Marc was not sure why this happens but this red miasma seems to be able to make the beast in the forest feral. Maybe this was one of the reasons the Wildlands was designated as a danger zone.
But Marc knew that if he let the red miasma drop down the ground then the beast in his town would get affected. This explained to him why they mostly lived in caves and would not surface unless to hunt and mate.
"Well, here we go again." Marc looked serious as he pulled out a large crate where there are various tubes sitting inside. Marc slowly and surely assembled them and made a large metallic pipe that seemed to reach 50 meters in length.
*Exhale!*
Marc exhaled as much as he could and then placed the tip of the tube in his mouth then pointed it up towards the slowly receding red miasma and inhaled instantly.
*Inhale!!*
*FWuuuup!!*
"*burp!* Marc burped as a considerable amount of the red miasma in is area were sucked towards him. This was something he had discovered on the second year he was here, he cannot be affected by the red mist.
But why does he inhale so much every year? Then that boils down to his extraordinary strength right now, Marc does not know it but after he inhaled a large amount before and ate the mango like fruit he felt a hot searing sensation like never before.
It hurts like hell for him but it was discovered by him later that it made him stronger, faster and tougher.
But it was only him that could somehow do this, as there were records in books about this red mist that even the mages and warriors get crazed once they inhale this mist.
But not him somehow, maybe this was because he has been eating the weird fruit he thought.
If that is so then Tyrone and Bacon should not fear this mist, yet even then they still hide in fear as soon as the Miasma starts to close down to the ground.
Marc kept inhaling as much as he could before the end of the say as he had made sure to warn the ones trying to arrive meet him to not come on this specific day.
"Aaghh!!" a shout echoed as the sun was about to set in the horizon and the mist getting thin.
"Ughh! What now?" Marc looked down towards the monster town where everybody hid in their basements.
There he saw the stubborn young girl that kept asking him to take her in as a disciple. She was now being chased around by the feral Rabbits that were supposed to be one of the gentle inhabitants of this place.
"This girl again…" Marc was frustrated as he looked up towards the red miasma that was now a bit thin. "…well the day's almost over but ughh I should let this girl go back already, but where are her companions though?"
Marc jumped towards where the girl was as she was being pressured by the rabbits left and right. He then let out his intense 'Haki' as he nerded out in his mind seeing that the rabbits fainted in shock as they felt his killing intent.
Marc does not know why but this was totally felt natural for him. One point in his life he learned how to point his bloodlust when he served in the military before especially when they fought against hired mercenaries of the enemies.
As he landed near the girl he saw her eyes brighten and immediately kneeled in front of him with her signature slide.
"Lord Saint please save my friends from the feral monsters!" Marc was about to chide her but her words made him stop and pick her up immediately.
"Where?" asked Marc as he looked at the small girl hanging in his hand.
"There!" She pointed with her hand making Marc run full speed shocking the girl further.
"BWarhglughhbubgglorpeliblasfjjieokrnuerglleapee!!" the girl tried to speak as he pointed but Mac ignored her as he followed where her finger pointed, it wasn't long before he saw a group of injured kids huddle up I a corner as they defended themselves from feral beast.
Good thing that the beast did not differentiate friend or foe unless they were of the same species so the kids were not the focus of the large group of feral beast.
Marc again used his full intimidation tactic making those feral beast gain some semblance of clarity as they felt the fear of death closing up upon them. Some fainted while the stronger ones just stayed still and shivered as they peed there and then.
"Princess!" the young teen wearing full body armor beamed as he saw their leader is fine.
"Guysh!! Yar arrive Ay am sho gla*Ptooey*hmmm? Wai-eurgh… Bleurgh!!" the girl said as she ran towards her friends but she paused and spat out the stuff that was caught in her mouth on the fast speed and this time the effects took its toll as she suddenly felt dizzy and puked colorful liquid from her mouth.
"Now can somebody tell me why you are all here when I explicitly sent a letter to the Baroness to not let anyone in the Wildlands during this time of year?" Marc's low voice shook the young adventurers to their senses as they realized it was the Saint that saved them.
"I-umm…we have a v-valid explanation!" the young mage girl stuttered as she raised her hand to point at the princess then the others followed too as they pointed their hands towards her.
"Wh-what?! You traitors!!" the young girl was shocked how quickly she was thrown under the bus by her friends but she noticed how pale and scared they were at Marc's glare.
She too noticed his unpleased expression as red seemed to glow within his veins and it made her remember that he was inhaling that red miasma that maddened the beast in the forest when she saw him.
His position was very obvious and could be seen about a kilometer away where he was. So her thoughts ran as she felt that maybe the Saint was making sacrifices every year to lessen the effects of the Miasma for the beasts of the forest.
But that would mean that there are also copious amounts of the deadly Miasma inside the Saint right now so she shivered as she thought of her excuse as she knew she was being selfish when she brought her friends here subjecting them to enormous danger.
She had also heard her auntie preventing any to get inside the fog this time saying that Saint demanded it. But she did not care as she snuck in to get to beg him to take her in as his disciple.
"I-I j-just wa…"
"Don't talk, just leave and never come back." Marc said in a very cold tone laced with killing Intent making the kids shiver in fear.
This time Marc walked towards the one in the group with a big backpack and took the rope then instantly pulled the kids who were scared at his actions.
He did not care for their protest as he tied them together in a bundle and picked them up with ease.
He then ran pull speed holding the kids tight in his hands as he wanted them to be gone in this place as soon as possible.
The group was still scared even when the shocking speed of the man carrying them was mindblowing.
This time Marc was able to pull out a bit of his weird energy the people here call aura in his body to cover the kids, though it was a lot harder in this place. He was still able to use the aura like thingy in his body to make a field around the bundle of kids to prevent them from being nauseated.
This time it took about ten minutes to reach from where the kids were to the edge of the fog mountains. This was the first time Marc ran in full speed with the power of his body, soon they were in the fog and Marc did not stop.
The young princess wanted to say something but when she looked at Marc's pissed off face she knew that maybe she did something that displeased the Saint so she kept quiet.
After another fast ten minutes passed when Marc saw the fort that was under the control of the Baroness but as Marc neared he could see there was some sort of argument happening in the fort as two groups argued in the front of the opened gates.
His arrival was noticed by many as his speed and heavy aura just announced who he was. The two groups quieted down as they saw him carry the bunch of kids and his face says that he is not so pleased.
The air was palpable but Marc cared not as he just dropped the kids in front of the Baroness who was surprised at his arrival but her eyes locked on to the young girl in the bundle of kids.