"Claira?" The clan leader said. Farjan is his grandson so, this woman is obviously his daughter, Farjan's mother. "Come in," he said.
Claira walked inside. She immediately said, "Farjan does not go home yesterday until now. He's missing!"With a worried face.
"He does not go home? Why would he do that? Don't worry maybe he's on his friend's house," the clan leader said to ease the worry of his daughter.
"Or maybe he's on Mr. Tromer's house. I heard Farjan call Mr. Tromer as his master. Maybe they are training."The first elder added.
The clan leader nodded in response to the elder. Claira also nodded realizing and expecting that it must be the case if not, she will worry the whole day until Farjan didn't go back home.
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Meanwhile, on the Sofori clan. A huge mansion stood with majestic air lingering around it. It has a big wooden door with intricate and complex patterns, on each side of the door two heavily equipped guards stood straight carrying an intimidating aura on them that makes someone who harbors ill intent to be afraid. This is the Ancestral Mansion of the Sofori clan. Unlike the previous Ancestral Mansion of the Dowter clan, this is more big and majestic even when compared to the other high-class clan. The Sofori clan has been reigning supreme on the Bigfield City for countless years and they also hold the big organizations here so, it's normal for them to have this great fortune.
In a wide hall, an old man stood angrily facing a young man who is kneeling on the floor. The elders are also standing on the sides.
"Michael, you idiot! What have you done?!"The man said furiously, clearly, this man is very much infuriated at what happened.
"Pardon me, clan master," Michael said on the verge of crying.
The clan master immediately goes back home after receiving the bad news. His clan almost lost half of its treasure and they lose to a low-class clan, that's a huge humiliation for his clan! And when he arrived only that time he becomes informed on all that happened and he just becomes angrier than ever before, he now knows that they only lose to a single man... with only an arm! What the hell! Now, he's venting his anger on Michael.
"Pardon? Pardon your head! You will receive a hundred lashes and also you will no longer have your position. From now on, you are a normal member of the Sofori clan. Be thankful I did not expel you from the clan. Now, go out! Leave!"
Michael, who is on the verge of crying stood up and left the Ancestral Mansion.
"Why does this happen to us? How? We are the Sofori clan!"
"We are also dismayed by this, but that's the truth, we lose and we promised to compensate and rebuild them, we accepted their unfair offer, because if not, our clan will no longer exist." An elder said to the clan master in reply with his face indicating that he's full of remorse and guilt inside of him.
"Okay, leave this to me. I will handle it," the clan leader said with a sinister smile on his face.
At the top of a mountain known as Mt. Tri-mus, there is a simple house built there. Inside the house, a middle-aged man looking like he's in the forties with a single right arm left. He's touching his severed arm with a look of pain and suffering. The suffering is growing stronger as more time passes by and the curse is slowly spreading. If he cannot cure this curse, surely he will die.
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Thay Demon God Sword's curse is something that can't be treated easily. The curse has a lot of demonic energy in it and when a person is afflicted with it, his cultivation will slowly break down as the demonic energy will destroy his spiritual passageway.
"That damned Darnce! I will never forgive him. I will make him pay for this!"Tromer said furiously."I need Farjan to get me the medicinal herbs. Only if I can do it myself. But this curse will worsen if I push myself."He added.
On the other hand,
A horse carriage is moving in the depths of Red fox forest. This forest is located several kilometers away from the center of the Bigfield City. Inside the carriage, a slim figured woman was sitting comfortably, in front of her an unconscious young man is inclining his head on the right side of the carriage. This carriage is a bit luxurious and two armored men are guarding it along the way on their own horses. Clearly, the woman inside is not ordinary.
A few moments later the carriage stop and a guard said to the woman inside "Mistress, the sun is setting and the moon is rising. It is dangerous to continue our journey in the middle of the night, so I suggest that we stop and set a camp and continue this tomorrow."The man said respectfully although the woman has only remained inside not even bothering to take a look outside.
After several seconds the woman responded, "What is there to be scared of?! You are a man yet you're so afraid? Move on and the almighty Galvan, our god will guide and protect us."She said coldly.
"B-bu-but..."
"No buts! Do you dare disobey my commands?"
"I would dare not to," the guard said, kneeling respectfully with his right foot. Then, he turned to look at the driver of the carriage, "Go! Move! Our mistress said that we shall continue!"He added.
They continued to move the carriage even if the darkness surrounded them. They walked with a torch and a prayer.
Three days have passed on the journey of the mistress who is behind Farjan's injury. Farjan is still alive and right now he slowly opened his eyes. His vision is a bit cloudy yet, and he can only vaguely see the overall structure inside the carriage, at his sides two windows are opened as the daylight is shining through it. It is around nine o'clock in the morning and the view of a vast field is seen outside the carriage. Farjan closed his eyes again only to realize and ask himself...
"What's happening?" Then after asking that to himself he tries to recover his memories and after a few moments, different scenes are playing inside his mind, it is his memories before he woke up.
"I am alive?!" He asked himself curiously, he remembered that a dagger stabs him and that by now he should be dead but right now, he is alive and well. He opened his eyes again when he heard a familiar voice of a woman, it is the voice of the woman who killed the hired-killers before, "Finally, you're awake."she said without emotions.
Farjan looked at her and then he saw a beautiful woman with a slim figure. Although you can tell that she is in her thirties but still the beauty on her face can be compared to other younger women. After looking at this beautiful lady he immediately asked a series of questions, "Who are you? Where am I? What happened to me? I remembered that I was stabbed by a dagger behind me by a woman! Why am I aliv..."Before he finished his words he suddenly realized that in the middle of his body, bandages are covering his wound.
But to no avail, the woman didn't answer his questions instead she just looked out the window on her right side unmoving.
Farjan is still confused, "Is she the woman who tried to kill me? Or did she rescued and treated me?"Because his vision becomes cloudy and hazy that time, he cannot clearly see the face of the woman. He can only see that she was a woman because of her figure.
"If she is the woman who tries to kill me, why would she treat me? Is she crazy?"This is the thought that ran through Farjan's mind."Hey, where are we going? Who are yo.."but before he finished his question a sudden growl could be heard. The growl is like coming from a fierce tiger that is fighting with another savage beast. But unfortunately, the growl isn't coming from a fierce tiger or a savage beast. It comes from more fierce and more savage source... Farjan's stomach.
Grrrrr!
Roarrrr!
Gulugulu
Like the fiercest beast on Earth, his stomach is roaring relentlessly. He looked at the woman in front of him with embarrassment that his face is covered in red from blushing. He didn't eat for three consecutive days because he's unconscious. Even if he's unconscious, his body is not and he is still alive. He still needs nourishment and absolutely that's the reason why the fierce beast that lies on his stomach is roaring angrily.