Twilight on the outskirts of Pine City in the autonomous region, a carriage was speeding along the trade path.
Mr. Bloodshirt sat inside, leaning against the carriage wall with his eyes closed, still submerged in the drowsiness brought on by the jostling of the carriage.
But even in his semi-conscious state, a corner of his mind remained pondering.
To be safe, he had to take preemptive action.
Although that place was the rival's home ground, and the rival seemed able to sense him, it was far too dangerous to let "Aiden Galahad" continue to grow.
To simply kill him without erasing his existence would be futile; "Aiden Galahad's" presence must be completely removed from this world—that was the goddess's binding on him, a test and an agreement in his eyes.
Before he fulfilled this agreement, no matter how many times it took, the goddess would resurrect a new "Aiden Galahad."
But that was fine, the next Aiden Galahad might not be more dangerous than the current one.
