Chapter 4 - On His Way to Wolfenstein

Deep in the Central woodlands, three shadowy figures carefully tread along a moonlit path. They were moving with great vigilance and caution written in their every action.

Claire, a bulky looking lady with a Berserker class, was leading the way through this lush forest. "Why did those Wolfenstein bastards give up on chasing us? I'm glad they gave up, as although we three are obviously greater in quality, quantity itself is quality"

"True, but, I have no idea what caused them to stop chasing us, but it seems like they had a chat with that hermit fellow by the riverbank. They were so far away that I was not confident in being able to hear them using my skill" Dennis, a scouting Ranger, replied.

"Eh, it does not matter anymore. As long as we are not caught and we can return to our kingdom, all will be fine" The burly man added. His name was Matthew, a Guardian Knight.

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Traveling in the opposite direction of those three, a group of cavalry knights could be seen heading towards the Wolfenstein kingdom.

"Sir, why did we stop chasing those people back there?" A knight curiously inquired.

"The orders were to identify the enemy and exterminate if possible. However, given the few numbers they seem to have, giving chase would be futile when they would just abuse the entire Central woodlands by playing hide-and-seek with us" Marvin indecisively replied

In all honesty, the threat of those Shodan spies was on the lowest level. Their scouts believe that little to no information was taken from them before the other party was exposed.

Marvin just sighed as he threw a casual glance towards this Feihren guy that was following along with the knights.

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'Well, it doesn't matter what I do for now though. Really, I'm just totally new to this world, so getting accustomed to the people here should be normal right? I believe I'd be better off near civilization and all that anyway. After all, I was a city boy myself'. Feihren pondered silently as to what his next actions would be.

'But why is this guy staring at me so weirdly?! It's creeping me out! Stop it, man!' Feihren inwardly sighed. Marvin had been staring at him with a puzzled and wary expression ever since he arrived at their camp. 'This guy is supposed to be their leader right? What the... "Casual" glance my as*, this is just plain creepy'.

'But I guess it would be normal, my system log showed an abnormal trace when that guy stared at me back then. Maybe it was some sort of enemy scan? But with how things worked back in Gaia's Paradox, a gap in levels of 100 or more does not allow those of lower level to have a full view of the enemies' stats. If I am judging this correctly by the way he is acting right now, it seems things work the same way here as well?' Feihren just forced out a smile towards Marvin.

"Many thanks for allowing me to go along with you back to your kingdom."

Marvin replied with a casual wave of a hand and a nod.

'I didn't like those novels that began with a blood-bath first encounter cliché though, so I don't mind this as much'. A faint smile appeared on Feihren's face.

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A few minutes ago…

Feihren was verified by the commander to be non-hostile, and was allowed to go unmolested. However, contrary to what Marvin was expecting, this man requested to join them on their journey to return to Wolfenstein.

Most of the knights didn't bother with him anymore. Most of them just thought that this "old" man just wanted to return to civilization after wandering about for a long time, and was lost with no idea where and how to go back. But to Marvin this is a farce! A huge as* farce! This guy is far from weak and helpless in his opinion.

Marvin hypothesized that the magic item he used is just not capable of reading a unit that is too high or too low for its standards. But what the heck, this item is only uncommon grade, just a tier higher than a basic item. So in conclusion, this "old" hermit man is strong, definitely strong. Marvin was convinced. He had been commander for over a year now and even though he was only in his mid 40's, he was no longer arrogant to the extent of him being dumb and reckless.

'Hmm, what to do, what to do…'

He pondered for a while before saying "You can come with us to Wolfenstein as long as you carry your own weight and don't cause any kind of trouble to my troop. Feed yourself, protect yourself!"

Feihren courteously nodded in response

Marvin just sighed inwardly 'This conniving old fart…'