Undead Beast Master: Living Solely for My Desires-Chapter 67: Secret

Zaroth, armed with a spear, had a clear advantage in reach over his opponent. Seeing an opportunity, Zaroth performed a feint thrust.

The man, not realizing it was a feint, moved to the side in an attempt to dodge.

Zaroth, taking full advantage of the opening, wasted no time. He thrust his spear for real this time, aiming at the man’s rib cage. However, his opponent proved to be skilled with his swords.

Using his left sword, the man parried the spear, while his right sword slashed at Zaroth’s shoulder.

Feeling the pain of his shoulder being injured should force any man to let go of his weapon...

But Zaroth wasn’t any man. He had spent long hours training in the Live Combat Practice room with his friends, and there he had learned something,

How to fight while throwing away the disregard for your life.

Taking a step forward, Zaroth commanded the spear to move, and his opponent, not expecting the sudden attack, was too slow to react.

The tall man gasped, and his eyes became unfocused as he felt his chest being pierced by Zaroth’s spear.

Zaroth pulled out his spear and immediately aimed for the man’s head, going for the kill.

Only for his spear to be stopped by the hand of the supervisor, who had somehow moved so fast that Zaroth didn’t even notice.

"Healer!" the overweight man shouted. Then he turned towards Zaroth and smiled as he spoke.

"Congratulations, you pass to the next round."

"Brother!" the timid boy dropped his bow and ran up to his brother.

"How dare you!" The timid boy glared at Zaroth with hatred.

Zaroth raised an eyebrow before speaking,

"Hey, there is nothing that I can do. Your brother is just that weak."

Shifting his gaze to the supervisor for a second, he saw that it was okay to leave, so after getting healed, he did just that.

Meanwhile, the supervisor wrote on his piece of paper,

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Zaroth:

Main weapon: Spear

Characteristics: Heartless, can ignore pain to a large extent, always tries to go for the kill

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Looking at the report, the supervisor couldn’t help but grin as he muttered,

"This kid would have a lot of potential on the battlefield."

*****

"This was surprisingly easy," Zaroth muttered under his breath as he enjoyed a stroll through the park.

’Why did you try to go for the kill? Wasn’t he already defeated anyway?’ Luna’s voice echoed in his mind.

’No, only fools let their guard down until the end of the fight. I mean, you know how crazy some people’s powers are—there’s always a possibility my opponent could manage to turn the tables.’

’Correct answer!’ Luna spoke happily.

’Correct answer? Was she testing me?’ he thought but didn’t press on the issue any longer.

’So, what plans do you have?’ It seemed that Luna was bored and wanted some entertainment.

’The others should soon be done with their lectures if they haven’t already, so I could go hang out with them… but to be honest, I feel like I want to explore the capital on my own.’

Truthfully, Zaroth had been so focused on gaining strength that he hadn’t had much time to see what the gigantic city could offer.

Having made up his mind, Zaroth began to explore.

He visited some shops but didn’t find anything he needed, so he left without buying anything.

Wanting to see the interiors of some bars, he entered a few but didn’t drink anything—it felt too lonely to drink alone.

He even visited a museum that showcased some kind of cool glowing rocks.

Zaroth wasn’t sure why, but when he saw so many rocks of different origins gathered in one place, he couldn’t help but grin.

"Hehe… rocks."

In the end, he felt pretty relaxed as he headed for his apartment.

That was until a shouting voice stopped him.

"People! We, the purifiers, have found another one amongst us!"

Hearing the loud shout and the muttering of a lot of people, Zaroth let his curiosity win and followed the noise.

Taking a few turns, he stopped at a large crowd of people filled with worried expressions.

They stood before a large building made of some kind of white material.

"Is that a church?" he asked himself as he took a step forward.

"Look at the sinner we have among our own kind!" A man in a white robe declared as he lifted the head of a half-dead man.

"Please… I didn’t mean to…" From the way he spoke, it was clear the sinner was beyond broken.

In the next moment, he was met with a fist to his face.

Forcing the injured man to stand up, the man in the white robe continued,

"Look at his hand!" He grabbed the sinner’s hand and poured some kind of liquid over it.

The next moment, the back of the man’s hand shone crimson as some kind of symbol appeared on it.

"Gods, so it’s true!"

"I can’t believe it, he looked so normal!"

"Make him pay for his sins!"

The crowd erupted in mutters as they stared at the man’s hand.

’Wait, isn’t that symbol similar to the one I got after making a deal with Midnight Bloodrose?’ Zaroth wondered to himself.

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"As stated by the law and in the honor of the name of the gods who protect and guide us!"

The man in the white robe forced the injured sinner to sit on a chair, tying his hands behind his back and binding his legs together.

"The sentence is immediate execution!" Shifting his gaze to the masses, the man spoke louder so everyone could hear him.

"The elders have declared that the form of punishment is stoning!"

The eyes of the injured sinner widened in horror as he gazed at the public.

"Wait, please—"

But he was interrupted as a rock thrown toward him hit him squarely in the jaw.

"Kill the sinner!" a man screamed, picking up a nearby rock and hurling it toward the condemned individual with all his strength.

"In the name of the gods!" a woman joined in as she, too, began to throw rocks.

Pretty soon, the nearby crowd was throwing rocks at the man. Injured and bound, he could only scream in pain as he was slowly being killed.

Watching from afar, Zaroth noted to himself,

’Okay, then. I guess I REALLY have to keep it a secret that I’ve made a deal with a demon…’