Reincarnated

Chapter 19 - Who is He? (1)

“W-what is happening here?!!” The knight held his stomach and vomited what little he ate during his meal.

In front of the knight was dried blood spread along the entire path that he was sure Cain took as he waited at the centre of the Great Lands.

“What is all of this?” The knight walked a little closer toward the monster carcass and couldn’t even figure what kind of monster because of how many blows it took.

‘What blows? This is not a wound from a weapon. Who on earth would be sane enough to fight a monster like this without any gear?’ The knight felt shivers running through his whole body.

“s**t! Young master Stan!” The knight remembered Cain and ran as fast as he could without stopping toward the northern land.

It took everything not to hover and vomit from the sight, which was getting worse as he neared to his destination.

The knight slowed down his pace as he got nearer toward the entrance of the northern land. It wasn’t because he was tired or because he couldn’t handle the gore sight anymore, but because tens of metres away from him was the person who ordered him to wait for ten minutes before following him.

That very same person threw a severed him into the air before it fell to a sack. However, the thing that happened next was not what he was expecting. The sack reduced in size as the mouth closed on its own. The sack became as small as a coin purse.

Cain grabbed the small pouch and shoved it into his pants pocket with a disgusted look in his face.

He looked to his left and saw the knight covered in sweat, his mouth agape so that it almost reached the ground.

“Oh, I guess ten minutes really is not enough for all this work. Man, I feel tired already because of the pouch he gave me.” Cain sighed and brushed his hair back.

“If you want to hunt, then hunt alone. I’ll go back first.” Cain walked away.

He strode with a calm composure and a cool atmosphere that made the knight not want to be alone in this place. He immediately ran after Cain, who was already far away from him.

'How did he get so far in merely a few seconds?' The knight thought. He was flabbergasted at how fast Cain was and how he didn't even hear a single sound of footsteps as the young master walked.

'He… He's a monster. There's no doubt about it. I should shut my mouth about his identity to spare my neck.' The knight decided not to disclose any information about Cain.

He wouldn't want his head to fly off his neck after all. After they arrived from where they had entered the Great Lands earlier. The knights and soldiers who were doing their duties as usual were looking at Cain with an unusual gaze.

They were confused as to why he was back so early without a single drop of blood. Most skilled people who went inside the Great Lands all returned looking like beggars with their expensive armour destroyed and covered in wounds.

However, Cain was different. In the eyes of the crowd he looked more refreshed than when he entered; it would seem like he had just taken a stroll in his front yard.

"P-Please be careful on your way back!" The knight bowed ninety degrees towards Cain's back, which was growing distant.

He stammered and forgot to do the salute that knights were supposed to do when greeting or bidding goodbye to someone higher than them, but because the scenes he saw earlier were still fresh from his mind, he made a mistake.

Cain just waved his hand without stopping nor looking back.

'He must have been scared.' Cain thought as he showed his identification card to the knight, confirming all the people going inside Heloin City.

Meanwhile, the knight who fell to his butt as soon as Cain disappeared from his sight, felt like he was finally able to breathe a little. But his heart still clenches every time the scene plays in his mind like a broken cinematic film.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" One of the knight's subordinates cautiously asked him.

"Don't ask. I still value my life." He said, and the other knight looked at him with his eyebrows raised.

Cain walks to where the Merchant Guilds are located, as told to him by Filzer. He felt a lot of prickly things in his skin coming from every direction.

'People here love gossip.' He thought with indifference as he walked towards the grandest building with a Merchant Guild's plaque on its door.

Or that was the plan if only he didn't see a skinny young man getting thrown out of one of the rundown buildings beside the grandest one.

"Don't you ever come here ever again. You're just a bastard son of my father. You're the reason why we're going bankrupt!" A chubby man shouted at the poor skinny man.

Cain stopped walking to see what would happen. There was something inside him telling him to make connections with that man.

"You bastard! Get out of here. Never come back, you ugly stick! You're nothing but bad luck!" The chubby man raised his and was about to hit the latter when someone grabbed his wrist before he could strike him.

"He'll die if you hit him," Cain casually commented.

"Who are you?" The chubby man looked enraged as he shouted at Cain.

The latter sighed and pulled his identification card from his trouser's pocket and showed it to the chubby man.

The chubby man was about to lash out at Cain's rude actions when he caught a glimpse at the surname written on the card.

"S-Stan!!!" The chubby man's eyes grew so wide that they almost popped out of their sockets. His already wide mouth was left agape.

The chubby man, too, had heard about the Stan family's moves in the past few days and he knew all too well not to get on their bad side.

"You must be, yo-young master Stan. Greetings, young master." The chubby man bowed to him.

"Hmm. I heard you're on the brink of going bankrupt. I'd like to help," Cain said.

The chubby man straightened his back and looked at Cain with a bright face and shining eyes. He looked like he had just met his saviour.

"Re-really?" He stammered from the anticipation.

"No."

Cain's stern response made the bright and shining eyes of the chubby man darken with despair.

"Not you." Cain said to the chubby man before switching his gaze towards the skinny man who was still slumped on the ground. "But you."

The skinny man's eyes widened from the shock of what he had just heard and he couldn't utter a single word.