After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 268 - 94 He... Might Not Be Human_2
"Then I won’t disturb you with other heroes," Pross smiled, turned, and left the church. He brushed past the heroes waiting outside and stepped into the blizzard, vanishing completely.
Some time later.
In an abandoned cabin.
Pross pushed open the wooden door, accompanied by the unpleasant sound of creaking wood, and walked inside. He saw a dwarf loli squatting by the fire, hugging her knees.
He scratched his head and said,
"I’ve successfully infiltrated Ahtal’s group. If there’s any news, I can tell you at any time."
"Mmm, thanks for the effort." The dwarf loli responded in a muffled voice, staring at the campfire in front of her, seemingly seeing Ahtal, that maniacally laughing madman, within the flickering flames.
She clenched her teeth.
"Go to hell!"
"Huh?" Pross was stunned; he hadn’t done anything outrageous to deserve death.
"Not you." The dwarf loli came back to her senses and explained to Pross, "I meant, let Ahtal go to hell."
"Speaking of which, there’s something I’ve always been curious about," Pross said curiously, "why hasn’t Ahtal killed you yet?"
During this period, Ahtal and the Red Dragon King were hell-bent on eradicating the followers of the Dusk Cult, wishing they could wipe them all out.
Yet, they had always spared the dwarf loli.
"You should be asking Ahtal, not me." The dwarf loli said through gritted teeth, recalling the scene when she was released in Fenrir Royal City.
That man seemed to be playing, waiting for her to strive for revenge and then realize in despair that she was powerless to do anything.
What a detestable guy.
"Then I won’t disturb you any longer." Pross wisely took his leave, otherwise, he would have faced the dwarf loli’s insults next.
And he had no interest in being cursed.
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The next day.
Early morning.
Outside the seal of the Source of Fear.
"Sorry, I’m late." A cheerful laugh arrived, and a red-haired man approached, clad in heavy armor, with two large swords hanging at his waist and a giant bow on his back, accompanied by a somewhat frail horse.
The strongest human, Sol.
From the direction of the sound, Xi Mu looked and exchanged a curious glance with Sol, who then hugged him.
Literally.
"Lord Ahtal, I’ve heard much about you." Sol was very enthusiastic, hugging Ahtal tightly, then let go of his hands.
"About your deeds, I’ve been hearing a lot lately. I guess it won’t be long before the title of the strongest human will be yours."
"Ahtal may not really be considered a human anymore." The Red Dragon King approached and faced Sol; two tall men with similar builds and red hair looked strikingly alike.
However, one could sense the differences between them.
If the Red Dragon King embodied pure arrogance and dominance, then Sol represented a relaxed and bold demeanor, affording a spring-like refreshing atmosphere.
Though he looked very tall, he didn’t give off an almost suffocating pressuring feeling but a strong sense of safety instead.
Having such a man by your side must feel secure.
That was the feeling Sol, as the strongest human, imparted—not an almost suffocating power but an approachable, hearty reliability.
"It doesn’t really matter, does it?" Sol rubbed his chin, sized up Ahtal, and smiled brightly, "He’s just mastered the power of dragons, not actually become one."
"Let’s consider him human until he makes his choice." Waving his hand, the Red Dragon King didn’t argue. As long as Ahtal accepted the little princess’s proposal, he would be a member of the Dragon Kingdom, and people would regard Ahtal as a dragon.
As for Ahtal’s history as a human...that could easily be glossed over in the annals, like a human-shaped dragon who had wandered off and lost his memory.
The public is easy to fool anyway.
And that also explained why Ahtal could progress so quickly; it wasn’t because he had regained his past powers.
"Seems like there’s a complex backstory," Sol pondered, then laughed it off, "But it would be impolite to pry further."
He clapped Ahtal on the shoulder.
"How about a drink later?"
"Sure," Xi Mu readily agreed, not intending to refuse a drink with Sol. In the first run, he had found Sol too over-familiar, hugging him out of the blue.
But after actually spending time together, he realized that Sol... was a very good company, very enjoyable to chat and drink with.
And Sol wasn’t homosexual; he had someone he liked but was extremely easy-going and warmhearted. Previously, some female players had tried to make Sol betray his lover, but none had succeeded.
In the setup, Sol was a... reliable man who would not cheat.
Just then.
"Lord Sol, you’ve finally arrived." Suna ran over and stopped next to Ahtal, then raised her cheeks.
"If you hadn’t arrived soon, we would have had to consider other plans."
"Sorry, I’ve been tied up with many matters," Sol scratched his head, showing a troubled expression, "The sea monsters have also gone mad, constantly trying to land on the surface world, becoming more aggressive than usual."
His country, Saxon, bordered the endless sea on one side and the Giant Kingdom on the other, facing malice from both giants and sea monsters.
