya grunted with annoyance, but at the end of her sentence a faint smile broke out.
«Important, my prediction is indeed true»
"Hmm .. I admit it."
Some time later, but no turmoil whatsoever appeared. Everything was still normal there was no awkwardness at all, even so, Kiya did not relax her vigilance towards the surroundings. His eyes did not stop to look around, if lucky he would find the usual darkness. But the luck did not come.
"Luxury, your sensors don't work on that prankster, do they?"
«He undetected»
"Huh ..bikin just bother!" Kiya breathed out lazily. "Well, I'll try this skill!"
Kiya closed her eyes and a bluish-colored Mana began to envelop her. "Detections!"
That Mana Blanket broke out scattering in all directions into beautiful little particles in the darkness of the night.
Using his own Mana, Kiya would classify Mana. Mana had been made to blend with Mana nature at the same range as the area around the village. That way Kiya can immediately identify where everyone is registered or already known.
"Hmm ...? No strange response!? Is he able to hide his Mana as well?" Kiya opened her eyes again.
«It will be difficult, if so we can only wait until he launches his action»
"Bother!"
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Shift to Xeliqia.
In a room, a woman who had a distinctive purple colored hair sat across from a man and a table as a barrier.
"Don't kill a single resident!"
A command that the dark purple-haired woman always remembered.
"Luckily my patience is at its highest stage, Kiya .. otherwise, I would have already killed this person even destroyed your beloved little country!" The purple-haired woman's mind held back her frustration towards the person sitting opposite her.
Since entering Xeliqia, the woman—Ashera has been all day in a fairly narrow room with such makeshift lighting. He didn't even know it was so long outside.
"Enough, you're allowed in!" Said the man in sebrang.
"Yes, thank you." Ashera stood up from her chair then lowered her head slightly, not forgetting she threw her sweet smile.
"You're lucky, man!" Inwardly, Ashera was anxious to kill the human in front of him.
Next the interrogator man handed over some sheets of paper which is the file used to be able to enter Xeliqia. Getting it also needs to do a long process, one of which is an all-out interrogation and an annoying search.
Ashera received it and then came out of the narrow room which was a tent. The dull brown robe he had released upon entering the tent was immediately put back on, its appearance quite striking, so Ashera covered her entire body with the robe.
In front of the Xeliqia gate which is still in the redevelopment stage, dozens of tents are used to interrogate each entrant.
Ashera then walked towards the two guards to hand over the hard-earned files.
Not just Ashera himself, but dozens of others. Actually there are hundreds more, but after selection the number is left 60 people.
Most were traders who were not bound by the status of residents of other kingdoms and migrants from nearby villages who had the intention of applying for labor for the construction of Xeliqia.
There is no labor assistance from other kingdoms, the workers of the villagers are very necessary considering Xeliqia has few workers in the field of development.
The people of the village were looking for luck to propose and of course asked for a high fee.
"Hmm ...? This magic circuit? Someone's using telepathy!"
Ashera's focus was on a sizable group of merchants, he saw several people who seemed to be bodyguards.
"Huh ... What the fuck was that? Why so tight?"
"Well, it should be natural!?"
"Their leader turned out to be very careful."
"If you go in the draget ...?! It's likely that the time inside will be much worse."
"Well, hopefully we can get some information about the fugitive."
Ashera then started to grin slightly after tapping into their telepathic relationship. He thought of something cruel, a thing that could comfort him a little.
"Hehe .. This is what I've been waiting for!"
Examination of the files has been completed, Ashera has been able to enter.
"All right, come in."
Along with dozens of others, Ashera also blends in. He slowly drew closer towards the trading entourage.
"You said I can't kill the people of this country, right? Means ... I can dong ..."
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"Hiii .. scary! Miss Ashera's summoning was frightening, it was possible that she would casually come out of Eternal Darkness!" Said someone shivering in fear. He was a mysterious person with a black robe that covered his entire body.
"Well, this negotiation is going to be tough!"
Around where he stood, the human body collapsed unconscious. They were a group of hunters who had not returned to the village until now.
"Do I need a guarantee to make things work?"
The cloaked man thought for a moment, the decision he took must be right if he did not want his life to end in vain.
"If I go straight to him, I will be killed!? Am I just a hostage to those humans? No, no. If it fails I am instantly killed!"
The person who was the envoy from the demon continent was also dizzy himself, he had difficulty deciding on his next move. His mind is too paranoid if his plan fails, that's what hinders him.
"Huh .. I hope I don't die!"
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I change the Update schedule which usually turns morning into night, around 7-9 pm.
Thank you for reading this chapter ...