Hero of Darkness

Chapter 857 Party Member

Dorian revealed the true identity of this 4th stage saint who foolishly waltzed in and attacked a mythical rank monster who woke up from decades of slumber just for the sake of adding Glory and Fame to his name.

And on top of it... He lured it towards this vast city which was inhabited by more than a million citizens.

The monster ended up destroying this entire 60 kilometers perimeter city and nearby region while it went berserk, killing everyone like stomping on ants. And the guy who caused this... was still breathing.

”Tell me everything you know about him.” spoke Kahn in his Atreus persona, controlling his anger.

Dorian revealed all the information he gathered so far.

Conan Doykle.

A 4th stage white tigerkin swordsman who was a young genius and once-in-a-century talent found even among saints.

When the new Heroʼs Party was formed, he was recommended since the position of the Commander-in-chief wasnʼt passed on to the kin in Beast Empire.

Him being a 4th stage saint alone wouldnʼt cut it because as per the traditions and laws, any position in the military also required great experience. The one Conan lacked since he spent most of his life training.

And currently, he had prestige as one of the strongest swordsmen in the Heroʼs Party.

Apparently, this guy was here for personal matters and suddenly when the mythical rank monster awoke, he was the one to lead the response team of military soldiers as the strongest saint present at that moment.

But instead, he became overconfident in his strength and started fighting the monster instead of acting as a wall to protect the people in case it attacked the cityʼs border.

”Damn, these dimwits! This is why strength doesnʼt always mean youʼre worthy to lead people.

If it wasnʼt for their customs, this idiot would be on the guardʼs duty instead of leading soldiers in a battle.” spoke Kahn indignantly as he looked around the massacre across the city.

There were literally bodies being dug out of the rubble of buildings, most were already turned into meat paste.

Whether it was children, newborns, elderly or women... No one was spared.

”Tch! Most of them probably died from that monsterʼs aura alone before they could react.” spoke Dorian with an incredulous gaze.

”Letʼs go and meet this fuckwit.” spoke Atreus without hiding his enraged expression.

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30 minutes later, both of the wolfkins arrived at a grand military base over 80 kilometers away and entered a large castle that spanned 5 kilometers in perimeter due to its long and wide training facilities for soldiers along with their living quarters.

An official welcomed them and the duo finally entered a luxurious room where a few Lizardkin healers and a few Leshen druids were treating a 3 meter tall white tigerkin.

”Sir Dorian and Sir Atreus of the Fenrirborne Tribe have come to visit.” announced a soldier on guard duty.

Thud!

Thud!

Their loud footsteps resonated in the room as they saw Conan Doykle, a white tigerkin covered in bandages across his chest and legs.

However, his haggard state did not earn any sympathy from both disciples of the heavenly king.

”Finally! They sent someone to assist me.” spoke Conan in a rustic voice as his grasp over his massive greatsword tightened in a victorious tone.

[This bastard! Is he really feigning ignorance as if nothing happened?

Does he not feel any remorse for causing this bloodshed?] wondered Kahn.

Soon, Dorian expressed their task to Conan as per the imperial ruleʼs mission.

The main reason why Dorian and Atreus were sent here was to act as the... Clean-up crew.

Yes, a clean-up crew. Not in the sense of clearing the demolished city... But to bury this matter in the ground.

”Nonsense! I was the one to engage it first and I should be the one to kill it.

Youʼre both just support provided to aid me in this conquest!” shouted Conan, unpleasantness visible on his face.

Even Kahn could tell that this guy had a halo of entitlement since he was a member of Heroʼs Party and had no sense of accountability for his actions.

He cared more about the prestige and accomplishments added to his name than feeling guilty about the massacre he caused.

Atreus was infuriated by this attitude but kept controlling his anger.

Why?

Because in the end, he wasnʼt a guardian of this place and neither were these people his responsibility.

Yet the natural empathetic consciousness he had as both Elric and Kahn was still somewhat dictating his emotions.

”My underlings have tracked its location.

We will leave as soon as I have recovered in a couple of days.” spoke Conan in a laidback manner.

However...

BOOM!!

A grim and murderous aura suddenly erupted in the room, targeting the tigerkin with horrifying killing intent.

”You are staying here, you piece of shit!”

Atreusʼ grim and threatening voice resounded in the room as everyone else was quickly forced to bow under his saint pressure.

Even Dorian couldnʼt help but feel like he was at deathʼs door despite Atreus targeting Conan and no one else.

”You! How dare a mere servant speak to me like that?!” exclaimed Conan in rage as he too revealed his killing intent.

”A servant you say...” spoke Atreus as his glowing blue eyes with no iris gleamed even brighter.

Whoosh!

The very next moment, he suddenly appeared next to Conan and before the tigerkin could even react...

Atreus grabbed him by the neck and lifted the tigerkin in his left hand.

He choked the latterʼs throat with full strength.

But for some reason, Conan could no longer use his strength or saint pressure to fight back.

And the credit went to none other than Vildred, who was invisible under an ancient rank barrier as he cast a spell that cut off the tigerkinʼs access to world energy from the outside world and within his own body.

”Youʼre even allowed to stay alive because of the imperial orders. If it were up to me... I would execute you in front of the whole empire.” spoke Atreus.

Just then, Dorian spoke in a serious tone...

”Atreus!... We have our mission. Thatʼs why master sent you along with me.

Itʼs not our place to meddle in this matter.” he reminded Kahn why they were here.

Thud!

Atreus threw the tigerkin on the floor and scoffed off.

”If a trash like this is a member of the Heroʼs Party, I wonder how the Hero is in reality.” spoke the blue wolfkin.

Next, Dorian walked forth and interjected as he looked at Conan who was throwing daggers at them with his eyes.

”Sit this one out. Your foolishness will cause more deaths than solving the problem.

Like I said... Weʼre here to clean up after your mess.

But it does not mean that our job is to assist you. Itʼs about...” he spoke in a ghastly tone.

”Killing that monster.”