Saga of Astral Mysteries (LOTMxASOIAF)

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Valkorion immediately appeared in front of the spider aberration and started slashing with his sword like his life depended on it. Even though the regenerative capabilities of the Chwidenchas were fearsome, due to the passive light properties of the Sword of the Promised Victory, they were not working.

Chwidenchas were spawns of darkness and evil; they were in contradiction to everything that Excalibur represented, the Light and Hope, the concept of Good if it could be called like that, and the very same light was right now destroying the spider aberration from within.

Even in the most rudimentary state, the Sealed Artifact was, it was proving itself to be most effective against the dark-attributed monsters as the light effects that the Excalibur had were deadly to them.

As Valkorion was hacking and stabbing with his sword, the chwidencha was slowly but steadily on the last legs, this time it was rather literal because he managed to sever most of the creature's legs.

It could barely stand anymore and was already dying; the only thing that it needed was the last finishing blow, which Valkorion steadily delivered as the life left the Sequence 7 Chwidencha as Valkorion sighed in relief that he managed to slay this foe.

This was another Seuqnce 7 Monster that he killed in the span of a few days, though he had to admit that it was rather easier to kill compared to the Sequence 7 Mutated Bugbear from before, even though he was fighting the Seuqnce 7 Chwidencha in its home territory.

Maybe the creature was rather overconfident in its success and spent more time playing with him than fighting, as it wanted to play it is prey. It was rather common knowledge that many of the monsters from the Underdark, meaning those who dwelled in the darkness, were rather sadistic and loved to torture and play with their targets.

It wasn't anything new, so Valkorion wasn't that surprised seeing the tendencies of the Sequence 7 Chwidencha. After several moments, he used his newly obtained weapon, which had already become his most beloved possession, as he dug out the Extraordinary Core of the Sequence 7 Chwidencha.

Another Sequence 7 Extraordinary Core that is worth around 700 Gold Dragon Coins was put away in his backpack as he finished dissecting killed Chwidencha. Unfortunately for him, his joy was rather short-lived when he heard the already familiar sound of spider legs climbing the walls and other objects.

When he looked around, he realized that the entire place was crawling with hundreds of spiders, each one as big as an adult horse as his blood ran cold, because they were practically everywhere.

They were crawling from the depths of the ruins up to the outcrop where the Altar to the Astral was located. Not to mention, they were also blockading his way out, so he could rely on exit.

Fortunately for him, the one good thing was that there were not any Extraordinary Monsters among them, just ordinary monsters that didn't even reach Sequence 7. Still, their number was rather troublesome, and he would soon enough tire out if he were to fight them all, so his only bet was to escape.

To do that, he would need to tear through the entrance that was now swarming with Giant Spiders.

Giant Spiders, they were also known as monstrous spiders, were quite simply enormous versions of regular spiders. Existing in various types, there was no way to singularly describe their appearance, with various types ranging in size from that of a dog to a house.

Giant versions of almost every spider existed in the world, ranging from tarantulas to black widows, spitters, spinners, and all manner of others. Their appearances, habits, and environments all varied greatly. The largest population of the Giant Spiders in the know known world was in the jungles of Sothoryos and Ulthos, followed by North Westeros and certain areas of Essos.

Some species were even known to employ Giant Spiders as their mount, the most notable being Goblins and Hobgoblins that created Giant Spider Cavalry, a rather fearsome cavalry unit in the Essos or any other place where the Goblinoids were living.

Fortunately enough, this was happening only in the larger settlements of Goblins. Otherwise, the Giant Spider Cavalry was rather rare.

The first spiders already arrived and attacked him even more aggressively than the Chwidencha from before. When he observed the Giant Spider that attacked him with its blade-like legs, he realized that it was a Sword Spider.

It was a peculiar variety of the Subterranean Giant Spider that was classified as Giant Spider because the adults were, on average of the size of two or three horses put together, and their most characteristic feature which was their sword-like legs.

When he looked at the ones that attacked him, they ranged in length around 6 meters in diameter and were high around 4 meters. All of them had sleek but hairy black bodies with dark-brown-striped fur, and their legs had chitinous plates with sharp ridges that resembled blades.

In short, they were rather disgusting that, he had to admit.

Valkorion didn't liked spiders at all...

When he was young, he feared them greatly, though that was in his past life; nowadays, he maximally flinched when he saw them, but the tendency of wanting them to be burned was still present and still ran strong.

Not giving the Sword Spiders any opportunity, he swung his sword, severing its legs in one movement, as one of the Sword Spiders that had its legs severed fell on the other one, which created a chain reaction for the time being.

He immediately utilized the chaos as he stabbed one of the Sword Spiders through his skull, effectively killing the monster; he then quickly disposed of the remaining three in the same fashion before they could stand up.

As he was preparing to run to the entrance that was cleared for the time being, he realized that he was stuck in place, as from a distance, several of the hairy Giant Spiders shot their webs on his legs, entrapping him in one place.

Turning around, he tried to move his legs, but unfortunately, they were bound rather strongly in the place as the web of the spiders was thick as hell, and it was also very powerful.

Valkorion knew that he needed more time to break through it, so he started moving his legs as much as it was possible when the webbing started getting looser.

Unfortunately for him, before he could free himself, he was pushed down by one of the Sword Spiders; as the giant thing attempted to bite his head off as he fell on the ground, but sadly for the spider, he turned around and stabbed his sword into the spider's underbelly.

The Sword Spider shrieked in pain, as Valkorion then used Excalibur to slash through the webbing around his legs and stood up, as he was soon enough surrounded by several tens of Sword Spiders and other species of Giant Spiders.

And more and more of the Giant Spiders were arriving, and Valkorion also sensed a good number of Ettercaps, because their huge figures couldn't be mistaken by him for anything else.

For the time being, he really started thinking that he may die here...

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Suddenly, as he was already beginning to think that he may become food for the spiders after obtaining so much and finally having a good start in this new life, though it would be more prudent to say that this life was far better than his old one as well...

Even though he had to admit that he missed some luxuries of his old life and the relative peace and comfort of the Earth's 21st century, he had to admit that this was finally the time when he was really feeling alive and that everything had some reason.

Out of nowhere, everything just froze in place.

Valkorion could see that the Giant Spiders were panicking as well as the Ettercaps that were mixed within the lines of tens or hundreds of Giant Spiders all around the area, and if he had to guess, then down there should be a few thousand of them.

It wouldn't be surprising if the Giant Spiders had some huge nests in this place or the ruins of the city down there, below the altar, because it was a perfect spot for the subterranean species of the Giant Spiders.

Valkorion observed that the hundreds or thousands of eyes of the Giant Spiders were wandering here and there, and many of them seemed like they were struggling to move, but they could move an inch.

Not even one millimeter like they were frozen in the space itself.

The silence was rather uncomfortable because he was rather okey and could move.

Just as another few sconces have passed, he only saw fire appear in the middle of the air above the ruins of the ruined city and a voice coming from the fiery figure.

"Burn the ashes."

The voice was full of authority and fiery like the hottest flame as under Valkorion's shocked sight, every single one of the spider monsters started combusting out of nowhere and burning down.

Screeching and vailing of despair resounded through the entire cavern in thousands as countless of the spider monsters were burned down until not even their ashes remained, as they were too burned down by the flames of the fiery figure before him.

The previously dark and gloomy subterranean was turned into a place where fire danced in the air, and everything was burning, yet to Valkorion's surprise, he could breathe as fine as before, and he didn't have many problems even with thoughts of spider monsters being burned.

And yet the wave of flames didn't stop there, as it continued to the depths of the ruins of the city, illuminating everything in the subterranean cavern and also burning everything in its path, leaving only the stone alone as the being most probably controlled the power and intensity of its flames.

Everything that was in these wretched ruins was purged under the waves of the fire, though, when the flames of the fire waves touched Valkorion, they instead recovered his stamina and healed him to a perfect state.

When he was nursed to full health, he stood up and looked around him; he noticed that almost nothing remained from the several hundreds or thousands of Spider Monsters that were converting around his location.

After he looked at the location where the fiery being was floating in the air, observing everything with a certain degree of indifference, before his sight in the end turned on him

Valkorion knew that this should be the future Lord of Light that Astral talked about, even though he didn't know why Sequence 1 Angel was here, but it was most possible that it was related to the mission that Astral entrusted to him.

Valkorion looked at the being in front of him verily as he was aware that the Angel was scrutinizing... not only Angel but also Great Wyrm...

Some Great Wyrms were far more dangerous than any Angel could be; for certain, the Great Wyrms were calamities of nature able to overrun the continents if they wished. Unfortunately, nowadays, they have become nothing more than just legends, mostly forgotten by the modern world, with only a few ancient Angels remembering their terror.

According to the legends of the Valyrian Freehold, some of the Great Wyrm resisted within the Freehold and helped the fledging Valyrian Freehold to establish itself as supreme power within the Essos.

"Champion of the Lord Bahamuth... you indeed look like Tenebrae in his youth, aside from the Noxii traits in your eyes..."

The fiery figure came closer as it then stated calmly while looking at him, as Valkorion frowned a little because he knew that he wasn't a pure-blooded Valyrian. That much was clear as he lacked one of the characteristic traits of their race, which were their purple-violet eyes.

Violet eyes of conqueror.

'Noxii, what is that? I swear that I already heard it somewhere...'

Decided to not dwell on the issue any longer.

"You did rather well against these wretched creatures of the Underdark for someone so weak... unfortunately, your pathway is rather subpar at the Lowest Sequence, but still... your combat instincts are good."

Valkorion listened to 'Him' as the arrogance of the Great Wyrm couldn't be hidden at all... most of the Great Wyrms indeed saw themselves above the Beyonder of the other intelligent species, especially the Great Wyrms that became Beyonder themselves.

It was indeed true that his Pathway was rather inferior in Sequence 7, even compared to the other Pathways, because everything that it provided was the Physical Enhancement and Combat Mastery in two disciples of combat.

For many, this would be considered as weak, but for Valkorion; this was considered as perfect because as his talent in the aspect of combat was very high from the start, and he was rather a prodigy in swordsmanship and martial arts even before he drank the Potion, after the enhancement he was sure that his talent was on the level of Legends.

Though it was expected from ancient Great Wyrm and Angel to be able to tell his Pathway after a short observation, He was rather sure that the being in front of him had lived at least for several thousand years, if the indicator of what happened to the Astral, then just like Astral, even 'He' was from the 1st Epoch or so...

"As Lord Bahamuth has stated, your quest would be to aid me, so I came here personally to judge if you were worthy... but it seems that the sword has done its job."

Valkorion shifted in place rather nervously when he realized how 'He' was looking at the sword that he was holding in his right hand.

It seems that Excalibur, the Sword of Promised Victory, was even tempting for the being in front of him to a certain degree.

"Nevertheless, you shall depart to the depths of the Orange Shore together with my Apostle and retrieve an item of utmost importance."

'He' didn't say anything else and just vanished into a burst of flames like he was never here in the first place, as Valkorion a little bit marveled at the eccentricities of the most powerful entities in the world.

But if you were so powerful you could flatten continent to ground, then perhaps you could be eccentric as much as you want.

Or at least something like that went through his head.

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When 'He' disappeared after turning who knows how many spider monsters to ashes or, rather, burned them so much that not even ash remained from them, Valkorion could finally leave this wretched place because it was already giving him creeps.

After the ambush on his person by the spider aberration and monsters, he was pretty certain it was the work of his second new employer, if he could call it like that, as he wanted to avoid even thinking about their name or title.

It could be dangerous...

He was sure that 'He' did it as another way to test him and that he would be capable enough to obtain the time for him. In the end, as he found out previously, 'He' was preparing to advance to the King of Angels before even attempting to advance to Godhood.

Even the promotion to King of Angels could be very dangerous, but Valkorion was sure that these ancient entities that had been living since the 1st Epoch were far more cunning than anyone else who would want to attack them or sabotage them during the Promotional Ritual.

Still, when the doors opened from the outside, he immediately rushed to the entrance which he used to enter this subterranean place and exited the place with great haste, partially glad to be out of the palace.

The spiders were giving him the creeps, and as someone who didn't really like to be even in the remote presence of spiders, he immediately used the first opportunity to leave. However, he made a mental note to return when he reached Mid Sequences to search for treasures.

He was only in the part of the city where he was allowed to enter, and it was something that he termed as a religious part because there wasn't a better place. In the end, it was just some part of the rock outstretched above the ruins of the city and the altar of the Astral.

Nothing more and nothing less.

The moment he appeared on the same plateau that was described in the journals of the Daerius Tenebraenys, it was already a sunny day, which was weird because, during the time he was entering, it was afternoon...

Meaning that he was there for an unknown time.

'Perhaps distortion of sensed and perception of time?'

Valkorion thought as he breathed the fresh air of the Painted Mountains and sighed in relief that he had made it out of the place alive.

Meeting with the entity that was once True God and was trying to resurrect itself and right after that, meeting with ancient Angel from the 1st Epoch that was about the reach King of Angels and soon enough ascend to the True God in the future, was something that was almost unbelievable.

It was most possible that in the place where he was, time was flowing differently or just that his own perception of time was getting skewered in that place; that was something that he would most probably not know for the time being.

"I should get going; back to the Cartharys would take at least a few days by foot."

Even though his walking speed was much faster than that of an ordinary person, mostly because of his stamina and endurance as Beyodner, and while he could cross big distances per day, it would still take him around two days to reach back home from his current location.

Hopefully, there won't be as many problems as they were with his journey here to this point when he was fighting Bugbears and almost died when fighting the Sequence 7 Mutated Bugbear...

Now that he remembered the fight, he was a bit sour, but at the same time, he also felt unnatural excitement because this would fetch him rather a good number of coins when he returned back home.

The first thing he would do would be visit Albus to sell the thing. Valkorion was rather paranoid about keeping something this precious with him all the time. Theoretically, even though the thing had a value of several thousand Golden Dragon Coins, it may be even more valuable than that.

It all depended on the person.

Internally, he was already giggling like a little girl at the prospect of money because he was sure that the armband made from the Imperial Gold would fetch him around four thousand Gold Dragon Coins, then the Extraordinary Core of the Sequence 7 Mutated Bugbear would be fore sure above seven or eight thousand Gold Dragon Coins and other things...

Obtaining around fifteen thousand wasn't out of his reach.

However, all of that would soon be reinvested in himself, slaves, and equipment, as he needed to start his plan for building his power base as soon as possible. Unfortunately for him, just now, he managed to gather some sizeable wealth to start his long-term plan.

Fortunately, he already had everything in his head; the sole thing that was needed was money to buy a few slaves with Slave Crests and Beyonder Potions for them, and they could start the plan.

This was the situation where the Valyrian Freehold was the greatest slaver civilization in the known world, so he was sure to find good slaves for his uses.

***

Cartharys, Valyrian Freehold, two days later

Arriving at the Cartharys was something that was filling Valkorion was anticipation, because he finally arrived back home after two days or so of constant travelling with minimal rest. He was rather in a hurry and would have arrived a bit faster if not for the minor inconvenience of bandits attempting to rob him.

Though the bandits were not really powerful or even skilled, and soon enough, they were turned into corpses, and he was richer by a few tens of Gold Dragon Coins, which was always something welcomed.

This was rather a common occurrence within the Painted Mountains; Valkorion was getting ambushed by the bandits at least once per month, even though it would always end in the death of the unfortunate bandits that were ambushing them.

When he entered the Cartharys, the first stop in his journey was the shop of the Clan Ferros as he needed to dispose of the things obtained from his trip to the Painted Mountains. When he was going through the streets of the Cartharys, he noticed that there were more people than usual.

He didn't really dwell on the situation any further as he continued to the merchant district of the Cartharys and directly headed towards the store of the Clan Ferros. When he arrived in front of the shop of the Clan Ferros, he was surprised to see that the store was apparently closed at the time.

Usually, Valkorion would just walk back home, but he went around the building a bit and soon enough arrived at the narrow alley. With his right hand, he went through the bricks until he stopped at one particular brick and tapped on it seven times.

Soon enough, all the other bricks started moving, and the entrance revealed itself to him.

Because he was friends with Albus Ferros for several years, he was aware of the secret entrances to the stores of the Clan Ferros.

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When Valkorion entered through the secret entrance to the shop, the secret entrance soon enough closed itself. Apparently, this kind of mechanism was installed in most, if not all, stores of the Clan Ferros.

In case some idiots attempt to break into the store and rob them, the employees could escape safely with the most precious objects and money from the store. Only the manager of each Branch was aware of the secret entrance and how to activate it, so Valkorion was sure that Albus shouldn't be saying this to anyone.

Still, it was rather handy because he needed to dispose of the things that he had in his backpack as soon as possible. The Extraordinary Cores were weighing heavily on him in his backpack, and he needed to have some money.

Also, exactly like the armband from the Imperial Gold that Valkorion entrusted to Albus Ferros to auction in the name of the Clan Ferros in the Valyria Capital, these Extraordinary Cores from the Sequence 7 Chwidencha and Sequence 7 Mutated Bugbear would take some time to sell.

Especially the Extraordinary Core of the Sequence 7 Mutated Bugbear. It would be best to auction it to maximize the worth of the object, and that would take some time. He was sure that there would be many people who would pay extraordinary prices for it within Valyria Capital.

If not in the Capital of the Freehold, then Volantis was also a good choice as it was close to the Cartharys. Clan Ferros was one of the few families within the Valyrian Freehold that had their branches across the entire Western Essos and even some in the Golden Empire of Yi Ti.

They also had some close to the Westeros, but the trade with the Westeros was relatively limited for several reasons, mainly due to the interference of the local Churches because the Church of the Seven and Parthenon were inspecting everything that was going to the Westeros from Essos.

The main reason was to prevent someone smuggling Extraordinary Cores, Beyonder Potions, Ingredients, Sealed Artifacts, or Beyodner Characteristics to the Westeros and to prevent the general population from learning about the wider world and the nobility of the Westeros from becoming Beyonders.

As he went to the shop, he noticed that the lower floor was empty, but he could hear voices coming from the second floor of the shop. Thus, he went to the staircase and to the second floor of the shop, which was usually reserved exclusively for Albus as it was his home, one could say.

The manager of the Branch lived on the second floor, and on the second floor, there was a storage room for more items that were being sold in the shop. It was rather evident, judging by the number of crates, locked chests, and storage rooms that filled the entirety of the second floor as he walked the narrow corridor.

When he reached the end of the corridor, he opened a huge wooden door that led to the living room. Valkorion was already familiar with the place, as he was here several times...

The living room of the shop was not like one would expect, because it was a lavish and opulent space, designed to impress and envelop its guests in comfort. The entire grand chamber was dominated by high, vaulted ceilings supported by thick wooden beams, each intricately carved with Mythical Creatures and various symbols.

The walls were paneled in dark, polished oak, with sections adorned by rich, brocade tapestries in deep jewel tones—emerald greens, royal purples, and crimson reds—depicting scenes of legendary hunts, royal courts, and fantastical beasts.

At the center of the room sits an expansive, low table of dark mahogany, its surface inlaid with gold filigree and precious stones, serving as the heart of the gathering space. Around the table are deep, plush armchairs and settees upholstered in velvet and leather, their frames carved with swirling patterns of dragons and vines.

The cushions were overstuffed, inviting one to sink in, with furs and silk throws draped casually for added luxury. A massive fireplace dominated one wall, its hearth large enough to stand in.

Above the mantel, a grand oil painting of a noble ancestor or a mystical landscape adds to the regal atmosphere. The fire roared beneath a heavy iron grate, casting a warm, flickering light that plays off the crystal goblets and silver trays arranged on a nearby sideboard.

The floor was laid with thick, ornate rugs woven in complex, ancient patterns, muffling footsteps and adding warmth to the stone beneath.

Tall, narrow windows draped with heavy, embroidered curtains allow slivers of light to filter in during the day, while wrought-iron chandeliers and sconces, holding dozens of candles, provide ample lighting at night, casting a golden glow across the room.

Flanking the fireplace are towering bookshelves filled with ancient-looking books, alongside delicate vases, precious curios, and small sculptures of Mythical Beasts.

Basically, everything around the room screamed money and riches, a testament to the prosperity of the Clan Ferros and how rich they actually were.

One one of the armchairs was obviously Albus Ferros, whom Valkorion recognized the moment he entered the room, but on the other one of the armchairs, there was an unfamiliar figure sitting.

Woman, a very elegant-looking woman with beautiful features. She was rather tall, with pale skin, a toned physique, high cheekbones, thick lips, and short platinum hair. She also had piercing electric blue eyes that seemed like they could pierce through someone's very own soul.

She wore a rather simple dark blue outfit that was more utilitarian and practical in its design, more above everything else. Yet despite the utilitarian design that could be confused with the military unfirm, it was undeniable that the clothes were made with the best materials possible, as the word "word" luxury was just radiating from it.

Valkorion's mind started racing, and it didn't take him long to realize that this must be Albus's cousin, Camille Ferros, the Heir of the Clan Ferros, after the more "unfortunate" death of her brother.

"It seems that you have a guest... and someone who used the entrance; you were not really careful with the information, cousin."

Her voice was sharp as her eyes bore into her cousin, who squirmed in his seat rather uncomfortably because he didn't really appreciate the way how she was looking at him.

Even right now, Camille Ferros was number two in the entire Clan Ferros, and she was already overseeing the majority of the Clan's operations. This was mainly because her expertise and personality were perfect for the task.

She was someone who was obsessed with her work and was a perfectionist through and through, not allowing even a single mistake. Not to mention, she was also cold and ruthless, not allowing any emotion to interfere with her duties, meaning there was no way she would be soft for her fellow members of the Clan.

Everyone would be treated the same if they messed up and it was not a pleasant experience.

Not to mention, she was also rather powerful on her own, a very skilled combatant and swordswoman, and also Beyonder, though her Sequence was unknown because that was a secret that she was leaving only for herself.

It was unanimously accepted that the Camille would bring the Clan Ferros to a new age of glory and power under her leadership, perhaps to a point where they wouldn't be inferior to the Dragonlord Families in terms of military might.

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"I didn't know that you had visited Albus... it is my please Lady Ferros."

Valkorion greeted her with a low bow, as he returned with something that seemed to be a slight smile over her face, completely uncharacteristic of someone like Camille Ferros, though Albus remained calm to not infuriate his cousin even more.

He was just an ordinary person who wasn't even Low Sequence Beyonder, and his combat prowess was null because he lacked any martial skills. Even though he already had Beyonder Potion, he planned to embark on the Savant Pathway because he didn't really like fighting and so on.

It was troublesome for him, as he would rather stay in his shop and research new technology or something like that. All of this mess wasn't really for him, as fighting should be left to the professionals, not for amateurs who never held a weapon in their hands.

Forutenaly enough, as he was a member of the Ferros Clan, it was possible for him to achieve his dream because he was rich.

As simple as that.

Still, Albus was aware that his cousin Camille looked down on such a mindset because she didn't respect the weak as much as the strong. In the end, when it came to the world of Beyonders, there was only one ironclad rule.

Might makes right.

"So you are the Valkorion Nerona that my cousin was talking about, not really Valyrian name, but there is a streak of Noble Blood in you... aside from your eyes..."

Camille Ferros stated slowly as she scrutinized him, though when she looked right into his eyes, she was almost fascinated by the molten gold color of his eyes that radiated pure, unrestrained power.

"Come and sit down..."

She motioned for him to sit down onto the armchair that was placed right next to her, as Valkorion followed and sat down. After the long journey from the inner areas of the Painted Mountains, he was rather tired.

During the journey back, he wasn't resting too much because with the increasing activity of the monsters and various goblinoids of the Painted Mountains, if he was alone, it was dangerous to sleep in that place.

One could be easily ambushed and killed during sleep, so when he was tired, he would only sleep in some hardly reachable location for two or three hours to regenerate a bit before continuing to the Cartharys.

With the increasing activity that was higher and higher every day, judging on the number of footsteps across the roads and corridors of the Painted Mountains and Laos and the number of times he encountered some traces of the goblinoids, Valkorion judged that the overpopulation was reaching the critical degree.

Perhaps in a few months, it would reach the uncontrollable level, and the goblinoids would march down from the Painted Moutnaisnt and attack everything in their path. Even though they were aware of the cruel truth that town there, there were Valyrian Beyonders, Valyrian Armies, and many, many dragons; there was nothing that they could do about it.

Their primal instincts were too strong, and they were reaching apocalyptic scenarios.

Either they would start killing each other within the Painted Mountains, or they would attack the humans outside, which in turn would kill the majority of them, but the goblinoids would achieve their goals.

First, they would be able to seize considerable loot in the form of researchers, ingredients, and, more importantly, weapons and armors from the pillaged areas, and at the same time, their population would be cut down to a manageable degree, and for a long time, they would have rather peace in the Painted Mountains.

Valkorion knew that hunger and lack of resources were driving them mad with anger and rage.

"Albus told me that you brought him an armband made from the Imperial Gold some time ago to be auctioned through the connections of the Ferros Clan, so when I was going to Mereen I was rather curious and decided to stop by in the Cartharys to take a look."

Valkorion knew that she was most probably scouting the terrain for the potential contractors to the Ferros Clan or people whom they would enter into exclusive contracts so they could buy all of their things and loot found during their adventuring and expeditions.

It could be a beneficial agreement, depending on the conditions of the contract itself, because from what Valkroion knew, most of the contracts were not really beneficial to the adventurers as they were to the big mercantile clans.

It all depended on the circumstances, one could say.

"The armband was sold a few days ago in the capital for staggering 7,500 Gold Dragon Coins, it seems that with Lannisters and Golden Empire of Yi Ti tightening exports of the Imperial Gold to the rest of the world, the prices are going up even for minuscule amount of the metal."

Haering the number for what the armband of the Imperial Gold was sold, it was even higher than Albus's initial estimation because even his highest estimation was 6,500 Gold Dragon Coins, and even that would be under most ideal circumstances.

The capital of the Valyrian Freehold was swarming with rich people; not only the richest people of the entire Valyrian Freehold were living in Valyria City, but also from the rest of the known world.

There were plenty of rich merchants from the Golden Empire of Yi Ti, Kigndopms of Westeros, City States of Essos, or far away nation of the Sothoryos, Ulthuan, or distant lands of Shadowlands and beyond.

"Then I can presume that you have already brought with you the rest of the inventory that I ordered through Albus?"

Hearing his question, she nodded her head as she drank the tea that was being served on the table.

"It is already in the vault of the Branch. Though, I don't think that this is the reason why you came here, even going as far as using the secret entrance to the store that my cousin so irresponsibly told you about?"

Albus flinched a little as he heard the jab of his cousin while Valkorion put his backpack on his knees as he took out the Extraordinary Core of the Sequence 7 Mutated Bugbear.

"Is that?"

Camille Ferros immediately asked when she saw the gem-like thing in his hand, because she was able to recognize it with a single glance.

"Yes... from Sequence 7 Mutated Bugbear, to be precise, that I slayed."

Even an idiot could recognize the Extraordinary Core of Monsters, especially within the Vlayrian Freehold or Golden Empire of Yi Ti or similar nations where Beyonders thrived, and recognizing Mutated One was even easier because it was unlike any other normal Extraordinary Core.

When Camille Ferros looked at the Extraordinary Core of Sequence 7 Mutated Bugbear in wonder before she registered what he said, she looked at the man sitting two meters away from her in mild astonishment.

It was evident that the man was Sequence 7 Beyonder of some Pathway that wasn't giving powerful abilities or many abilities right from the start, meaning that his Pathway was one of the late bloomers.

Still, he was able to kill a powerful foe as Sequence 7 Mutated Bugbear.

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Everyone knew that the Mutated Extraordinary Creatures were far more powerful than ordinary Extraordinary Creatures as they had far higher base physical parameters, and they often had more abilities and more powerful abilities than the Extraordinary Creatures of the same Sequence.

So it made her mind race that someone as Sequence 7 clearly managed to slay such a beast, be it through pure martial skill or combination of luck or whatever; it didn't really matter for her because she was interested in his potential.

"So you wish to use the services of the Ferros Clan to sell this Core?"

Valkorion nodded because this was obviously the reason why he came here so he could sell the Extraordinary Core of the Sequence 7 Mutated Bugbear.

"If possible, through action in the Valyria City. I trust that it should be more than ten thousand Gold Dragon Coins?"

Normally, the Extraordinary Core of the Sequence 7 Mutated Extraordinary Creature would sell around ten times much as the Extraordinary Core of Sequence 7 Extraordinary Creautre, but if this was auctioned, Valkorionw as sure that it could fetch him more money.

"Obviously, the demand after anything that is from the Mutated Extraordinary Creatures is in very high demand. On the action, this core could be sold easily for even 12,000 to 13,000 Gold Dragon Coins if someone who needs the thing appears. Though for that we would need to wait for some time, to attract a larger number of people."

13,000 Gold Dragon Coins was a lot, like really, really lot, in this new world where Valkorion was reborn.

The average commoner family lived only from a few Gold Coins a year, obviously depending on the part of the world where they were living. For example, commoners in the Valyrian Freehold earned around 20 Gold Dragon Coins annually.

The living stgarts in the Valyrian Freehold as the most advanced civilization in the known world, were rather high and the life of commoners was equally higher. However, this only applied to the citizens of the Freehold who had Token of Citizenship.

That was also one shock for Valkorion when he was reborn in the Freehold that they had a concept of citizenship because he knew that nothing like that existed in the ASOIAF canon, but he had to admit that it was rather smart of the Valyrians.

In the rest of the City States of the Essos, this number was considerably lower, around 5 to 7, and in the Westeros, it was even lower, around 3 to 5, as peasants in the Westeros lived in rather strict poverty.

Even for the Ferros Clan, auctioning something that was worth around 12,000 Gold Dragon Coins was a huge thing, as their fee of 10% would leave them around 1,200 Gold Dragon Coins, and that was a very nice sum for even nobles and so on.

"I can wait, but for my own curiosity, how long time are we talking about?"

He asked because after he returned from the mission that 'They' entrusted him, he wanted to go to the local slave market to buy some slaves. Or perhaps he would go to the Volantis, one of the biggest cities in the Freehold. It also had a grand slave market, probably the second biggest in the entire Freehold.

The quality of slaves within the Valyrian Freehold was actually the best, because the slaving cities of Mereen, Astapor and Yunkai or other were exporting their best slavs to the Freehold or paying part of their tribute as their protectorates in slaves instead of money or other commodities.

That also made him make a mental note to buy some Unsullied if there was a possibility, as they were the most famous slave soldiers in the entire Essos.

"Two or three months maximally. Maybe even sooner, depending on the number of people interested in the item."

Two or three months was already within the expectation already, so it was a good time span.

That should be enough to complete the assigned mission on the Orange Shores together with the Chosen One of 'Him' and then return back to the Cartharys. Because the Orange Shores were a rather good distance from the Cartharys, it would take them several weeks to just get there and then several weeks back.

Basically, he was sure that more than one month would be spent traveling alone, which was a rather long time.

"That is already within my expectations. Though this Extraordinary Core of the Sequence 7 Mutated Bugbear is not the only thing that I have to sell today."

After saying that, Valkorion put out on the table another Extraordinary Core of Sequence 7, Extraordinary Creautre, the one he obtained after killing the spider aberration, and then he put forward a whole bunch of Ingredients and body parts from the killed monsters.

Under Camille's stern gaze, her cousin Albus took all the items for categorization and pricing so he could give him a good prize. Valkorion knew that these low-level items were actually the best-selling things in Westeros, where the quality and quantity of Beyonder Goods were strictly controlled by the Church of Seven and Parthenon.

Apparently, Beyonder Characteristics of any Pathway, Sequence 7, was starring around 1,000 Gold Dragon Coins and only moved up, sometimes to even 2,000 Gold Dragon Coins.

So yeah, due to the lack of the Extraordinary Ingredients and strict oversight from the Churches of Westeros, the local nobility didn't have many choices to pay, maybe aside from adventuring to the Essos and finding their luck there.

"Now that my cousin is done, we can talk about other things that are not solely related to the business."

Her aura suddenly changed from the cold unreachable to something different that Valkorion had rather problem categorizing for the time being.

"It would be my pleasure, Lady Ferros, but allow me one more request. I would have to trouble Lady Ferros to see if there are any suitable pieces of spatial equipment for me? Using the ordinary backpack is already becoming a hindrance."

Now that Valkorion obtained rather significant amount of money, he could allow to buy some spatial equipment, preferable one of the Dimensional Bags so he could sore there his things and supplies.

But he also knew that such things were rather costly.

Even the lowest-grade spatial equipment costs more than a thousand or so Gold Dragon Coins.

"I will tell Albus to look into it once he returns. Now, how did you exactly meet with my cousin?"

As Valkorion started talking with Camille Ferros, he realized that she wasn't that bad like Albus said, nor was she... bitchy?

Yeah, that was the word he used to describe his cousin.

"He was the only person who would give me a good price on the goods after the rest of the merchants tried to scam me. Most of them have the intellect of a troll if they think that I would sell ingredients for copper pennies like some other newbie adventurers."

He wanted to scoff at the resurfacing memory of how he first met Albus Ferros several years ago when he was still a newbie adventurer.

In fact, Valkorion could see that they hit off well because he even managed to make her laugh a few times, which was evidently something rare considering her entire demeanor and so...

Rarely could he have a good talk with anyone, considering that in this shithole, most people are just trying to get advance over one another, if not outright kill one another.

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For Camille Ferros, this entire trip was, in the end, worth more than she initially anticipated. At first, she only came here to find out more about the Imperial Gold, because if there was found something from the Imperial Gold, the Ferros Clan wanted to obtain the source.

The House Lannister raised the prices to a ridiculous degree after the Golden Empire issued a ban on selling the Imperial God to foreigners as they were planning to use it for some Magic ritual or whatever against the Jogos Nhai that were harassing their borders constantly.

That was making the Imperial Gold a very rare commodity whose price was getting higher every month, with less and less Imperial God being sold from the Westerlands of the continent of Westeros.

Yet, she came across something more intriguing and interesting when she arrived as she finally met a man that her cousin was talking about from time to time. And she had to admit that it was an interesting meeting.

One of the things that she noted was that it was rather refreshing to talk to someone who wasn't groveling in front of her. Normally, people abstained from a long discussion with her due to her stern nature, but this Valkorion Nerona wasn't...

Even more so as she would expect it from this low status as an adventurer.

Though, when she noticed his presence and appearance, he appeared to be more noble than some heirs of the Dragonlord Families. It was rather weird because she was very sure that the man in front of her had a noble heritage, even though he was clearly half-valerian judging by the color of his golden molten eyes.

Yes, power was apparent to them.

Still, she was very surprised to hear of his martial prowess, and his killing Sequence 7 Mutated Extraordinary Creature was rather a feat on itself. Mutated extraordinary creatures were always very powerful and highly problematic to deal with.

Not to mention, the materials from their corpses were especially valuable to anyone who harvested them. From what she heard from her cousin Albus, Valkorion Nerona was basically constantly dwelling in the Painted Moutnaians and was fighting a lot.

He was a very talented swordsman, skilled man, and high kill count.

It would be a worthwhile investment in him; she could see him becoming stronger and bringing even more wealth to the Ferros Clan. Investing in some Low Sequence Beyonders and seeing them grow into powerful figures was always one of the strategies of the Ferros Clan.

Still, it partially made her pretty angry at his instant refusal, but she had to admit that he was rather smart. Realize that the support from the Ferros Clan won't be out of the goodness of their heart, but it would require something in return.

She liked men who were smart, most of them were stupid, Beyonder or not.

Still, he was open to a more equal partnership, and even that was better than nothing. his friendship with her cousin Albus was a good boon; at least something came from Albus coming to this forgotten city that could be attacked anytime by endless hordes of goblinoids.

Rarely did anyone catch the interest of Camille Ferros, the Heir Apparent of the Clan Ferros, especially after she became the Heir Apparent after the fortunate death of her brother, who was useless as a block of stone on the sea.

Right now, she was already running most of the Clan's operations, and her father decided to let her succeed the Clan in a year or two as she would become the Matriarch of Ferros Clan as her skills and abilities were far superb.

Not to mention, she was also a rather powerful Beyonder on her own and one of the best of the Clan, even though the Ferros Clan wasn't focused on cultivating Beyonders but rather on gathering wealth.

However, once one had wealth, power was needed, and in Camille's eyes, the current practice of Clan was outdated and insufficient. In her opinion, the Ferros Clan needed to give birth to at least a Saint or, most ideally, an Angel that would guard their interest.

While they had enough money to buy protection for Angel, it would be vastly superior if one of them reached that level, and Camille Ferros decided that it would be her who would become the Angel of the Ferros Clan.

Though she had to admit that Valkrion was rather a handsome man, all things considered, and she really liked that powerful, dark, tyrannical visage that he had. She knew that it was something that he himself wasn't realizing yet, but the way how he looked at everyone with a certain degree of contempt...

"I should be going. We need to be in Volantis in one week, and the journey would take longer even with the carriage pulled by Rough Rhinos. If I wish to contact you, by letter or through my cousin?"

To her question, Valkorion shook his head as he passed her small paper with several runes on it.

"You can use the glass candle."

She was rather surprised that he had a glass candle in his possession because these things were especially pricy, sometimes to a degree where only nobility or very rich merchants were able to buy them.

Glass Candles were one of the magical items of the Valyrian Freehold.

They were tall and twisted with sharp edges. These glass candles were used by the Valyrians to communicate with each other, while some advance models of the Glass Candle could be also used for scouting terrain and many other functions, it was possible to communicate with one another half a world apart.

'Certainly not ordinary individual...'

She thought as her eyes sparked with interest as she stored the paper containing several Runes in Dragonese.

When one Glass Candle was lit up, the person controlling the Glass Candle could engrave several runes from the fire that served as identification for another Glass Candle and connect them together so the people could communicate precisely with the person they wished.

Of course, only Dragonese was used in this because it was a far superior mystical language when it came to these matters. When Valkorion passed the Runic Number to her, she immediately knew that his model of Glass Candle should be something costing tens of thousands of Gold Dragon Coins.

Only, that one were built for personalized communication, as usually the Glass Candles were built in a more simplistic manner. Some of the most basic models that allowed only accepting "calls" were built in a way where they served as a method of receiving announcements or warnings or such...

Those contained only a few hundred Gold Dragon Coins, and sometimes even commoners living in some dangerous areas of the Freehold bought them to be informed about the important things in the Valyrian Freehold.

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When Camille Ferros has left, Valkorion was left sitting alone in the living room of Albus's shop as he gave her his "phone number" as he liked to call it. At first, he was rather surprised that the Valyrian Freehold had such an advanced method of communication, but it wasn't that surprising, in fact.

Valkorion, during the years, realized that many concepts from his old world existed within the Freehold in one way or another. He knew that the Heiress Apparent of the Ferros Clan was more interested in him than she normally should.

He wasn't yet sure if it was a good omen or a bad sign.

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When Camille Ferros left the Branch of the Ferros Clan in the Cartharys, Albus Ferros miraculously exited his hiding space, as he arrived exactly only a few seconds after his cousin left the place.

It was a rather sad coincidence.

But what has happened was already done.

Albus also brought Valkorion some pieces of the spatial equipment and around one thousand Gold Dragon Coins for the items that he brought to him, namely the Extraordinary Core of Sequence 7 spider aberration, and some Ingredeitns from the Ettercaps and other spider creatures and some Bugbears that were altogether worth of 300 Gold Dragon Coins.

The next thing that he chose was the Dimensional Bag for his purposes, which cost him around the already mentioned one thousand Gold Dragon Coins, but it was very large, perhaps enough to fit a few horses inside if they were dead.

Unfortenly, these kinds of things couldn't store living beings, only the dead ones.

Still, it was rather a good buy because he finally obtained Dimanisonl Storage and wouldn't need to carry everything in his backpack like some kind of barbarian. From now on, he could just store everything in the Dimensional Storage, he wished that he could buy one sooner, but some things could be hardly bought even with money.

Dimensional Storages were very rare in the Valyrian Freehold, and thus, they were rarely sold publicly, and there was a huge shortage of them. Most of them were directly sold to the customers who ordered them, or they were shipped to the rich magisters of the City-States or Nobles of Westeros who could afford them.

Even here in the Valyrian Freehold, one needed to have a certain degree of connection to buy a Dimensional Storage of sufficient quality, so even for Valkorion, it was a rather arduous task, even if he had a good relationship with Albus Ferros.

"I still can't wrap my head around how you can get along with my cousin..."

The man in question muttered as he poured himself some hard alcoholic drink, most likely Fire Whiskey, and sat down on the armchair opposite Valkorion. For Albus Ferros, it was just an impossible scenario that he would see his cousin getting along with someone, and she was even smiling.

For some reason, he was so crept by the sight in front of him that he rather chose to leave and examine the Extraordinary Cores of the Sequence 7 Extraordinary Creatures and the rest of the ingredients that Valkorion brought back from the Painted Mountains.

"Shut up, she was rather kind woman."

Valkorion stated neutrally as he, too, poured himself one glass of the Fire Whiskey as It was a drink that he liked and rarely drank, as it was rather pricy. One bottle cost several tens of Gold Dragon Coins because the alcohol was rather magical in nature, created by Beyonder with some Spells.

"Maybe to you, normally she is far from being amiable..."

Unfortunately to Valkorion, Albus was indeed speaking the truth because it was a very rare thing to see Camille even smiling and chatting with someone, especially a man...

Now that he was thinking about it, he looked at Valkorion, who was drinking the Fire Whiskey, and looked around; something was bugging Albus too much. As he was looking at his friend, suddenly he was entirely overcome by dread, but soon enough he found himself smiling too much...

'Yeah, if they could get together, she would finally leave us all alone for most of the part, and the jailer would be out... yeah, yeah, that is a good solid plan; now it only needs to work out. Hopefully, it is like I am thinking it is...'

Albus was momentarily grinning like a fool as he was already scheming and creating a way to get his cousin from his back. She was like a bloodhound, constantly on the alert and always somehow knowing when someone was slacking off from his duties.

She was that good at it to the point where it was becoming more and more annoying.

"Why have you started grinning like a mentally retarded?"

Valkorion asked when Albus started grinning like an idiot out of nowhere, but seeing him happy, he left it be and rather finished his drink of Fire Whiskey.

"Nothing that you should be concerned with, my dearest friend,"

Albus said nonchalantly, silently praying for the very own soul of Valkorion Nerona. He didn't even know how many potential suitors his sister had already rejected, and some more courageous ones were even beaten by her in a duel.

Within the Valyrian Freehold, the social standing of women wasn't like in Westeros, where it was mainly tied to the teachings of the Church of the Seven, but within the Valyria, women had more rights and freedoms and, of course... power.

Albus's sister Camille rejected every single potential suitor that her parents suggested, be it the descendants of the Dragonlord Families who lost to her in a duel because she challenged them to fight or the Heirs of the Valyrian Noble Houses or Mercantile Clans of the Freehold whom she called unworthy of her attention.

He knew that Camille had some sort of grand ambition, far grander than anyone from the Ferros Clan had before, and she was rather confident and decided to see them coming to fruition, whatever the cost.

"Whatever, if you say so... now I should be going; I still have some things to do. Please notify me when you have the auction date for the Extraordianry Core of Seuqence 7 Mutated Bugbear."

Valkorion and Albus then exchanged some pleasantries before Valkorrion left the Branch of the Ferros Clan. As Albus Ferros watched the departing back of his friend, he needed to make sure that his cousin would get together with Valkorion, and then voa la...

He would have some breathing room from his overly controlling and annoying cousin.

Not to mention, for Albus, it was obvious that Valkorion was a perfect match for Camille; both of them were rather similar, be it in their approach to their work; as Albus heard, Valkorion was a killing machine when it came to monsters in the Painted Mountains.

Who else would make the fortune of three thousand Gold Dragon Coins from killing goblins and other trash monsters that were barely worth a coin?

Yet there was indeed someone.

And then there was the fact that by all accounts, Valkorion was a rather talented Beyonder, and he had enough power to defeat Sequence 7 Mutated Extraordinary Create even though his Pathway was constraining him as it was a "late bloomer" in the early Sequences.

"Now I just need to engineer more opportunities for them to meet... hmm... how should we do it..."

Albus muttered to himself as he stroked his mustache, unaware that the two people who were the objects of his schemes had already exchanged Runic Numbers of their Glass Candles.

He didn't even want to think if either of them discovered it.

He was sure that his cousin would probably skin him alive, and Valkorion didn't have the best reputation around because if he was angered, he was known to be especially brutal from the rumors and even from his own accounts when he beat to death several people who were once harassing them in the tavern.

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When Valkorion returned back to his manor, the first thing he did, as usual, was to put away the remaining Gold Dragon Coins that he had before he went to sleep as he was tired from the entire journey to the nethers of the Painted Mountains and the entire mess around it.

He was dead tired from the journey of returning back to the Cartharys, and due to the fact that during the expedition into the Painted Mountains, sleep wasn't much of an opinion, his tiredness had just accumulated together till now.

***

The next day, he was going through the things that he brought back with him, as the most important things were obviously the Potion Formula for the Sequence 6 Beast Knight Potion from Albus, together with the ingredients that he requested, as everything was already prepared for him.

Albus managed to get it for him, so Valkorion was in a very good mood because now he only needed to wait until his current Potion had fully digested, which, thanks to the latest trip, wasn't that far, and he could finally advance to the Sequence, 6 Beast Tamer.

Now, after obtaining an additional few thousand Gold Dragon Coins, his overall wealth was reaching the sum of over 7,000 Gold Dragon Coins, which was a very nice number, if he had to admit.

In a few days, he planned to go into the commercial district to buy an armor for himself, preferably something made from the Valyrian Steel or some similarly though material, now that he had more money, as these scraps that he was wearing were far from enough.

Due to the impending overpopulation of goblinoids within the Painted Mountains, there were far more soldiers and adventures within the Cartharys than usual, and due to that, there were also more blacksmiths in the Cartharys than usual.

Valkorion heard that many famous ones across the Freehold decided to go into the Cartharys to open their shops and forges to make money because there was a constant need for good weapons and armors.

The money one could make from creating armor and weapons was staggering, especially if the already mentioned equipment was made from some more extraordinary materials or it became a Sealed Artifact.

Valkorion even heard that some dwarven Forge Masters came into the Cartharys and opened their stalls, which was very rare occasions, as dwarves typically kept to themselves in their underground kingdoms and rarely dealt with the surface world.

Aside from their contact with the Valyrian Freehold, Golden Empire of Yi Ti, and Winter Kingdom of North, not many could boast of having even traded with the dwarven underground nations.

Now that Valkorion obtained a superb sword from this Patron God?, if he could call 'Him' like that, the sole thing that needed some serious upgrade was his armor because it was severely outdated compared to his needs.

Additionally, advancing to Sequence 6 was right now his priority, though he needed to wait for the Chosen One of 'Him' to find him in the Cartharys, from which they would most probably go to the Volantis and from the Volantis to the Orange Shores.

Still, what was annoying was that he didn't even have the slightest idea when the Apostle would arrive, so he would need to wait in his manor. Still, he had enough adventuring and fighting for the time being; thus, remaining home and just training was also an acceptable scenario for him.

Valkorion already stored the Potion Ingredients for the Beast Knight Potion in a safe place within the manor because this manor also had a Ritualistic Room that served as a place for the Beyonder to concoct the Potions and other things.

There were two main ingredients for the Sequence 6 Beast Knight Potion

One of them was the Spring of the Elves Marrow Crystals, which resembled a faded egg. These crystals feature thin shells that appear fragile and prone to shattering at the slightest touch. Despite their delicate appearance, they contain swishing water inside, even without agitation.

The second was the Royal Jellyfish's Venom Crystal, which was basically the crystallized poison gland of the Royal Jellyfish, rather a rare thing to come across because one would need to fish in the depths of the ocean to find Royal Jellyfish as they were cautious creatures that lived only in the deep water currents.

Aside from those, there was a whole bunch of secondary ingredients that Valkorion didn't even bother to remember, as he locked everything in the Ritualistic Room after he returned back home.

The room was basically a safe place for the Magic stuff where one could practice one's abilities in a relatively safe environment if it could be called that way. It wasn't the best one around, but it was still far better than nothing, he had to admit.

He also needed to think about further advancement in the form of how to fastest digest the Sequence 6 Beast Knight Potion. Valkorion already did his research about the Sequence 6 Beast Knight, as the libraries of the manor had some information about the Low Sequences of some pathways, fortunately, at least.

It was still better than nothing.

The most problematic aspect would be dealing with the entire Taming aspect of the Sequence 6 Beast Knight. According to the lore that Valkorion found, when Beyonder advanced to the Sequence 6 Beast Knight, then he needed to tame a beast and make it his familiar.

The correct acting method was to not only tame the beast but also take care of it and fight with the beast side by side against the enemies, reaching the true embodiment of the Beast Knight.

Ergo, the Knight, was using Familiar to fight.

Now, that was a bit problematic for Valkorion because he was thinking which beast he should choose as his first one when he advanced to the Beast Knight. Because of his Valyrian Dragonlord heritage, obviously, the best choice would be Dragon.

But...

That was nigh impossible for many reasons, but obtaining Egg of the Dragon with his current status was an impossible task. He knew that if he managed to awaken his Tenebraenys Lineage and reach Mid Sequences, he could try his luck and enter into a contract with some wild dragon.

There were two most distinctive groups of dragons in their world, which Valkorion had to note that their world didn't have a name; everyone was calling it a "known world" or something like that, but some Scholars were actually calling their world Faerûn, mostly taken by the Elves of the Sothoryos.

The word "Faerûn" was a modified version of "Faerie", the name of the homeland of Ancient Elves and Fae.

The Dragons were divided into two groups: Metallic Dragons and Chromatic Dragons.

Metallic Dragons were a type of Dragon typically distinguished by the color and composition of their scales, which were like that of various metals, hence the name. They were generally good, altruistic, and righteous creatures. Despite their relatively benign nature, Metallic Dragons were also aggressive when threatened or challenged.

Chromatic Dragons were a type of Dragon distinguished typically by a solid, non-reflective coloring of their scales, hence the name. The Chromatic Dragons were mostly evil, greedy, and predatory, but they could also be loyal when they obtained their loyalty, but it was a very hard feat.

Most of the Dragons that were in the Valyrian Freehold were either Red Dragons, Purple Dragons for the Chromatic Dragon group, Gold Dragon, Bronze Dragons, and Copper Dragons for the Metallic Dragon group.

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For example, the Tenebraenys House was one of the few that had contracts with the Red Dragons and were exclusively creating symbiotic relationships with the Red Dragons.

For the Valyrians, the bonds with their Dragons were sacred, and humans and dragons of the Freehold lived in harmony because the Dragons were also sentient and intelligent creatures; their sentience was developing much slower than that of the humans.

Valkorion knew that obtaining wild dragons would be hard because the wild dragons were the ones that were very old and very powerful, ones that could slap most Mid Sequence Beoynders into meat paste with one swing of their tails.

Still, for that, he needed to completely awaken his dormant Tenebraenys Lineages, which would then increase his affinity for Dragons, and only then, after he grew more powerful, would he try his luck and try to tame some younger Red Dragons in the wilds.

But for the time being, he was rather looking in a different direction, which was something only related to the Dragons and not the Dragon itself.

Because of his heritage, the best bet would be on obtaining the egg of a Drake or finding a juvenile Drake to tame it.

Drakes were draconic creatures, distant and lesser cousins to True Dragons. They were smaller and not as powerful as dragons but were much easier to train, so they were commonly used as mounts.

Within the Valyria, if the Dragonlords used the True Dragons, then the rest of the Valyrian Nobiltiy used the Drakes as their companions and familiars. Drakes were also far more common within the Freehold, and even in the Cartharys, there was a good number of drakes.

Due to the Tenebraenys Lineage that was inherently connected to the Red Dragons, Valkorion was looking in the way of Fire Drakes, one of the most widespread subspecies of Elemental Drakes because of the existence of the Fourteen Flames within the Valyrian Peninsula.

He was rather confident in taming Fire Drake after he advanced to the Sequence 6 Beast Knight, not to mention it would be very cool to be able to use Fire Drake as a mount and familiar to ride to battles.

Taming the Fire Drake would be much easier, and that was the goal that Valkorion was striving for right now. Not to mention, having a Fire Drake as his familiar would tremendously strengthen his combat capabilities to much higher levels because all Drakes were Extraordinary Creatures.

Even the weakest of them, who could barely match Sequence 7 Beyonder, would require around a hundred trained men to be put down safely due to their high destructive capabilities and even much higher resilience to withstand punishment.

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The following days, Valkoprion spent them mostly through training as he felt the digestion rate of the Sequence 7 Warrior Potion, and he felt that it should be digested in a week or two, which rather prompted him to speed up his training.

Because it seemed that the Apostle of Red wouldn't be arriving any time soon, he wanted to digest the Sequence 7 Warrior Potion as soon as possible and advance to the Sequence 6 Beast Knight before departing for the Quest that 'He' issued him.

As Sequence 6 Beyonder, Valkorion would have much better confidence in surviving and completing it successfully. However, what was bothering him was the speed of his advancing, as it took him around a year or so to completely digest the Warrior Potion, and that was only Sequence 7.

He didn't really know if it was fast or slow...

'Maybe because there is a lesser number of Sequences, even the advancement is much harder... when I think about it, in the canon Lord of the Mysteries, there were Nine Sequences for each Pathway, while there are only Seven, not to mention the Pathways are vastly different from everything I read...'

Valkorion thought as he swung his sword at the training dummy in the backyard, because as for the past days, even today, he was training in his swordsmanship until he was all sweaty and tired.

It greatly helped him digest the potion and also improved his combat skills. He wanted to test his swordsmanship against true pinnacle swordsmen in his world in the future; the fame of the House Dayne was known throughout the entire Known World for its superior talent in swords.

After he finished his daily routine in the morning, he took a bath because he would be going to find a capable blacksmith to buy proper armor for himself that day.

He was willing to invest around two or three thousand Gold Dragon Coins in this endeavor, and that was a staggering sum for a piece of equipment. One needs to know that average armor from ordinary fine steel costs around a few tens of Gold Dragon Coins.

So, by investing a few thousand Gold Dragon Coins into this endeavor, one might be able to buy even something with a good amount of Valyrian Steel in it. At least some parts of the armor would be made from Valyrian Steel or other similar durable materials that would

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Merchant District of the Cartharys

As Valkorion walked through the busy streets of the Merchant District of his fortress city, he couldn't help but mutter how many more people were there. It seemed that the overpopulation of the goblinoids was luring here people from all around the Freehold, though most of the newcomers were soldiers of the Legions and merchants.

Most of the newcomers were merchants, traders, craftsmen, blacksmiths, potion masters, healers, and people well-versed in other professions because nothing was more profitable than selling things to the state.

Governmental contracts were the best way to get filthy rich.

And they were also very fast.

Cartharys was a personal fief of the House Belaerys, one of the Triarchy of the Freehold, so their political and economic power was much higher than the rest of the Dragonlord Families.

Everyone wanted to make use of this opportunity.

Valkorion strolled through the few streets until he arrived at his targetted destination, which was the so-called "Forge Street". It was named such due to the high concentration of the Blacmskiths and Forge Masters in this place. Another fact attributed to such a name was the constant smoke rising from the forges of the street.

There were several tens of shops and places on Forge Street, and when the work was going full, then every single one was leaving behind a trail of smoke from the forges that were exiting through the chimney.

He walked through the stores, carefully looking for the ones that were selling the high-end goods, because he needed some high-end armros. Something that was of top quality and that could be used for a long time, even by Beyonders.

Unfortunately, even though there were a lot of Blacksmiths and Forge Masters, the number of the ones that were selling the things that met his requirements was very low, as not everyone could afford them.

Most of these people were not really bothering to open a shop, but they would rather create things through exclusive contracts with the government of the Freehold or the House Belaerys.

Still, there were a few very skilled Blacksmiths and Forge Masters that were present, but their shops were mostly empty as they charged ridiculous prices for everything. Not every adventurer had efficiency like Valkorion, and most of them were actually going in groups to increase their survivability.

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After searching for more than one entire hour, he finally managed the thing that he had searched for and found a shop that was clearly dwarven in origin. It was also the biggest shop around here, and it was directly carved into the stone itself, as parts of the Cartharys were in the nearby mountains themselves.

The shop itself was built into a stone chamber with rugged, blackened walls that have witnessed centuries of heat and craft. Massive stone pillars carved with intricate dwarven runes and motifs of hammers, anvils, and fire hold up the arched ceiling.

The atmosphere hummed with the sound of hammers clanging against metal, a rhythm that echoed through the halls. At the center of the room stands a large, glowing forge, its flames flickering in shades of deep orange and red, casting long shadows across the stone floor.

The forge was surrounded by anvils; each one etched with runes of power that glimmer faintly in the heat. A massive bellows, operated by mechanical gears, wheezes as it pumps air into the flames, fueling the intense fire.

Above the forge, suspended from thick iron chains, hangs a chandelier made of molten iron, radiating a warm, golden light. Shelves and tables scattered around the shop are filled with tools—tongs, hammers, chisels, and files, all meticulously crafted.

Some are ancient, their handles worn smooth from centuries of use, while others gleam with the shine of newly forged steel.

On the walls, there were several rows of the finished weapons, ranging from the gleaming axes, war hammers to the swords, as their blades glowing faintly with enchantments. The shop also displayed shields adorned with intricate patterns of gold and silver; armor sets that look impenetrable, and gauntlets that glimmer with hidden magic.

In one corner, a smelting area houses enormous vats of molten metal, where ores are refined and purified. The smell of burning coal and molten iron filled the air, blending with the deep, earthy scent of the mountain.

When Valkorion entered the store, one of the first things that he noticed was that the entire shop, aside from giving the "true" fantasy-like feeling, was filled with countless materials that he had never seen before in person.

He could see there several ingots of the Dragon Scales, some ingots of the Valyrian Steel; Orichalcum was shining with its green color, and Adamitine was glinting as Valkorion looked at a chunk of the legendary metal with no small amount of greed in his eyes.

Valkorion then looked around and noticed that there were several dwarves present in the place; every one of them was tending to their metals and things they were creating, totally obvious to him who just entered the place.

This wasn't the first time he had seen a draft because their species was rather common in the Valyrian Freehold. There were many dwarven smiths and merchants seeking fortune within the Valyrian Freehold, and their services were highly sought after, especially by the rich and powerful within the Freehold.

The metal-shaping abilities of the dwarven Forge Masters were the best in the entire known world, and nobody could produce better weapons than the dwarves. Maybe aside from the Elves as their weapons and armors were like pieces of art, but the Elves were too arrogant to lower themselves to create something for humans or other species.

"So what yer wanting her lad?"

Valkorion turned around as he saw the Dwarven Forge Master, who was clearly in charge of this shop.

The Dwarven Forge Master himself was a stout, powerful dwarf with a long, braided beard and hair, both of them of ginger color. He had a scarred face, most probably from the previous combat engagements, though Valkorion could sense the sharp aura of warrior around the Dwarven Forge Master.

Not really surprising, as the dwarves were known to be warriors of renown and they were expert combatants, especially when it came to the army fighting, then the battle formation of the Dwarven Underground Kingdoms had no equal.

Even the Valyrian Freehold and Golden Empire of Yi Ti were observing how the dwarves were fighting in the battle formation against the horrors of the underground and implemented the battle formation into their own forces.

The dwarf's arms were muscular from years of forging, and his eyes glint with the pride of his craft. His apron is made of thick leather, singed in places, and his hands are calloused, but steady. At his side, always, was a hammer engraved with runes, and judging by the appearance of the hammer, it should be the legacy of his forging lineage.

"Searching for an armor or combat outfit, budget is up to three or four thousand Gold Dragon Coins. Preferably something light that can withstand the whims of weather and provide decent protection; as you can see, I am an adventurer and need something that would be for those purposes as my current armor couldn't even be called such."

When Valkorion stated his request, the Dwarven Forge Master laughed a bit, as he then led him to another part of the shop, where some armor pieces were exposed on the figurines.

"This is probably the best thing for ya lad."

The Dwarven Forge Master then pointed at something that pretty much looked like an outer of Hunter from the Bloodborne to Valkorion, though it was more armored.

"The outfit consists of the basic suit that is made from a mixture of Acromantula Silk and Dragonhide, making it have very good defensive capability and certain resistance against Spell and Beyonder Abilities. Also, the suit and trousers are made from three layers, two of which are a mixture of the Acromantula Silk and Dragonhide, and in between them, there is a very thin layer of the Mithril to increase defensive capabilities. The leather trenchcoat, gloves and other part of the combat uniform are made from the Dragonhide only. The boots, leg guards, armguards, shoulder guards, and chest plate are made from the Magisteel and Valyrian Steel mix in a ratio of 70:30."

Judging from the things that were in this outfit, Valkorion could see that it would be above his budget a bit, but at the same time, it was probably one of the best ones among the light armors and combat outfits that he could buy in the Cartharys, and he certainly didn't want to wear heavy armor.

He certainly liked the flexibility during the combat.

And it even looked stylish as hell.

Like straight cut out from the Victorian Era...

"And the price?"

He asked while he was internally rather nervous about the price.

"10,000 Gold Dragons Coins, but I can go lower to around 5,000 Gold Dragon Coins if you sign a contract with me to become the exclusive contractor for all ores and metals that you find in the Mountains."

Ten Thousand Gold Dragon Coins was a rather staggering amount of money for the current him and even for the future him. Especially considering the fact that things like Dragonhide were not particularly pricy within the Freehold, as there were plenty of them.

In the end, Valyrian Freehold had one of the highest concentrations of Dragons and dragonoids in the entire Faerûn.

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Dragonhide was one of the more common materials, though even though it was common, it didn't mean it was cheap. It was still something that was way out of reach of the common person, even within the Valyrian Freehold.

Ten thousand Gold Dragon Coins was also a tremendous sum because the Valyrian coins were one of the purest out there. There were not many currencies that were purer in their composition than the Valyrian currency.

Currencies like Valyrian Coins, Golden Empire of Yi Ti, or dwarven underground kingdoms were very pure in terms of Gold, Silver, or Bronze. Thus, they were much more valuable, and their buying strength was much stronger.

Compared to the Westerosi Coinage or the coinage of some city-states, the ratio was sometimes even 1:3 or 1:4, depending on the origin of the coins. Originally, Valkorion planned to spend a maximum of around 3,000 Gold Dragon Coins because he really needed much better armor.

Or, in his case, everything was better compared to the rags that he was wearing right now, as he was rather cheapstake. On the other matter, he had to admit that till now, it was enough for him because till now, he was fighting only ordinary monsters.

Mostly goblins and weaker bugbears, nothing that powerful that would be able to kill him, even if he was facing a severe numerical disadvantage. However, after experiencing the more unfortunate encounters with the Extraordinary, Creatures made him seriously reconsider his position.

And from what he could see about the Hunter Outfit, as he called it in his head, it should be able to remain with him even for the Mid Sequences because the materials are already superb.

The sole things that the outfit laced were the Enchantments and some Runes engraved on it that would boost its defensive capabilities. But, if those were included, then, the price would be way above 100,000 Gold Dragon Coins.

"Hmm... we can agree on that, though you will need to give me some guidelines so I can recognize the ores when I find them."

In the end, Valkorion agreed to the proposal of the Dwarven Forge Master, because it was rather a fair offer. Right now that he has obtained the Dimensional Bag Storage, which is relatively large, he can store the ores and metals that he can find in the Painted Mountains.

It was rather easy because he didn't even need to mine it; he would rather need to find the goblinoids that were mining the ore veins and just take their stash. It was as easy as it could get because this was rather common practice among the Adventurers.

"Excellent. I am gonna bring the contract."

The dwarf then happily clapped his hands as he went to another room to bring the contract, as it was a large part of their culture, apparently. From what he read in the books, the dwarves were serious about their contract, and when they entered the contract, the dwarves would always adhere to the conditions of the contract.

Valkorion waited for the dwarf to return with the large parchment that was rather long and old-looking; he also felt some kind of energy radiating from the parchment because it was clearly the Beyonder Contract Geass.

"Here it is. By the way, the name's Goti Hammerson."

The dwarf introduced himself as he passed Valkorion the Contract Geass, as he took it from the hands of the dwarf while Valkorion also shook the hand of the Dwarven Forge Master with equal strength.

"Valkorion Nerona, it seems that we would be working together, though I would first need to go through the condition of the Contract before agreeing to it."

After Valkorion introduced himself, he started carefully reading the terms of the contract, the conditions, and the obligations of the parties and searching for anything hidden in the lines, and when he came to the conclusion that it was free of any traps, he decided to sign the contract.

With this being signed, he was obliged to search for some rare metals and ores within the Painted Mountains and sell them to the Hammerson Armored Forge at basic price, which was essentially the lowest price at which the ore could be procured.

This price typically consisted of the price of mining metal, basically the average wage in the underground kingdoms for the miner for mining some amount of ore and the transportation costs.

It was still better than nothing, Valkorion, though; at least he would be able to get paid for bringing the ores to the Forge Master Hammerson. At the same time, the duration of the contract was until the entire sum of 5,000 Gold Dragon Coins was paid off.

For Valkorion, these conditions were very good, in fact, because either way, he would be adventuring to the Painted Mountains, and there were a lot of occasions when he ensconced large amounts of mined ores, but he could move them as he lacked reliable Dimensional Storage.

Unfortunately, only lately was he having luck in finding bigger loot and obtaining more riches, not to mention the fact that most of the profit that he obtained during the past years had been used to repair and maintain the manor he was living in.

Because the Tenebraenys House wasn't using it almost at all. Initially, it was rather in a bad state, so Valkorion was forced to invest a lot of money into repairing parts of the manor that he was using.

In the end, he couldn't have his roof falling apart.

When everything was decided, Forge Master Goti Hammerson gave Valkorion the Hunter Outfitt hat he purchased, as Valkorion immediately went to change to one of the empty rooms, as well to dispose of the leather armor that he was wearing till now.

In the end, even though he left there five thousand Gold Dragon Coins, he was rather satisfied with the outcome as he knew that this would last him until the Mid Sequences, and later on, he could slowly find some Runemaster and pay him to inscribe runes on the armor to increase its durability and defensive capabilities.

Runemasters were very rare among the dwarves and almost non-existent among the humanists because the art of the Rune Smithing was art that was almost exclusive to the Dwarves, and it was their legacy that they guarded with precious jealousy.

Among the dwarven society, it was the most respected occupation, and the Runemasters were enjoying very high social status, that was for sure.

"Also, can I order some custom-made sheath for this sword?"

After Valkorion changed to the hunter outfit that he bought from the Hammerson Forge Store, he showed the sword for the Forge Master Goti Hammerson.

"Can I see yer sword?"

Valkorion nodded to the question as he showed the sword to the Forge Master Goti Hammerson he could see the astonishment in the dwarf's eyes. His eyes almost sparked when he saw the sword, because he could see its power.

Not to mention, as a very experienced Forge Master and unbeknownst to Valkorion, as a very respected Rune Master, Runesmith, and Mid Sequence Beyonder of the Savant Pathway could see that the sword was an extraordinary piece of work.

Even within the Karaz Ankor, it would be considered a priceless treasure, and that was something that Goti Hammerson could certainly say.

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The Forge Master Goti Hammerson observed the Excalibur for several minutes straight until he returned the sword back to Valkorion. For the dwarven Forge Master and one as experienced as Goti Hammerson, it was clear that his customer's sword was indeed something pretty extraordinary.

"That some of hell of a sword you got there lad..."

The Forge Master Goti Hammerson remarked as he passed the sword back to Valkorion, and soon enough, Valkorion prepared to leave the store before he stopped in his tracks and looked at the dwarven Forge Master once more before leaving.

"I wanted to ask, it seems that there are more Valyrians in here, especially the Pure-Blooded ones... any reason for that?"

Valkorion asked as this was the first time that he noticed an increased population of the Pure-Blooded Valyrians in the Cartharys. Usually, most of the Pure-Blooded Valyrians lived in the Capital of the Freehold, the City of Valyria, followed by the Volantis, Myr, Tyrosh, Lys, or across the Valyrian Peninsula.

Rarely did they come to far places like Cartharys if they were not members of some Beyonder Organizations or of the Legions that were stationed to protect the Freehold Terrioltiry.

Normally, such outskirts as the Carharys were way below the standards of the proper Valyrian Pure-Blood.

Specifically for the members of the Valyrian Nobility and the Dragonlord Families, who lived exclusively in the homeland of the Freehold, which was the capital of the Valyria City and the Peninsula.

Some of the Nobles, not the Dragonlord but ordinary Valyrian Nobles, also lived in the Volantsi as it was the second biggest city in the entire Freehold, and it was a place where they could flaunt their power without mocking the gaze of the Dragonlord Families.

So, Valkorion was somewhat surprised when he saw a bunch of silver-headed people walking through the streets of the Cartharys because while three was a good number of Pure-Blooded Valyrians lining in the Cartharys, the population was in no way comparable to what it was right now.

"Yer, it seems many are going to try their luck in the Invasion of the Goblinoids."

Hearing that, Valkorion was somewhat torn between being surprised at the situation and being not surprised. Still, it was rather weird to see this many Pure-Blooded Valyrians in the Cartharys going to try their luck during the overpopulation of the Goblinoids.

"Many of them won't last a day..."

Valkorion muttered as he knew that most of these Pure-Blooded Valyrians that were traveling to the Cartharys and similar regions within the Valyrian Freehold were to obtain more opportunities for themselves.

Because the Valyrian Freehold was one of the most Extraordinary Civilizations in the known world, many of the Pure-Blooded Valyrians wanted to become Beyonders, and for that, they needed money and a lot of it.

Most of these were commoners and the ones without sufficient talent, background, or opportunities to become Beyonders on their own, so they needed either outside help or more money for their possible advancements.

And he also knew that most of them didn't really have any combat experience; if he had to guess, then many of the people that were attempting to play adventures were the rejects from the Freehold Legions, as the Legions accepted only the best.

Contrary to what many would think, the Valyrian Legions were the most elite military unit in the entire Faerûn, as they recruited only from the already trained individuals. While many would expect strong nepotism from the Valyrians when it came to this, it was actually on the contrary.

When it came to military conscription, the sole things that mattered were personal skills with weapons, combat experiences, and personal power. Either the person was a very skilled warrior or he was Beyonder.

If not, then the chance of rejection was almost ensured.

The quality of the Valyrian Legions must be maintained because, in the end, it was the Legion that maintained the supremacy of the Valyrian Freehold and the reign of the Freehold over the Western Essos.

Dragons were one thing, but Valkorion knew that Dragons were not mindless beasts like many people outside of the Freehold, especially the ones from Westeros thought, and the idea that Valyrians controlled Dragons was nothing, just an illusion.

Dragons were no less intelligent than humans and they were partners of the Dragonriders and Dragonlords, they were like Nuclear Weapons of the Freehold if Valkorion should use the terminology of his old world.

"Yar, though, as long as they pay, I don't care. Still, how ya can exist all without fighting, ts... in the underground kingdoms, you won't survive for a day against the rats."

Valkorion knew what the dwarf was talking about, but from the dwarf's point of view, they were indeed rather weak. Within the dwarven underground kingdoms, all of their citizens were competent in fighting as they were constantly fighting against the "rats" or the Skaven.

Even thogubh Valkorion didn't personally fight against the Skaven, he was well acquainted with the Skaven, because the rats were one of the great enemies of the Valyrian Freehold, as they were often found infesting the mines of the Freehold.

The dwarven underground kingdoms often cooperated with the Valyrian Freehold against the Skavenblight.

The Skaven, sometimes known as the ratmen, the Ratkin, the "Children of the Horned Rat", or the "Underfolk", are a malevolent and diabolical race of large, intelligent, humanoid rats that inhabit a massive, inter-continental, subterranean empire known in their tongue simply as the "Under-Empire".

At the very heart of Skavendom lies the horrific underground city of Skavenblight in the depths of the Old World, the ratmen's capital and the probable birthplace of the Skaven race, where most of their forces were congregating.

The Old World was a collective term for the oldest continents known to have intelligent life, namely the Westeros, Essos, and Sothoryos.

The Skaven, as a whole, are a cruel, treacherous, and highly numerous species that have since spread their loathsome corruption to the farthest corners of the Faerûn.

From deep below the earth, these scavengers have built a vast Empire, whose military power and incomprehensible numbers have the potential to smother the surface nations of the Old World in a seething tide of violence and anarchy if not for the few that were holding Skaven at bay.

Nobody really knew where the Skave came from, but the collective understanding is that they were created by some sort of Ancient God in the 1st Epoch, most probably after the fall of the Ancient God, or they were cursed by the Ancient God.

"Most of the humans are indeed weak and can't fight; that is true, Forge Master. But yet, in the times of dire need, even they would change and adapt to the situation."

Valkorion knew that firsthand because it was true that the common population of humanity had it much easier compared to the dwarves that lived deep under the ground and were forced to wage war on the Skavens that were attacking them constantly.

If not for the continuous help from the Valyrian Freehold, Golden Empire of Yi Ti, and various Churches of the Orthodox Gods of Essos and Westeros, then the station would have become unbearable for the dwarves.

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In the end, after talking with the Forge Master Goti Hammerson for some time, Valkorion said goodbye to the dwarven blacksmith as he left his shop and went back to his manor. Because he was already close to digesting the Warrior Potion entirely, he decided that it would be prudent to connect the Potion for the Sequence 6 Beast Knight.

He didn't know when precisely he would finish the digestion process, but he felt that soon enough, he would be reaching the limit, and from there, he would only need a small nudge in the right direction.

After that happened, he could advance to the Sequence 6 Beast Knight in one go.

When he arrived at the manor, Valkorion went to change into more comfortable clothes, as he wouldn't be spending the time in his own home wearing a combat outfit, which would be rather uncomfortable.

After he changed his clothes, Valkorion then started preparing the ingredients for the Beast Knight Potion. Spring of the Elves Marrow Crystals and Royal Jellyfish's Venom Crystal, as the two main ingredients, were already prepared and were in perfect condition.

He then lit the fire under the cauldron as he prepared to brew the Potion, while thinking that this was rather similar to the Potioneering from the Harry Potter. The last thing that was lacking here was Severus Snape calling him a dunderhead, and it would be a full experience.

In fact, Valkorion actually liked concocting the Potions because it was a nice hobby... if he had a source of the Ingredients, he would open a Potion Shop and sell Beyonder Potions, but that was really, really unrealizable.

When the water in the cauldron started boiling, he dropped there both Spring of the Elves Marrow Crystals and Royal Jellyfish's Venom Crystal as they started dispersing within the boiling water, and the water was getting a golden color.

When the cauldron was already bubbling enough, Valkroion took a vial that was filled with the blood of Sequence 7 Mutated Bugbear, as one of the secondary ingredients was the blood of Sequence 7 Extraordinary Creatures, and Valkorion had something even better.

Blood of Mutated Sequence 7 Extraordinary Creature, which would boost the power of the Potion, and according to the books, if the blood of Mutated Sequence 7 Extraordinary Creature was used as Supplementary Potion Ingredient, it would boost up the power of the Potion, and Beyonder may obtain some benefits from it.

As they said, the better the resources, the better the result was.

When the blood of the Mutated Sequence 7 Extraordinary Creature came into contact with the mildly golden liquid within the cauldron, there was a slight reaction from the brew, as the cauldron started shaking slightly because the liquid was bubbling even more and Valkorion could sense some sort of aura radiating from the liquid.

He let the liquid brew for some time, approximately twenty minutes, before he proceeded to add the remaining ingredients, mostly Spiritron-infused Nirn Root and some other minor things that he crushed in the mortar to the paste.

When he added the paste into the liquid, it was the last step, as right now, he was just waiting for the Potion to be finished once the amount of liquid was lowered by around 70% when it was entirely reduced.

The final product would be a highly concentrated thick liquid that was the Beyonder Potion.

He was rather satisfied with himself when he saw the result of his efforts when the Sequence 6 Beast Knight Potion was finished, and the only thing that remained in the cauldron was a brownish-gold-colored liquid that was bubbling above the fire.

When it was finished, Valkorion carefully poured the liquid into the bottle he had prepared for the Potion. Then, he sealed the potion lid and stored the Sequence 6 Beast Knight Potion within the Dimensional Bag.

It would remain within his Dimensional Bag until he would have the need for the Potion.

Now that he had some time to rest, Valkorion decided that he would spend some time within the library and read some books after making some to eat.

***

Two Months Later, Cartharys, Valyrian Freehold, Essos

Two months have passed rather fast since the moment Valkorion concocted the PSequnece 6 Beast Knigth Potion. During these two months, not a lot has changed because he was forced to remain mostly at home as he was still waiting for the Apostle of "Him" to find him at the Cartharys.

Due to that, he only rarely left the city to venture into the Painted Mountains to hunt for some monster ingredients and make some pocket change money while he waited for the news from the Clan Ferros about the auction news.

On a concurrent note, he was very often talking with Camille Ferros through the Glass Candless.

Because both of them were using very high-grade versions of the Glass Candle, they could also see each other, as the Glass Candles of this kind of quality also functioned as "video-caller".

Another thing that he had been doing for these past two months was training every single day until he was dead tired of the art of swordsmanship. It was rather a pleasant surprise when he noticed that his swordsmanship had already increased to the Adept-ranked mastery, which meant that he was among the more elite swordsmen in the world.

In fact, Valkorion was rather sure that if he continued this training regime for around a year, he would have a problem reaching the Expert-level Proficiency in the Juyo Sword Style; he would be considered a really expert swordsman in the world.

Expert-level proficiency in swordsmanship and any sword style was the barrier that was separating the common swordsmen from the Elite Ones. Valkorion even heard that the members of the House Dayne are disinherited from their House if they can't reach Expert-Level Proficiency in swordsmanship within five years after they started training.

He would have also spent some time training in the Hakuda, but unfortunately, it seemed that his progress was much slower in the Hakuda than in his swordsmanship, and he would have preferred to have a sparring partner when it came to training in the Hakuda.

Aside from the training, he also spent a lot of time reading in the library, as it was one of his long-term goals since being reborn in this world, to absorb as much information as possible.

From the moment he learned that his meta-knowledge was virtually useless, Valkroion was focused on his own education as much as possible and reading practically everything within the library of the manor that once belonged to the House Tenebraenys.

Not to mention, for Valkorion reading books and learning were rather methods of relaxation than something arduous and challenging. During the past two months, there were no visits from anyone even remotely connected to the Temple of the Lord of Light, but Valkorion wasn't that surprising.

He knew that it would take some time, and in fact, he wasn't hurrying anywhere right now, as he came to appreciate his current life. Prior to this, he was spending most, if not all, of his time within the Painted Mountains, basically hunting for the monsters and Extraordinary Creatures to make money.

Now, he had more time to relax, which was certainly something that he appreciated.

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Sometimes, having some time off the rest was a very welcomed one, even though right now, the time of the rest was longer than he would have initially appreciated, but nevertheless, Valkorion didn't really care much about it as he went with the flow of things.

After spending most of the day in training, he was rather tired physically and mentally, which caused Valkorion to often leave early for rest. Today was no exception, as he went to sleep after a whole day of rigorous training.

Even though the training was often much less physically and mentally taxing compared to adventuring within the Paninted Mountains and fighting against the hordes of monsters and Extraordinary Creatures, it was still a lot.

And he rarely got to rest, also mainly because he didn't want to as he was used to the working routine and often going to the Painted Mountains hunting for the goblinoids and the monsters.

Not to mention, he also liked being an adventurer rather a lot. It was a fun thing for him, and he got to make a decent amount of money, depending on the number of creatures that he killed when he was out.

Though he was rather certain that he didn't want to be an entrepreneur for his whole life because it would be... disappointing. Even though he certainly liked the profession for the time being, it was certainly not something that he wished to do for the rest of his life.

He wanted to have a rather high lifestyle, and that was something that the lifestyle of an adventurer couldn't really support. Less is being said about advancing to the higher sequences as Beoynder, which would be even more impossible to support with Beyonder's income.

However, if he changed his target to the Extraordinary Creatures, it would be a very different situation, but that would also be far more dangerous than right now.

As he closed his eyes, Valkorion felt a weird feeling, enveloping him as the sole thing that remained was nothing more than darkness.

***

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It was the wonderous place, in a place where directions didn't matter, where past, present, or even the future could intersect, within the realm of the infinite knowledge, information, and illusions were spiritually gathered and compressed into a strange sea.

Somewhere, above the realms of possible and impossible, there was an enormous airborne cube floating within. It was just floating in the realm, being carried by the winds of sheer existence as it shone with bright white color as its light illuminated the way.

Inside the cube, however, was an enormous city, one capable of housing thousands upon thousands of subjects. All around the city, there were countless doors leading to the unknown, functioning as portals that could lead to anywhere as long as they were opened with the right key.

Overseeing the entire city was an ancient palace with a vast dome supported by towering stone pillars that stood above the boundless gray fog that was all around this place. The towering stone pillars looked grand and lofty, all of them were being inscribed with some runes, language long forgotten to the annals of history.

In the center of the palace, that was the smaller dome that was also supported by the same towering stone pillars.

In the middle of the dome, there was a long bronze table, and chairs with ancient patterns, each numbered, starting with I. and ending with X. as they were all surrounding the bronze table from both sides.

The biggest chair was the one that was at the end of the table, clearly it was bigger than the rest and it was also more ornamental. It looked more like a throne instead of a chair, with its decorations and several runes that were engraved on it.

"Damm... my head hurts..."

The man who was sitting on the largest of the chair suddenly grasped his forehead in pain as he awakened in entire unfamiliar environment for him. The last thing that Valkorion remembered was going to sleep in his manor within Cartharys and then he woke up here.

Not to mention, his whole body was hurting like hell, and he felt like his head was kicked by a dragon from the amount of pain and shaking he felt; it was a rather weird feeling, he had to admit, but it was extremely uncomfortable.

All around him, the only thing that he could see was the needless gray fog that was enveloping everything within his vicinity. As he looked around, the environment became rather familiar to him because it was reminiscing him of the Sefirot from the Lord of the Mysteries novel, the Sefirah Castle, but not entirely.

The city below the palace certainly wasn't part of the Sefirah Castle, but Valkorion was still suspecting that this was some kind of Sefirot. Though what was weird, if this was indeed Sefirot, then the question why it awakened just now was becoming more and more prominent.

It was something bugging him rather a lot because, if he remembered correctly, within the Novel Lord of the Mysteries, the main character obtained the Sefirot right from the start of the novel or so.

Yet, Valkrioon had been in this world for seventeen years or so, and he had obtained the Sefirot just now, which was weird. Another thing was the fact if he had Sefirot with him, then there was some possibility of him being the backup plan for the resurrection of the Great Old One, the ones that stood above the Sequences.

As he thought it over, that was rather a horrible idea, but at the same time, he also found it rather unlikely because if it was the case, then he would have the connection to the Sefirot right from the start if he was reincarnated by some being that existed out of the boundaries of time and space.

Right now, he was trying to be rather optimistic and was working with the idea that the Sefirot somehow bonded with him right now. Logically speaking, it should be possible, and at the same time, he was also aware that if he was really some backup plan for the Great Old One or Outer God, then there was nothing that he could do with it right now.

Fate was rather bitch.

Nevertheless, knew that there was a way of dealing with it if the main character of the Lord of the Mysteries could do it and he was being prepared by the previous Lord of the Mysteries and one of the most powerful entities in that verse as his vessel for resurrection.

Valkorion, for the time being, decided to go with the flow and focus on the positives instead of the negatives.

"This place has rather uncanny resemblance to the Sefirah Castle, but down below the palace there is a whole city situated down there... so this won't be the Sefirah Castle for sure... but I got some feeling that I already saw this panorama somewhere."

Valkorion muttered as he observed the panorama of the Sefirot because he had some very strong feeling of familiarity toward this place as he had already seen it somewhere. As he looked around the seats, it was clear that he could basically copy what Klein did in the novel and create his very own Beyonder Organization.

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That would certainly be helpful a lot.

Depending on whom he would be able to draw to here.

This would certainly be a boon to him, though if he wanted to successfully carry out this plan, he needed to cosplay as an ancient entity. As he was pondering over it, it would be rather foolish not to do it, considering that he had the tools to achieve it.

He also had enough meta-knowledge about the things, so theoretically speaking, he was in a way better position than Klein Moretti when he first started the Tarot Club. Having an entire Secret Organization behind him would certainly be a great boon for him in the long run.

He would need to prepare thoroughly for that because if this thing, this Sefirot, was capable of pulling people to it across space and time, as the Sefirah Castle could do, then Valkrion would decide to make use of it.

After some preparation, he could do it, as it wouldn't be anything that hard.

He just needed to prepare better, because he wouldn't really know whom he would draw into the meeting. It would be highly possible that he may draw into the meeting some High Sequence Beyonders, the Demigods.

If he had not been careful, they would have been able to see through his play, but he wasn't that sure because there was still the possibility of the Grey Fog covering his true identity. He would need to carry out a few more experiments with the Grey Fog that was covering the entire city and the whole of Sefirot.

For the time being, experimenting with the possible Sefirot was put aside, as he felt that the connection was getting weaker. Most probably whatever the binding process between him and the Sefirot was, it took some kind of toll on his body.

Obviously, this was the first time he was accessing the Sefirot, so he wouldn't be able to remain insensitively within this place and would be forced to leave soon enough. Valkorion knew that with his meager strength, he could access only an almost minuscule amount of abilities of the Sefirot.

Still, he knew that even the minimal capabilities of any Sefirot were basically something akin to a game changer because each Sefirot was the basic requirement for the God to advance to the Great One, becoming a true Cosmic Entity.

Thus, the Sefirots were not simple items or artifacts, and even the bare minimum was more precious than gold to ordinary Beyonders.

Soon enough, he felt that he was being disconnected from the Sefirot, and soon enough, another wave of darkness overtook him.

***

The next day, when Valkorion awakened, he remembered that he was transported to the Sefirot-like place, and today, he could contemplate the matter. Everything that happened within the Sefirot, or something that most probably was the Sefirot, started flooding his mind almost instantly.

It was very tempting for him to make full use of the possible Sefirot right from the start, but a certain degree of cautiousness remained in him because, from a certain point of view, it was still very dangerous.

He was essentially playing with the things that were vastly above him in terms of power, and it was clear that something wasn't right. Valkorion was rather paranoid about it because it was too big of a coincidence for something like Sefirot to be bound to him without any side intention.

Unfortunately, he was too weak to do something about that, and not really using it was also not an option because the thing was already bound to him. For the time being, he decided to be cautious about the thing and experiment with the Sefirot slowly.

Baby steps at a time.

That was the best thing that he could do right now because, with the powerful things, it was always best to be as careful and cautious as possible.

Valkorion was a very cautious person, and he didn't really trust the artifact or whatever it was he never trusted the Astral or Fire Light, as he tended to call the entities that tried to use them while he was trying to use them.

However, he also knew that his choices were limited in this matter.

While he was originally born into one of the best possible backgrounds of that in this world he could have wished for, that one disappeared faster than steam above the pot, and he was left as just a random, nameless person within the Freehold.

Though it could be worse certainly, even though being the bastard son of the Lord Freeholder wasn't actually that bad as the children out of the marriage were not looked down on like the ones in certain parts of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros, being left alone was much worse.

Even as a bastard of the Lord Freeholder Tenebraenys, he would have access to a large number of opportunities, and if he showcased his talent a bit, then reaching Mid Sequence Beyonder wouldn't be any problem.

The House Tenebraenys would most likely arrange a marriage for him with one of his sisters to bring him back to the fold if he was strong enough and he would be able to live in luxury and opulence, using the resources of the House Tenebraenys to succeed in his goals.

Even succeeding the House as its Patriarch wasn't out of the question because, within the Freehold, some of the Dragonlord Families were even taken over by some bastards of the Lords or not when they managed to kill or otherwise dispose of everyone else.

Now that it wasn't possible, he needed to look in different directions. Of course, there was always the possibility of him leaving the Valyrian Freehold and heading towards the different parts of the world to make a name for himself.

He already pondered over leaving the Freehold for the Golden Empire of Yi Ti or for some of the underground kingdoms of the Dawi. But, he discarded those thoughts because remaining within the Valyrian Freehold was the best thing possible for the time being.

Right now, as the Valyrian Freehold was the center of the Beyonder World for the time being, until the Doom, it would be foolish to leave it. The amount of Extraordinary resources, Sealed Artifacts, Ingredients, and other things that were flooding into the Valyrian Freehold was the highest in the world.

Valkrion knew that even a city such as Cartharys, which was basically a backwater city for the Pure-Blooded Valyrians, was several times more prosperous than any city within the Westeros when it came to the Beyonder Society.

Today was the same day as the other ones, as he spent most of the day training until noon when he noticed that somebody was waiting in front of the gates of the manor, which was the most unusual.

Not many people were visiting him; truth to say, he was rarely being visited by anyone as aside from the Albus Ferros, there were almost zero people visiting his manor. However, when he looked at who was waiting in front of the gates of his manor, he was rather pleasantly surprised to see Ashe there.

She was a bit late, though.

Originally, he predicted that she would visit much sooner.

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Nevertheless, he went to the front gates of the manor of the Tenebraenys Family to open the gates for the Ashe. Valkorion was still a debtor to her, as he owed her something for the Healing Potion that she used on him, something that he still repaid her for.

During the last time he was in the merchant district of the Cartharys, he also bought some Healing Potions for a relatively reasonable price, so he planned to give one to Ashe to repay his debt to her.

He always paid his debts; Valkorion hated the feeling of owning something to someone because it could have unforeseen repercussions in the future.

However, in regards to Ashe, he was somewhat at ease because he was aware of the fact that she wouldn't ask for anything in return aside from the Healing Potion. When he looked at Ashe, he noticed that she seemed different; the entire area around Ashe was like the frost that was creeping around the place.

But soon enough, this frosty aura disappeared into nothingness, even faster than it came to existence, as Ashe realized that Valkorion was already coming to her. When Valkorion saw her, he immediately thought that Ashe must have advanced to the next Sequence of her Pathway.

Previously, he didn't really feel the frost aura around Ashe, meaning that something must have changed, and it was clear that she managed to obtain the thing that she searched for within the Painted Mountains.

He knew that Ashe was at least Sequence 6 when he met her, but her strength was most probably at the Low Sequence Beyonder, though right now, his senses were warning him that she was for sure someone very powerful, far more than him right now.

It was clear that she had advanced to the Mid Sequence Beyonder.

"Lady Ashe, what a pleasant surprise..."

Valkorion stated rather happily when he came to open the manor gates for the Ashe, who looked around the place in wonder as her trained eyes scoured the entire area, because, for her, it was clear that this place was something vastly above anything that adventurer could afford.

"I told you that I would come to visit you... though I didn't expect you to be living in the manor like the nobles of the Freehold."

She quietly stated his provocations and whatever Valkorion was playing at in her eyes as she looked at the manor that he was using. It was clear that Valkorion was certainly living above the standards, something that many and many adventures would be jealous to death for.

She was a rather experienced person and veteran Beyonder. She could see that this manor had some sort of defenses, and if she saw correctly, then it was most probably high-level spells, something that powerful Mid Sequence Beyonders or, most probably, High Sequence Beyonders could lay down.

This wasn't the first time she had seen something like this because, in her home, there were many things like this, carefully laid down defenses in the runic spells and wards that were all around the manor.

Ashe already saw a fair share of them back home, so she was able to discern them easily.

'Certainly not an ordinary person... maybe someone from the Dragonlord Families? The wards around here are perhaps even a tad weaker than back at the Tribe laid down by the Saints, so the one who created these defenses was most probably Saints. Though, if he is really someone from the Dragonlord Families, then he wouldn't be living here for his entire life... maybe the son of someone powerful born out of wedlock?'

In Ashe's mind, many thoughts were swirling one after another when she noticed the defenses around Valkorion's manor and also the manor itself.

She saw her fair share of rich people within the Cartharys. The manor of Valkorion, while looking rather modest from the outside, was made from top-quality materials, and she could see the opulence and richness of the thing.

Ashe suspected that Valkorion was most probably someone important, but there were also some things that were not really getting together. She knew that Valkorion was someone who had lived in the Cartharys for his entire life, with a few people who seemed to be his servants before they died.

But nowadays, there were only a few people that remembered such a thing... so she knew that something was behind the scenes.

"Okey, okey... come, I already have prepared the Healing Potion that you gave me the last time."

Valkorion motioned for Ashe to follow him into the manor itself, as he then closed the gates and activated the wards around the manor to the maximum. Ashe looked around the manor as he led her to the drawing room, which only affirmed Ashe's suspicion that Valkorion wasn't a simple adventurer that he was playing at.

Obviously, she was totally unaware that the Valkorion was leading her to the drawing room, which was indeed more opulent than it really should be. Even though this place wasn't used by the Tenebraenys Family at all, it still contained a lot of luxury to accommodate any member of the Tenebraenys Family that would decide to come here.

Something that Valkorion learned to appreciate after he had spent a lot of time at home because it was nice to be living in such an opulent and luxurious manner. In his past life, that would be very far from his social standing and financial capabilities.

"Sit where you like. Do you want something to eat? Note on the side: aside from roasted meat, I can't really make anything."

Vallkorion muttered as he wasn't really a skilled cook, but fortunately enough, he was rich enough to buy something constantly, and he was rather surprised that the Valyrian Freehold wasn't really foreign to the concept of fast foods, even though it was not called that.

There were many vendors that were selling some really fast-made foods and eats in the streets; there were inns where you can order food and take it with you back home, or some richer people could even hire professional chefs to cook for them.

"That's fine."

Ashe herself wasn't really a picky eater like Valkorion was, as he enjoyed fine foods and drinks, something of only high quality. Unfortunately for him, he wasn't really a skilled cook, and aside from roasting meat above the fire, he didn't know how to make anything else at this age.

He was evidently at a loss with this because this age lacked even modern cooking utensils.

"Then I shall bring you something to drink from my personal collection of tea if you would like, and then head toward the kitchen to start roasting the meat. I have a nice piece of the top-tier Iron-Headed Bull."

That was already one of the best pieces of meats out there as the meat of the Iron-Headed Bull was rather pricy. This was one and probably something that he was spending a lot of money on.

He loved good food, and good food cost a lot, so he needed to invest some money into it, aside from buying various teas from the Golden Empire of Yi Ti, which was famous for cultivating the tea and exporting it to all corners of the world.

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If he were to name one of the things that he was spending instead of a lot of money on, then it would certainly be food. That was something that he really enjoyed spending money on together with the tea, as he loved tea.

His kitchen was rather simplistic, but the only notable feature was the enormous fireplace that was in the middle of the kitchen, where he put the meat to be roasted, high above the fire as he activated the small rotisserie mechanism.

After he finished the things, he returned back to Ashe; as he took out the tea set that he had in the drawing room and started brewing tea for his host. For this rather special occasion, he chose Long Jun Tea, which was imported from the Island of Nippon, which was located south of the Golden Empire of Yi Ti.

It was rather a pricy brand because even a few grams of the tea cost several tens of Gold Dragon Coins. Fortunately enough, the connections of the Clan Ferros spanned through the majority of the known world, so it wasn't hard to have his steady supply of tea.

"You have a nice home... living far above the standards of the average adventurer..."

She said quietly as she observed Valkorion brewing the pot of tea for them. While this wasn't the first time she had visited the home of someone rich, it was the first time she had visited the mansion of the Lord Freeholder so Valkorion could understand.

Valkorion new that the Dragonlord Families loved flaunting their wealth too much, sometimes it was to the extreme; if not, then this forsaken manor, would be far more luxurious than the castles of various Lords of the Westeros or those of the Free Cities of Essos.

"Thank you very much for that..."

He just thanked her for the compliment, even though he wasn't really sure if it was a compliment, but whatever. He knew that it might not be really the best idea, but he was relatively confident in her personality and that she wouldn't be saying anything about his manor.

He was relatively confident that Ashe Avarosan was a trustworthy person, that one he was rather sure about. Soon enough, he finished the tea brewing process as he passed Ashe one of the tea cups while he served the other one for himself.

"This is one of my favorite subspecies of the Nipponese Green Tea, Long Jun, while the name is in the Yi Ti as it was originally brought by the Nipponese merchants from the Golden Empire of Yi Ti and crossbred with the local varieties..."

Valkorion explained the origins of the Long Jun tea that he had, as it was one of his most prized possessions. He was rather proud of his tea collection, which was constantly expanding at a steady tempo.

"And on a side note, you need to enjoy the tea slowly... also, the food will be finished in around forty minutes..."

The meat of the Iron-Headed Bull would take some time to cook, but as he was doing the meat above the open fire on the rotisserie, it would be done faster than usual. Nothing tasted better than beef roasted above the open fire; it was one of the heavenly pleasures that the Gods gave to man.

"So, I see that on your trip to Green Peak or whatever you went, you obtained a lot."

Valkorion muttered as he observed Ashe, who indeed should have obtained a lot from the journey to the Painted Mountains, though he was sure that he would have obtained more from the trip if they were talking about the gains.

"Someone has sharp eyes..."

She muttered while drinking the cup of tea that her host made for her.

At first, she was somewhat surprised that Valkorion was able to tell that she had advanced to the Mid Sequence because she was aware that the man was only at Sequence 7 and didn't even have a Spiritual Vision, which meant that his Beyonder Path was one of the late bloomers or ones that were more focused on the close combat from the start.

This correlates with her initial observations of the Valkorion as she saw him fighting several times, especially during the time they spent together in the Painted Mountains, so she was rather well acquainted with his capabilities.

'Bloodline Lineage Abiliy...'

She could guess that Valkorion had some sort of Bloodline Lineage Ability... she knew that only those of the noblest and most powerful Bloodlines had them and were very well knowledgeable about them.

Why not if she had them as well...

For the next few tens of minutes, they spent talking, mainly about various types of Extraordinary Creatures and Monsters living within the Painted Monsters, as that was something that they had in very common.

Valkorion knew that Ashe wasn't native neither to Essos or Westeros, that much was sure; he suspected that she was originally from a different continent, and most probably, this content wasn't in the canon of A Song of Ice and Fire, which was what his intuition was telling him.

He found that when he realized how much she was dodging around the topic of her homeland, because her appearance while similar to the Valyrians due to her silverish hair, it was clear that she had nothing to do with the Valyrians.

Soon enough, as they were talking, the meat from the Iron-Headed Bull was finished, and Valkorion swiftly disappeared to the kitchen and served them the meat from the Iron-Headed Bull.

The meat was splendidly done, medium rare as it should be, as everything else was considered heresy when it come to making high-quality beef.

While Ashe wasn't much talker, and sometimes it was very hard to get read on her, as she remained stoic and expressionless most of the time, Valkorion had much interaction with her, and he could tell some signs when she started getting more relaxed or so...

"That's rather good..."

As they were eating, Valkorion noticed something that was out of her character too much when she was munching on a large piece of the meat from the Iron-Headed Bull.

It seemed that Ashe was a "foodie", judging by the expression she made when she bit into the piece of roasted meat; as her stoic and serene facade cracked for a moment as she devoured everything in front of her with lightning speed.

After they finished eating, Valkorion started cleaning plates and things, as they ate everything, though most of the meat was eaten by Ashe. Even though she was slim and petite, she had an even larger appetite than his own.

It was rather surprising...

"Are you preparing to leave the Cartharys before the monsters arrive or not?"

Valkorion was surprised when he heard her question, but not actually that much, as he knew that there were many adventures that would be leaving before the final offensive of the goblinoids down on the Valyrian Freehold.

He could partially understand the sentiment of the people, because he was aware that not many adventures would actually remain here for the moment when tthe goblinoids from the Paiinted Moutnaisn would attack.

The majority of the adventurers who were in the Cartharys were here only for a short period of time. Basically, they would flee the city the moment when the goblinoids would start marching and attacking en masse.

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