Mystical Journey

"Alright, I'll be waiting for your news then, Master," Yuria smiled.

Garen was speechless. The fellow had been getting too sleek in the past year. Compared to the simple-minded teenager he used to be, he was now no different than a normal uncle.

"Well, if there's nothing else, you should go back now. Don't stay here for too long."

"Got it, Master."

He stared as Yuria left with a giddy smile on his face, Garen then closed the door and returned to his sofa.

"Nine-Tails and the others went to some other continent to investigate the situation with Slayer. I wonder how are they doing now. Yuria over here just met some weirdo, and it's a weirdo not mentioned in the original plot," Garen touched his chin. "Why does this feel like a gaming world? The first generation of Slayer, second generation, third generation? It's a bit interesting."

"Forget about it, these things are too much trouble to manage. I should just continue living my ordinary life, and take good care of my body and mind…"

He was too lazy to bother about all these messy things. After all, his main purpose in this world was to just enjoy anything interesting. This kind of serious investigation tasks were not suited for him. He would rather stay at home and watch movies or television shows, play some games, or go out and stroll. Those leisure activities were so much better.

He lifted his wrist and checked the time, it was a quarter past eight nighttime.

"I'll go for a walk around and get some food back for dinner," Garen remembered that the snacks in his hotel room were almost finished, so he had to go to the supermarket to replenish his stock.

Grabbing his jacket, he headed out.

Walking out of his room, he turned around and closed the door. He then walked along the carpet until he reached the elevator.

The elevator was empty and nobody could be seen.

"Everyone should be resting or getting ready for bed at this hour," Garen mumbled as he pressed the elevator button.

Ding.

Among the four other elevators, one just happened to stop at this floor. The door slowly opened.

Garen walked in quickly and stood in the middle. There was a stylish office lady in the elevator as well. White blonde hair drooped over her frame like a waterfall, white skin as delicate as porcelain, tall and slender, and she was wearing a black professional skirt with nude stockings matched with a small black bag in her hands.

Seeing that Garen entered, his over-bulky physique made her feel oppressive. His burly figure occupied a large part of the elevator.

The lady reluctantly inched closer to the wall with a helpless expression.

Garen drew out his room card and brushed it on the elevator panel, he then pressed the third-floor button. There was a huge supermarket chain there. To his surprise, his room card seemed to be not working and it was still no good even after he pressed the button multiple times.

"Which floor are you going?" The lady could not stand it anymore, she was flustered by Garen's arm that kept flinging in front of her.

"Third floor, thank you," Garen smiled embarrassedly.

"No problem." The lady took out her own room card and brushed it, then pressed the third-floor button.

After brushing the card, the lady took out her phone and dialed a number. After a short wait, the call was connected. She then began to speak in another language.

Garen could not understand anything as he stood by her side.

Besides the main line of the Four Great Cornerstones of this world, ordinary people in other parts of the world still led their ordinary life. The knowledge of the Four Great Cornerstones was only limited to a small area of people, the rest of the places only consisted of plain ordinary lives. This was the reason he could slack.

Ding...

From the forth-something floor to the ninth floor, the elevator stopped again. The doors opened and a handsome young man dressed in a suit and leather shoes walked in.

When he caught sight of Garen in his white pajamas, he was shocked for a bit, but he returned quickly. To be able to stay at this hotel, one would not be just a typical customer. However, to dare to walk out of one's room dressed like that, one was surely not just an ordinary person.

He flashed a friendly smile toward Garen.

Garen ignored him entirely. Ever since he joined the security department, so many people wanted to get closer to him that they could probably form a line all the way to the ocean.

Soon enough, he reached the third floor. Garen walked into the empty supermarket. The things sold here were not generally cheap, so naturally, not many people came to shop here.

After quickly picking a few boxes of snacks that he liked, Garen checked out and returned to the elevator with his arms full of snacks. The supermarket staff helped to press the elevator button for him.

He then waited quietly for the elevator.

Ding…

The elevator doors opened.

The lady was still inside. At the sight of Garen once again, she was obviously surprised for a bit. She, too, flashed a friendly smile toward him.

Garen thought that a foolish smile would lose his Sword Master style, so he ignored her. Although she was indeed beautiful, she was still not his cup of tea. Hugging his boxes of snacks, he walked in and once again, occupied most of the space in the elevator.

The lady seemed to be slightly embarrassed as she had her head bent low, both hands clutching onto her handbag.

The elevator soon reached the forty-something floor which was the floor Garen was staying at.

Holding onto his things, Garen walked out and swiftly headed to his own room. Garen straight away divided the snacks into different categories and poured himself a glass of strawberry wine. He added some milk, a few ice cubes, sprinkled some pepper, and lastly, a few slices of sausages to give it a flavor. He then took a sip.

"Wow… Nice!"

He plopped onto the couch and turned on his projection television.

Suddenly, he remembered he seem to have forgotten something. He had something to eat, but he was short of something to drink, a mere wine was clearly not enough. He went to his cabinet and had a look, the milk was almost finished. Garen started to contemplate whether to get more milk.

Once again, he took his room card and headed out. He stopped before the elevator and pressed the button once more.

It did not take long before the elevator doors opened.

The girl with long white blonde hair was still inside. The both of them stared at each other for a moment across the elevator.

Wacko.

Garen carefully sized the girl. Was she addicted to taking the elevator?

The lady looked embarrassed as an awkward smile crept onto her face, her fingers tightened their grip around her handbag strap.

"Excuse me…" She started. "Does Mr. Byron Corey stay here?"

"Byron Corey?" Garen did not seem to understand what was she saying. "Who is that? I don't know him." He continued measuring her with his eyes. "Are you sick? Delusional?"

"Hmm?" The lady could not react on time as it seemed that Garen was speaking too fast and she was straining to catch up on his words. "What are… Talking about?"

"I said, are you sick?" Garen repeated his question.

The lady still had a blank expression. "Sorry, my foreign language isn't very good, what are you asking?"

"I said, you're sick." Garen was already almost speechless.

"You said, I'm pretty?" The lady pointed at herself as she blurt out word by word.

"Yes, you're sick, very sick…" Garen had his arms around himself as he looked more and more helpless by the moment.

"Thank you for your kind words." The lady showed a shy yet grateful smile. "Actually, my makeup wasn't done very nicely."

"I didn't say that your makeup is nice…" Garen could feel a little pain in his balls.

"Then what do you mean?" Apparently pretty and sick sounded similar in Slann language, hence why the lady was confused once again.

"You're not even good with language, why are you here all alone? Aren't you tired?" Garen did not want to waste any more time talking nonsense to her.

"Yes, I'm very tired." This time around, she finally understood what he meant and nodded her head eagerly.

"Go back to your country if you're tired. This is Mars, it's not suitable for humans from Earth to stray around," Garen simply responded. Just then, the elevator doors opened as it stopped at the third floor, and so he walked out.

The lady still had a dazed look on her face, she did not even understand what was Earth.

Staring at the back of Garen's figure, she smiled as she repeated the two terms 'Earth' and 'Mars' multiple times in a hushed tone.

"I think he was probably complimenting me…" She too was unsure herself.

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Garen was resting at the hotel, alone and bored.

On the other hand, Nine-Tailed Fox had sent over the news on some new developments over on her side. They had initially found out the whereabouts of Slayer but they dared not rush into contact, so they continued observing from afar.

As for the strange man Garen had asked the security department to investigate on, there was still no news.

He gave the feedback to Yuria. Garen was actually slightly interested in Slayer, though it had nothing to do with whatsoever Sacred Sigil, but how strong was Slayer who was also known as the pinnacle of the world.

Therefore, with such curiosity, Garen left the hotel and started his journey. After learning about the location of Slayer that was sent out by Nine-Tailed Fox and the others, he quietly left the agreed guarding point alone and went straight in the direction of the Slayer.

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As far as the eye could see, a giant cruise ship was slowly headed into the sea's horizon. Sunlight, seagulls, waves, plus the lapping wave sounds and the frequent dolphins leaping side to side.

Everything painted a beautiful picture altogether.

"Where's Slayer?" Leaning on the ship's rail, Garen asked quietly as he stared at the leaping dolphins.

"Should be somewhere here." An intelligent female officer from the security department who was dressed as a wealthy lady was standing beside Garen, sipping the light green glass of wine in her hand.

"Are Nine-Tailed Fox and the others nearby?"

"Yes."

"Order your people not to stray too far away from here. If they're really at the bottom of the sea, they have to be ready to aid me at all times," Garen instructed.

"Understood, Sir. Are you not going to wait for the assisting manpower?" The wealthy lady asked softly.

"No need." Garen shook his head.

"Nine-Tailed Fox and the others are still not close enough to Slayer as of now, they're afraid of being discovered by the other party so they chose an island further away. There is only a half an hour gap of monitoring in between, and this is the time when Slayer will be more alert. This is the time when I go over."

Garen did not intend to let the others witness his battle against Slayer, turning the fight into a combat show. It just happened that Slayer dived into the water and was currently somewhere near the seafloor. He seemed to be searching for something, so Garen still had some time to attempt to get near him.

"Get the wetsuit ready."

"Already ready."

Garen held onto the handrail as he turned around and walked toward a secret door in the cabin.

The door slowly opened and a gorgeous lady dressed in a black suit by the door bowed. She also had two black sabers by her side.

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At the bottom of the sea, everything was pitch black in the trench.

A black figure was swimming around, moving about in the water. Behind it were dozens of groups of people dressed in silver diving suits.

This group of people continued to swim along the trench as their flashlights shone, constantly illuminating the surroundings.

Oh!!

A massive great white shark swam from a distance, but before it got close, a long black spear pike pierced through its eye. A long black chain necklace was attached to the entire spear pike and the chain was held by the black figure.

"Clear."

The hoarse voice of the black figure rang in the small region of the sea.

All the silver figures quickly swam in all directions, dispersing immediately. They started clearing any other threatening creatures nearby. As for the great white shark, strangely enough, there was not a trace of blood. It just started sinking slowly as if there was something heavy added into its body.

Slowly, the eyes of the black figure lit up like rubies, a glowing bright red.

He slowly raised his head as if he sensed something, and looked up.