A Week Later

"Hm? These metal blocks with wheels exploded..." Unmeig didn't expect them to explode. If he wanted to, he could direct his sword to slash a whole building, however, he didn't want unnecessary deaths. Knowing that people can leave these metal blocks with wheels, they became his target.

"Next time, I won't do that." however, he didn't feel that much guilt even though he heard cries from the explosion. He then looked at the man in black who had already pissed his pants.

"How unsightly, but it seemed that you believe me now."

The man slowly nodded.

'It looked like that I don't need to resort in finding them on my own based on Olmen's report.' Unmeig thought, 'However if they just used boats, it will take me more than months before I reach this Pentoran City.'