Battle and Sex Is All A Primordial Fiend Needs-Chapter 409 Accept My Offers

The warm morning sun met two men on the empty cold streets of Arilit City, the men silently strolling through it.

One of the men had his eyes on a tablet in his hand, his eyes focused on it while his finger smoothly and rapidly moved over it.

"Sir, there is a play going on later today evening, wouldn't you fancy attending it? It will be done by Rwin Larng."

"No, I have no interest in that. I don't even know the man you just called," the other man said.

The man with the tablet went grim at the reply he had just received, but then his face brightened up, and he went scrolling through his tablet again. A few seconds later, the man spoke once more.

"Arilit City Cultivation Museum is opening at 10 o'clock this morning. Though it isn't the best in the kingdom, it ranks as the 6th in the country. It's worth taking a look and seeing the wonders of our country and the world."

"No," the other man said, his direct and short words making the man beside him miss a step and fall a little behind.

Quickening his pace, the man made up for the lost steps and went scrolling through his tablet one more time.

"There is an auction scheduled to happen two days from today, and it has been released that a magic weapon will be on auction. This has created a lot of vibes among the elites of the city. You should consider going for it, sir."

"Hmmm, Gudzil, are you sure about that?" the other man, who could only be Seth asked, a smirk on his face.

Having been trying to get Seth interested in any of the offers he gave, Gudzil immediately shook his head with a, "Yes," leaving his mouth, but immediately after he said that, his face paused, and he shook his head, a low-toned "No" leaving his mouth.

Hearing his words, Seth let out a light chuckle and continued on his way, Gudzil this time following behind with a sag in his shoulders.

Glancing at Gudzil, Seth could only shake his head at the man's staunch misconceptions.

Earlier today, just after they woke up, Gudzil had tried interesting Seth in some of the events that would be happening in the city. Seth had rejected them and had gone on to further emphasize the amount of money that would have to be spent on each of them.

Though just a casual remark from him, that remark had led to the current situation they were in.

Gudzil felt that Seth's words had been said in retaliation to his unhappiness at the amount of money he had been forced to spend in the last few days and that he had offended Seth.

Though Seth had tried telling the man otherwise, he refused to listen, and now Seth could only allow himself to be bombarded with events which Gudzil hoped would entice him.

Most recently, the man had talked about a magic weapon auction and Seth amused, had decided to remind him what it meant to buy a magic weapon.

There was a chance that depending on the abilities and grade of the weapon, even if Gudzil emptied the treasury of Ukota town, he wouldn't be able to afford it.

For a few seconds, Seth was no longer bombarded with Gudzil's enticements, and he had thought this situation would last until they left the city, but then Gudzil picked up pace and crushed his hopes.

"Perhaps I should just go for one of them and calm his troubled heart," Seth mused.

It wasn't that Seth took amusement in Gudzil's plight, but he really had no interest in Arilit City. However, with Gudzil's persistence, he thought to perhaps just go.

With a sigh, Seth decided to listen to Gudzil's next words, and if his proposal carried even a bit of interest, he would attend.

"Well, Sir, ehrrm, there is also the…"

"Boooom!"

Just before Gudzil could finish his statement, a sudden loud explosion resounded throughout the city, causing the ground to tremble slightly, and the air to completely change.

Immediately after the sound went off, the tablet in Gudzil's hand disappeared, and a thick sword appeared in his hand as his qi began to roll off him.

Gudzil turned to his left, his face tight, as a strong powerful wind with a very noticeable amount of qi hit him brought about by the shockwave from the explosion hit him and went passed. 𝘣𝑒𝘥𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝑙．𝘤𝘰𝘮

While Gudzil got all spooked and battle-ready, Seth merely stopped in his tracks and looked at the huge columns of smoke that shot into the air from a tall building far away.

A few seconds after the sound of the resounding explosion dispersed, a siren began ringing throughout the whole city, a call telling people to stay in their homes ringing out of mysterious loudspeakers that no one could locate.

"Let's get going," Seth said, his face forward and his legs once more in motion.

Realizing that Seth was already on the move, Gudzil quickly followed after him, keeping his sword in his hand.

"Sir, the explosion, aren't you worried?"

"Nope."

"Ehrmm, perhaps we should find a place to stay for the meantime, so we don't become suspects," Gudzil said, worry on his face.

"No, no need, we'll continue and leave immediately."

Seth's words surprised Gudzil, but he made no complaint and hurriedly moved beside Seth, his eyes moving left and right, looking out for any danger.

"Do you perhaps know what's going on, Sir?" Gudzil asked, guessing that Seth's knowledge was the reason for his confidence and calmness.

"No, not interested."

Though a bit more worry entered Gudzil's heart after hearing this reply, he shook his head and followed Seth.

Surprisingly, despite the siren that kept on playing and the occasional loud explosions coming from the area of the explosion, all remained calm in the city, and the pair moved unhindered until they got close to the city gates.

If one didn't count Gudzil's guarded movements, he and Seth approached the gate with a sort of nonchalance, as if it were a normal busy day.

However, meters from the gate, three men in black seemingly appeared and surrounded them, maintaining a distance of a few steps.

"None of you move, drop your weapons."

"Can you settle this?"

Hearing the words of the guard made Gudzil who was still carrying his sword more tense, but hearing Seth's words had him taking a gulp, as he had a bad premonition.