The pig like Barbarian tried getting out of the hold by absorbing all of the magic shards in his pocket to enforce his body strength with this he was sure that he would easily be able to overpower the stranger, yet he wouldn't budge like an iron wall it was crushing him over and over unable to escape, at first he thought this fancy pretty boy would be an easy target to get magic shards from yet to think he was this powerful of an opponent his strength could match or possibly surpass fourth stage red eyed beast, therefore he was left with one choice immediately he yelled to his Lavi comrade in his party to assist him but from the sounds he was hearing that fellow was in an even worse position.

“Argh!!”

Anyone watching this scene would be horrified on the Lavis body were cuts and stab wounds all over done by only a small knife infused with powerful red colored energy that anything it came in contact with would be cut through like butter the Lavis arms were mutated so badly that barely any meat was keeping them attached just looking at it would make someone throw up.

The Golden Haired man's eyes were cold and ruthless not a care in the world for the screams of the Lavi that he was torturing as he withdrew the knife from the Lavis body with a flip of his hand he threw him on the ground like yesterdays garbage, instantly with bloodshot eyes he turned towards the Pig that started this entire scene who with ill intentions mocked and belittled him even ruining the delicious food he was enjoying pushed him to act.

With an innocent smile on his face he spoke.

“Piggy since you're so wasteful of food, it's only right to let you experience how much effort is put in preparing such a meal oh don't worry you'll see it first hand I'll make you into a wonderful dish called stuffed pig.

The Pig like barbarian tried pushing the red energy filled hand off his head even going as far as to absorb all the magic shards he had been storing in his bag but alas it was useless this man was too powerful the most shocking fact was this man was a barbarian like him and even so he was far beyond the strength of the Lavi or fourth staged Red Eyed Beast he was in a league of his own this was unheard of to think that he offended such a powerful person in this small remote village where he and the rest of his party could do anything they wanted, their only worry were the Elven Mages yet they never dared to offend them or their parties and could mess with any of the other races as long as they paid respect to the Elves.

“Hmmm what should we start with? Oh! I know how about the belly.”

Hearing these words the pig faced barbarian went completely white in an instant he was stabbed by a small knife going up, down, left, and right tearing off skin with blood rushing out, he was getting cut hundreds of times experiencing every stab and cut on his body after what seemed like thousands the screams and knife finally stopped.

With a smile on his face he turned towards the other guests in the inn and presented the finished product, the Pig faced man had cuts all over his body in his chest, arms, neck and even his face inside his mouth was a chunk full of his own flesh, yet he was only unconscious from the pain and still alive.

Most had shocked faces, yet another had a smile on her face inwards dying of laughter she was a pinked haired girl with a mature like beauty enchanted by the mole on her left cheek and violet eyes, as to why she was laughing was due to that fat pig finally getting what he deserved he would rob travelers and adventurers who were weaker than him or not allied with an elf, hearing his screams was only more pleasurable.

Still many wouldn't understand why The Creator went to such an extreme over food there was another reason that only some would understand and that was he made it clear he wasn't a pushover and would be ruthless with anyone who tried to attack or offend him, sadly for the pig faced man named Porcius he was made an example of for others in the future who would seek him out.

Within minutes he was back at his seat and decide to order noodles it took the Lavi a few minutes to process what happened and also what was requested of him but he quickly had his cooks prepare the food as to not further angry the stranger, in the mean time people had picked the Pig Faced Barbarian and Lavi up bringing them to healers to treat their wounds.

The rest of the evening went uneventful for the creator as he finished his noodles and went to his room to regain the bit of energy he used flying here and also teaching those two a lesson which they'll remember for the rest of their life time and afterlife which he had complete control over after all both of them are his indirect creations as for the third even he wouldn't wish for someone to land up there.

With that he gave into the darkness stepping into the darkness of sleep.

Elsewhere.....

The Lavi and Pig Faced Barbarian had been bought to the town healers, the five who had bought them were capable Adventurers who despite hating the pig faced man and his Lavi comrade guts they wouldn't wish this fate on anyone, there the five explained what exactly happened to have caused so much damage, immediately the white haired elven man with emerald eyes and the rest of his assistants were astonished.

“A Golden haired barbarian you say? Capable of such damage I dare if I didn't hear this from you five I would've thought a beast caused such damage, I'll have to take a further look at him.” (Note his hair is blocking his ears.)

Sending the five away he and his assistants starting to inspect the damage saying interesting over and over as they looked at the Barbarian and Lavi without a care for their health whether they died or lived was of no importance to them what they were interested in was finding out the methods used on their bodies it had a unique form of Red Mana described to them that was infused with the attacks, another part that was amazing to them was that an experienced healer could tell at first glance this was no accident it was done so perfectly that the intent was to cause as much pain as possible without destroying any organs or taking a life.

“Amazing, to think someone could be so skilled with magic as to not kill the victim with a mana infused attack and at that a unique formula of Mana casting as well it's unheard of, My lord must want to hear about this I'll have to tell him personally of our findings.”

With that the White Haired Elf left with his papers in hand leaving healing the Pig faced man and Lavi to his assistants, he had many important plans to do and one of them was telling his lord the discovery he has made this could make them one of the strongest if not the strongest among the Five Major Races.

Elsewhere....

The Creator had finally woken up changing into one of his spare outfits he put on a dark blue jacket with a hood on the back, and a white shirt accompanied by brown boots and black pants, after yesterday's event he decided it wouldn't be good to stay in this village he was all ready drawing too much attention to himself and while his show of power might have scared some away others would come seeking him because of it therefore he decided to create another Castle a bit further away from the village, it would be useful for him to store any items of importance he finds and also a place away from civilization to rest and train his skills.

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Putting on his hood once again he went down the stairs trying to quietly leave before anyone noticed it was him, exiting the inn he started traveling the streets into something caught his attention it was an adorable creature with small white wings and an even smaller body it was dark blue with big black eyes and moon like markings around it's body with a black chain around it's neck to keep it in place, taking a closer look he remember what it was, it seemed to be a baby dragon hatched two or three months ago from how it's body looks.

Usual Baby Dragons would always be with their mother to teach them how to survive on their own often if a dragon failed to fly they would fall to their deaths yet this one with damaged wings managed to survive which peaked his interest, The skinny man with silver hair covered by a hat and eyes that were a bright golden was in custom made white and black doted clothes attracted a crowd selling the Baby Aqua Dragon for Ten Greater Magic Shards that was extremely rare in the entire world expect The North where the Barbarians lived anywhere else and it was impossible to find unless you adventured a dungeon or was of nobility let alone this small village.

Many people thought this man was insane to try and sell such a rare Creature in this small village for a price that could buy an island, little did they know that one with such a fortune was hidden among the crowd as mostly everyone left the golden haired man was slightly disappointed that he failed to sell the baby dragon in yet another village as he was about to pack up and leave he heard a voice call out to him.

“I'll buy it.”

When the golden eyed man turned around he saw a person with pale skin without any scars or imperfections on them wearing a blue hood covering his face only revealing his skinny lips that gave the impression of a matchless beauty yet anyone could tell it was a man due to his posture and slender build without any breast, the golden eyed man interest was slightly peaked as he walked spoke to the stranger.

“I'm very pleased to hear that mister, since I'm in a rush to sell this Dragon I'll give it to you for 20 Greater Magic Shards.”

The stranger lips revealed a displeased expression clearly wondering why the price increased from Ten to twenty, in which the Golden Haired man quickly spoke to clear the confusion.

“Haha, I was only joking you can have it for 5.”

The Creator took out 5 Greater Magic Shards and handed it to the Golden Eyed man receiving the Blue Aqua Dragon in return as the Golden Eyed man said his thanks he quickly and quietly left the scene.

Going to a place with no one there The Creator spread out his wings left out of the village heading to a remote area that he could place his Castle in, finding a nice spot with fruits and trees all over he created a castle colored white with blue markings around it, creating a couple rooms to rest in and a storage room for any items that he would need, after that he created a magical item that would let him communicate with the Blue Aqua Dragon since it was unable to understand The Language mostly used around the world.

With them standing two feet apart he decided to ask The Dragon a question.

“What's your name little one?”

It took the Dragon a bit of time to answer due to The Human knowing The Dragon tongue and it still being but a young dragon not even undergoing the coming of age ceremony where it would unlock it's true potential that could stand against kingdoms, with an indifferent expression and as many words spoke as necessary it said.

“Jevrath.”

The Creator in good nature decided to tell The Dragon his own true name as to close the distrust the Dragon might have had for him, after that they talked about many things like how it's wings got hurt and where it came from whether it was a girl or boy and also if it wanted to go back home or stay with him.

“I...I have no home mother abandon me say I weak call me cripple with broken wings brothers sisters beat me badly found by nice man feed me give me to you.”

As for being a boy or girl the Dragon was confused as to not knowing the terms many must understand due to their nature Dragons were neither Female Nor Male at birth depending on how they chose to identify themselves when they went under the Coming of Age ceremony would they become one of the two, alas this Child was only a cub who knew not much of the world and was fortunate enough to not die when i hit the ground as it's mother was trying to teach it to fly, if unsuccessful it's destiny was only to be abandoned and eaten by predators.

“I...see, well then since you have no home you might as well stick with me into you're powerful enough to take revenge on those who hurt you and abandoned you I'll protect you with all the power I have.”

The Dragon repeated the words home and revenge over and over again jumping up and down rubbing it's head against his chest happily, he could help but let a smile roll across his face, the Creator couldn't help but feel bad for the poor creature abandoned by it's mother and beaten by it's siblings only to be sold off like some toy, from this day on he decided he would protect it and help The Dragon heal it's wings when it was intelligent and old enough to make it's own choice only then no later would he let it go.

“Hmm well then I guest I should get you some dinner huh? Steak sounds nice right about now.”

Reminding him of the Delicious Steak that was wasted by that Fat Pig he happily flew off hunting local animals around these parts to cook and also collecting vegetables and herbs as side dishes.

Elsewhere.....

A white haired man with pointed ears was in a room with a black haired man with smooth passionate features and pointy ears giving off the Air of a leader he had steal gray eyes and a strong build.

“Impossible! A Barbarian with such powerful magic that it's visible and not just that it's a different unique formula of mana summoning amazing, we must find him to find out how he does it many experiments are needed to be done with this we can tip the balance of the Five Major Races in our flavor.”

The white haired man with a weary expression on his face said a few words.

“Sir, if I may add the Adventures told me he was very powerful and that he was able to hold both of those two injured ones who at the time were top classed adventurers down with only his hands and feet not even moving a bit when pushed back no matter how many magic shards they infused into their bodies, we also received important news that the inn keeper said that he left four hours ago.

The black haired man only looked at the White haired man with a smug expression on his face, and snorted.

“Humph what would any low class Barbarian scum know about how strong a person is heh if they saw any display of magic from our grandmasters or elite guards their pants would fall right off.”

“Bu..but sir wouldn't it be better to at least get one of your grandfather's Grandmasters to capture him?”

Jeffery have you no faith in my strength? Mention no more I'll personally lead a squad to capture him there isn't a need to get grandfather nor his Grandmasters involved in this matter, no matter where he is I'm sure he couldn't have gotten far.”

“....yes my lord.”

End.