Chapter 309: Follow Me (1)

Chapter 309: Follow Me (1)

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[Leading Mind] is not an opponent to take lightly.

It is the second-largest guild on the continent, and its guild master, David, is an exceptional fighter who has achieved perfect Demonization.

So, I plan to gather everyone I am close with, along with others I know like Andrew, Rok, Natasha, Eshild, and Maximin...

As many as possible.

Of course, I am not confident in persuading them one by one. There is no time for that.

That is why I am going to pull out the Holy Sword first.

Having the Holy Sword will surely make them feel the weight of my words differently.Visitt novelbin(.)co/m for the latest updates

"I need to hurry."

The headquarters of the Order is in the Holy Kingdom in the southern part of the continent, and it will take nearly two days to get there.

After organizing my thoughts, I headed to the basement of [The Hilté].

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Raei Translations

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In the basement of [The Hilté], Fyat and the Practitioners were staying.

Knock, knock.

Theo knocked on the door to the basement.

Taylor greeted Theo in the same manner.

"You're here, Theo."

"Nice to see you, Taylor. What are the kids doing?"

"They're all practicing in their rooms. Ah, there's Fyat over there."

Taylor pointed to a door.

Fyat was there, wiping sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.

Theo greeted her.

"Looks like you're taking a break from training."

"No, I came out hurriedly because I heard the footsteps of Theo Lyn Waldeurk."

"Thanks, but that wasn't necessary."

"When the husband arrives, regardless of what she was doing, the wife should come out. It's only natural."

There was no hesitation in Fyat's eyes.

'Are all elves like this?'

Feeling a different kind of fear from Siena, Theo spoke up.

"There's too much omitted in your title. Fyat, you are not yet my wife. And I am not yet your husband."

"It's a rehearsal for when it will soon be so. We don't want it to be awkward when we're actually married. So, are we finally setting out?"

"Yes, we're heading to the headquarters of the Order. What about the Practitioners?"

"They're training among themselves in their room. After receiving the [Alternate Body] implant, it seems they can't control the overflowing power."

Fyat pointed to a room with her eyes.

Theo headed to that room.

Knock, knock.

He knocked, but the door didn't open.

After knocking a few more times with no response, Theo opened the door and entered.

Inside, all the Practitioners were doing handstands on one arm, with dumbbells between their feet.

'Incredible body control. To perform such a difficult maneuver so comfortably.'

"Ouch... Ahhh!"

Thud!

Britney lost her balance and fell to the floor.

The carriage was spacious enough for the ten people aboard - five Practitioners, Fyat, Taylor, Isabella, Claire, and Theo.

Isabella, wearing a wide-brimmed white hat that covered more than half of her face, said,

"You're Taylor, right? This carriage is quite nice for something arranged so hastily."

Taylor laughed and replied,

"Hahaha, well, we're travelling with the First Saintess, after all. Riding in a shabby carriage would tarnish her reputation."

"I see,"

Isabella responded briefly, then sealed her lips and looked out the window, unable to stop reading the Practitioners's minds, despite her wishes.

─Just looking at her face, you can tell she's f*cking beautiful.

─Tch, why does the Saintess care about her looks so much? Annoying.

─What's her relationship with Theo? Does the Saintess know about the Silver Warrior?

Taylor asked Claire,

"Does the Saintess get car sick?"

"No, she doesn't. Actually, she tends to talk more in carriages... Maybe she's not feeling well today."

"Hmm, I see. Maybe we should get some tasty treats from the next village we pass through."

"The Saintess likes sandwiches."

Taylor laughed cheerfully,

"Hahaha, thank you for telling me. I'll remember that - sandwiches."

Regardless of Taylor's attempts to lighten the mood, Isabella continued to stare out the window.

And no wonder, since Taylor's inner thoughts were the most chilling.

'It's good he's friendly towards Theo.'

If Taylor's thoughts had been as crude and instinctual as those of the Practitioners, it would have been bearable.

However, Taylor's inner thoughts were on a different level altogether.

Isabella had seen many people's inner thoughts, but only the top echelons of the Order matched this degree of discrepancy between appearance and reality.

Suddenly, Isabella looked over at Theo.

Theo was sitting in a full lotus position, his eyes closed. Regardless of any noise around him, he was focused solely on himself.

Isabella stared blankly at Theo's figure.

"..."

Watching his dignified posture somehow brought her peace of mind.

A thought crossed Isabella's mind.

'Hmm... I wonder if doing that could help calm my mind...?'

Hesitantly, Isabella tried to mimic Theo's posture.

Of course, not wanting to lose the dignity of a saintess, she did not sit in a full lotus position but simply closed her eyes.

Even with her eyes closed, the thoughts of those around her continuously invaded her mind.

But Isabella firmly resisted the urge to open her eyes.

'If Theo, that bastard, is doing it... there must be a reason.'

How long had it been?

"What are you doing? It doesn't seem like you're sleeping."

Theo's voice reached her ears.

Isabella hurriedly opened her eyes.

"Ah..."

Everyone, including Theo, was looking at her strangely.

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