Sacrifice: Time of Mine

"How strong is he?" the Guild Master whispered to himself, "Lead the way, I want to meet him." he domineeringly ordered.

Although they seemed to be fighting equally earlier, it wasn't always like that. Mettany is like an apprentice of the Guild Master and she was way below him. She always needs to follow his orders without a retort.

"Okay" after her face was clear of redness, revealing a soft white skin that shows brilliance, she became aloof. She was prettier than seductive in her original appearance. Her face got colder as well as if she was a different person.

But in her mind, 'Did I dodge the bullet!?' she was celebrating.

"Oh, and two months of cleaning duty. It should be half a year but since I am in a good mood, already meeting up with Avion Teller already, you're lucky."

Puff* Mettany tripped and dropped face-first on the ground...

Earlier, when Avion disappeared, he appeared in front of the stall, shocking the owner, "Ah, angel, you're back and real!"

"Avion!" Naron and the other two immediately noticed.

"Old man, do you have fifty brons?" reading it from the history book, Avion knows how the money system works here. It was explained and simplified. But it didn't mention how money is stored and made.

"Fifty brons...?" the stall-owner thought for a while if this angel was extorting him but seeing three silvers in this angel's hands, the stall owner's eyes brimmed, and immediately opened his belly bag, "Yes, yes." he enthusiastically replied as he brought as five bronze coins, larger than the shiny silver coins.

"Oh..." Avion took the change and gave the three crens, 'His storing of money is just normal...' he immediately thought of one explanation, 'Maybe because Elementalists have their own storing method.'

That should be obvious. Strength decides who is at the top and at the bottom. But how do you know if one is strong or not? Through battles of course. So battles could be seen everywhere in this world. These people are trying to prove their position. The higher the position, the greater the benefits.

However, if you were to mind your money while battling, that's greatly distracting. So some must've found a way to resolve that issue.

It's like technology but using magic. Avion nodded and accepted that explanation he created.

Anyway, this was just a quick thought and in real-time, only a second had passed. Naron, Temon, and Fobo then called Avion as they ran towards him, fearing that Avion would disappear again, not metaphorically.

From afar, their swollen cheeks were still noticeable. Now that he gained the power and control over his body's time, unfortunately, he was unable to use this power to another. It was possible if only a brief moment had just passed. Earlier, when the three were still knocked out, he tried it and had no effect.

"Yes?" Avion answered their calls as if nothing had happened.

"So Fobo's eyes are not tricking ours." Temon sighed in relief.

"Why, what happened?" Avion asked, taking it seriously.

The three then looked at each other before saying to Avion, "Did you just appear and disappear?"

Meanwhile, outside the capital, the Riskers were running, creating a stampede. They were not small in numbers.

"Go faster! We may miss the fight of the century!"

"How far did they go!?"

They could only travel on foot through the road like normal people and on the way, other Riskers on the road inquired, learning something exciting and terrifying at the same time.

The commoners don't have enough stamina to keep up with the Riskers' Body Strengthening. Most of the Riskers were Elementalist after all, mostly, Rank Dih with a few Rank Eeh, and those who were leading with great distance were Rank Cee. There were only two of them.

When the two Rank Cee Riskers could see the clear figure of a large man, they became faster. However, something is strange.

Eventually, they slowed down but it was still not enough for the others to keep up. 

At this moment, this famed Rank Cee Riskers, able to contend as a kingdom's Royal Knight-Captain shook in fear. Their momentum stopped and they began to run in reverse.

"Run!"

The others heard this and their faces paled. These Rank Cee Riskers were at the top. They are normally arrogant and even the nobles had to give them the respect they deserve. However, what they were seeing right now shouldn't what Rank Cee Riskers should be showing.

But they didn't mind. Because how could a Rank Cee contend with a Rank Bih!?

"You've persuaded us with your great word. Run!" the others immediately turned back but the two Rank Cee was able to pass by them very quickly.

They turned around and felt the earth was trembling each time this large man kicked the ground.

On his shoulder was a petite, pointing her finger ahead while the large man himself was charging like a loose minotaur.

"Guild Master, it's us, don't kill us!"

But then, they heard a large thump and a large shadow hovered over them. Thud* many lose their balance when the flying minotaur landed and shook the land.

The rest didn't care any longer and just dropped on the ground even though they still can keep their balance...

"So he's back at the guild?"

"I don't know. I could only feel husband's general location but unable to pinpoint his exaction place." Mettany calmly answered.

"But this guy is unbelievable. Just seeing him makes you able to cross two boundaries." the Guild Master then entered the gate.

Even though it was wide enough, the guards still made a way. Hearing how he pound on the ground on his every step, people had already made a path for him in fear.

"But you haven't used your full power yet and I can't even move after a minute or so of sparring."

"That should be right. The gap between Ranks is too wide. You are already breaking common sense by being able to contend with me."

"No, husband is the one breaking common sense here. Although I feel a great attraction. I also feel fear. How is he this strong?"

The stern face of the Guild Master gave a smile, "He's giving me great expectation. Conqueress Darea is on her move and within a month or so, Dragonian Sheran will come here to gather elites."