A very normal demi

"Sigh, to think that another monster was found within the city," The city lord of Joost was exhausted as he read the report. This was a rising issue, not to mention that he conceded the right to interrogate the elf over to the Hero. There were also the weirdo Tanz City guards that he had to accommodate, although they weren't making trouble, they couldn't be considered to be ideal guards either.

His mood had plummeted and was not looking to rise.

The Hero staying in his city only piled more stress than necessary. The effects of the Hero's previous actions had already taken root. Assaulting a group of law enforcement officers had greatly impacted his reputation. This incident was stemmed from reaching the commoners, but displeasure had still brewed amongst the upper class.

"Milord, apparently a lieutenant from Tanz City was the one who found and slain the monster," his steward summarised another portion of the report.

"It's believed that he has a magic weapon of some sort, perhaps even a legitimate magic weapon,"

"Magic weapon?" equipment that could evoke magic was expensive but more so extremely rare. Only the skilled amongst the skilled weaponsmiths could make them, and even then they were much inferior to legitimate or rather, true magic weapons.

True magic weapons were near impossible to find, only popping up in ruins and wreckages from ancient races thousands of years ago.

"Are you sure the footmen present weren't mistaking it?" Due to the above reasons, it was naturally exceptionally hard for the city lord to believe that some random frontier lieutenant had a true magic weapon.

"Milord, it is just a speculation, however, it is most likely that they had mistaken it for something else,"

"Hmm, yes, that must be the case,"

This incident was filed, but not so soon forgotten…

Moving to another topic the steward read out another report.

"It seems the star seer has had a troubling foresight, Milord,"

"Well? Out with it,"

As the steward explained the contents of the report, the city lord's countenance turned solemn. According to a star seer under his employ, he had foreseen a fallen race within the city walls.

A fallen race.

Not much was known about them, other than the fact that they were supposedly long gone, nothing more than relics of bygone eras. The only records of their existence were ruins with ancient documentations that detailed their plight alongside the wreckage of their fortresses, having long lost their majesty over the years.

However, there is distinct reasoning behind them being called the fallen races,

The fallen races were once races that existed thousands upon thousands of years ago. They were all strong and prosperous civilisations. However, growing discontent with what they had, the fallen races united and rebelled against the gods, falling from the god's graces. The fallen races were at the pinnacle of their time and in their hubris they challenged the very gods of this world, engulfing the realm in a cataclysmic war that lasted centuries. No one was able to escape and everyone had to choose a side, either with the gods or with the fallen races. There was no middle ground. Except, for a few minor exceptions, the dragons being the main one. Many proxy races were killed off as a result, with little relics or records of their existence.

Although the fallen races were inevitably subjugated through the combined might of the gods and their allies, the fallen races also had trump cards up their sleeves. Seeing the war fall out of their favour, they threw away all reservations, using all their remaining power to sever the link the gods had to the realm effectively banishing them. Their final act of spite. In the end, the fallen races lost with most of them extinct, branded heretics by all throughout the realm.

It is a crime for a fallen race to exist, as they are the enemies of the gods and the world.

"Sigh, this won't help with my balding,"

…

"Can you tell me? Please, please," Faced with relentless pestering from a certain team member, Jeffrey was rather fed up.

Luckily Savage chipped in,

"Everyone has their own secrets. If he doesn't want to, you should respect that," This guy could be quite considerate at times, at others he was quite inconsiderate. Maybe it was because they were on the same team? Or maybe because they were quite similar to each other?

Anyway, the trio was spending time in a plaza, doing virtually nothing. They had a free day, and Karl also gave them their pay. Which was around, three silver coins each. Now that Jeffrey had received his first payday, he finally had a chance to properly look at the currency. It was a silver coin with a copper hue, most likely an alloy. In the centre was a moon that followed the circumference of the coin with two stars branded in it.

Denoting the coin as a two star value. Similarly, copper coins were imprinted with one star, and as the coins increased in value so would the number of stars imprinted on them.

"Damn, they really like stars here, huh?"

It's a wonder why a Kingdom, known as the Moonshine Kingdom, with astrology as its main premise would have a star motif.

Truly a wonder.

The three loitered in the plaza until noon, of which they were questioned multiple times by patrols. After all three suspicious individuals standing around in a single location all day couldn't be up to anything good.

"Ohh, well ain't that rare," Kelli commented looking at a transaction happening in the plaza. That in itself wasn't all that rare, nor were the contents of the trade anything special, however, it was the traders who caught her eye.

Looking over, Jeffrey immediately felt something off about her. They looked human with brown hair and a simple dress, however, there was another addition that made her facade fall apart. Cat ears. More specifically, the individual in question had a set of cat like features, with cat ears on her head, and a tail to boot. A demi human.

"An abomination," Jeffrey murmured. He felt his blood boil, as silent killing intent dripped off his body. He didn't know why, but that thing had to die.

"Hey, you alright?" the message didn't really get to him, all his senses were dulled, except when he focused on the eldritch being before him.

Standing up, he gazed at the creature with the silent eyes of a soldier as he stalked closer.

Feeling the shiver of being stalked by a hunter, the cat girl turned around instinctively. It would have been better if she hadn't, but at least she knew how she died.

She was quickly slashed in half, her innards spilling out. But that wasn't all, the brutality that Jeffrey showed next even made Savage pale. Withdrawing his scythe he evoked his essence as he brutalised her in her last moments of consciousness.

The plaza was silent, as the pounds of flesh started to lose their warmth. After who knows how long, someone regained their senses.

"Ahhhhhh!" screams of panic flooded the plaza as people fled from the cultist.