Chapter 237: Countless Strongmen Gather! Araki: I Dislike Fighting

"Then, next…"

Araki looked at the child beside him, Sathira, let out a soft sigh, then his gaze fell on a red-haired man patrolling the street…

"Hey! Young man, robbery!"

Araki, with Sathira, stepped forward on his own and then said in a low voice.

"Hm?!"

The man, dressed in a knight's uniform with short red hair and a bright smile, was momentarily stunned when he saw Araki in his strange attire, and after hearing Araki's words he helplessly gave a wry smile: "This is the first time I've seen someone like a guard robbing people! From your clothing you seem to be a foreigner, and you don't look like a bandit who lives by robbery…"

"Hehe, if bandits all dressed like the ones in picture books, they wouldn't be able to steal anything…"

Araki answered with a cheerful smile.

"Alas…"

The red-haired youth sighed, pulled a sack of coins from his bosom, placed it in Araki's hand, and asked softly: "Unfortunately, I only brought this much money today; do you think it's enough?"

"My sword?"

Araki, after hearing the red-haired youth's words, sighed helplessly.

Lai Aotian gave Araki a deep look and murmured.

Behind Araki, Sathira asked him.

Araki stared at the house before him without hesitation and lightly waved at its main door.

"Bastard! What an uncultured fool, don't you know you should knock first and then give the password?"

Araki, hearing that, gave Sathira a faint smile.

"Sorry! Because time is tight, there's no time…"

The youth looked at Araki and asked.

In an instant, endless gale blew toward the house's main door…

Kingdom slums…

"A kid?"

Araki, hearing that, let out a light laugh at Lai Aotian, then, with the silent Sathira beside him, walked toward the distance.

"Even though, as you say, this sword is a heavy burden for our clan, since I bear the title 'Sword Saint', I cannot easily give this sword to anyone!"

The red-haired youth, after hearing Araki's words, spoke in a deep voice.

"Go buy something~"

The youth, upon hearing that, was momentarily stunned, then narrowed his eyes slightly.

When the red-haired youth saw Araki had no intention of robbing, his brows knit tightly; he seemed to consider Araki's reaction obvious.

"Where do you plan to go next?"

"Is that so? Then that's truly a pity…"

"But I think we'll meet again soon."

"Is that so?"

Before Araki could speak, the house's owner burst out holding a massive spiked club! The newcomer stood over two meters tall, looked extremely aged, and his stature and racial traits indicated he was a subhuman.

"If you want my sword, you'll have to pay a steep price~"

"It doesn't matter, does it? After all, this sword is a burden to you and your clan, so just give it to me…"

The red-haired youth, precisely the contemporary Sword Saint known as Lai Aotian, Laiinhartu·Van·Astreya, stared at Araki's back and asked in puzzlement.

Araki took the money pouch the red-haired youth had given him, weighed it lightly, realized the youth was indeed sincere, having handed over all his money, and then casually returned the pouch to him.

"I want your sword."

The youth looked at Araki and said in a deep voice.

Araki and Sathira, large and small, walked the street, drawing many gazes; for the slum dwellers, every outsider is scrutinized.

"What exactly is your purpose?"

With a booming sound, the house's main door shattered instantly!

Araki pointed at the sword at the youth's waist and said softly.

Then, with Sathira, he vanished onto the street.

"Haha, I have no interest in bullying kids~"

Araki led Sathira straight to the slum's pawnshop, a huge building that looked ancient and terribly dilapidated…

"Hehe, since I inherited the title Sword Saint, how long has it been since anyone called me 'kid'? How amusing…"

"Aren't you going to seize it directly?"

"Boom!"

"No! I don't want money…"

Araki, looking at the youth with a smile, said.

Araki, facing the elderly giant of this world, calmly extended a single finger.

The next second, the giant elder found his body unable to move…

"This… is…"

"Magic?! My body is completely immobilized!"

The elder's face turned pale instantly; the moment Araki struck, he realized the massive power gap! This man before him was far from ordinary…

"Ah!"

Yet despite feeling the huge power gap, the elder kept struggling, letting out a roar, beads of sweat covering his forehead, his eyes bloodshot.

"Boom!"

However, no matter how hard the elder tried, he could not rise under Araki's pressure! In fact, Araki had already held back; if he unleashed his full spiritual pressure, everyone in the world would be crushed in an instant, and the entire planet would face destruction…

It's just that Araki doesn't like violence; he prefers negotiating with others.

"Don't hurt Luo Mu Ye! The thing you want is with me…"

As the giant's body kept sinking into the earth with his resistance, a hoarse, childlike voice suddenly sounded beside Araki, Shatila, and Luo Mu Ye!

A cute little girl with a single gold ponytail, crimson eyes, and skin whiter than snow appeared! She looks about ten, but in fact she's fourteen, merely appearing younger due to malnutrition…

"Found it~"

Araki glanced at the little girl before him and smiled gently.

At the same time, the oppressive pressure on Luo Mu Ye vanished instantly.

"Found it?"

As Araki's words fell, both Luo Mu Ye and the gold‑haired little girl showed a flash of doubt; they didn't understand what Araki had found.

"You…"

Araki pointed at the girl's cute cheek and said softly.

"Me?!"

The little girl was startled; she first glanced at the cute half‑elf girl with short silver hair standing beside Araki, then immediately thought of something~

The gold‑haired little girl instinctively clutched her utterly flat chest—so plain it could let an airplane take off and land—and said to Araki, "You, you, you, could it be because…"

"Yes, I came for you…"

Araki admitted.

"Damn! One silver‑haired loli isn't enough; now you bring a gold‑haired one. You damned loli‑obsessed fool, I will never submit…"

In response, the gold‑haired little girl shouted at Araki.

"Hehehe, that's not up to you…"

Araki heard that and, with a malicious grin, said to the gold‑haired little girl before him.

As for the little girl's thoughts, Araki naturally used his telepathy to know them perfectly~

"Feilute, run fast! I'll handle this!"

At that moment, Luo Mu Ye seemed to recall something; brandishing his spiked club, he warned Feilute.

"I…"

Feilute froze for a moment, a hint of hesitation in her expression.

"You can't run away~"

But before Feilute could decide, a terrifying oppressive force landed on both Feilute and Luo Mu Ye, pinning them to the spot…

"Damn monster!"

Luo Mu Ye stared at Araki, who had released the dreadful pressure, cold sweat covering his forehead, and couldn't help murmuring.

"Then, next…"

"How shall I train this disobedient child?"

Speaking, Araki moved in front of Feilute, bent down, and asked the terrified Feilute with a smiling face.

"Don't come over, I, I, I…"

Feilute's face was now full of terror, her expression frantic.

"Feilute, you don't want Luo Mu Ye to die because of you, do you?"

Araki looked at Feilute and asked softly.

"I, I…"

"Fine! Whatever you want! But please, under no circumstances hurt Luo Mu Ye!"

In the end Feilute compromised; her tears were flamboyant as she said to Araki.

"From today onward, you're mine~"

"From now on I'll make you do this and that; please prepare yourself mentally~"

Araki looked at Feilute and whispered.

"What? You want to do this to me? That kind of thing?"

Feilute heard that, her mind went awry, and her face grew even more terrified.

"A child with a vivid imagination…"

To that, Araki gave Feilute a perfectly fitting appraisal.

"Enough! Stop bullying the child…"

Just as Araki found Feilute amusing, Shatila, who had been trailing beside him—a prisoner of the lower tier yet showing no awareness of her status—spoke to Araki.

"How surprising! I never expected the legendary jealous witch Shatila to be someone who feels compassion for children! That's truly interesting…"

After hearing Shatila's words, Araki slowly rose, looked at her with a surprised face, and said.

"Hmph~"

Shatila tilted her head at Araki's words, neither agreeing nor denying.

"You say she's the one from the legend…"

"The jealous witch Shatila who wields world‑destroying power?"

As for Luo Mu Ye and Feilute, when they heard Araki's title for Shatila, they were stunned, exclaiming in shock. Clearly they couldn't believe the child before them possessed such world‑destroying power~

But, if you think about it seriously, only a child would, after gaining power, constantly want to destroy the world, right? An adult who gains power would certainly open impart! And would have to be, a massive opening…

"Jealous witch Shatila? That's interesting intel~"

"I wonder what the legendary witch has inside her abdomen?"

Just as everyone was shocked…

Accompanied by a magnetic female voice, a voluptuous, graceful woman with an extremely seductive face stepped forward with an alluring gait, slowly approaching the crowd~

Who are you?

Filute and Grandpa Rom heard the voice, immediately turned their heads, and upon seeing the woman before them with a graceful figure, whose every frown and smile would attract men and leave them unable to resist, they immediately asked.

I am the buyer for your operation~

But for now, I have a more interesting target, so the matter of buying things from you can be put off for a while……

The woman said, pulling out two curved blades from behind her.

Hey! Morning thief, return my stuff to me……

Just then, a girl with silver long hair appeared, her appearance nearly identical to Satira's, except she looked slightly older than Satira, and she came with a gray cat beside her.

Ah, you! You are the owner of the stuff I stole this morning!

Filute looked at the arriving girl before him, his expression showing a hint of shock.

Filute could be absolutely certain that the girl before him was the owner of the lost item; then the question arose: who is the half-elf girl who looks nearly identical to her? Could she really be the legendary jealous witch Satira?

Who are you?

At that very moment, the folded-ear cat spirit that had always been hovering beside the silver-haired half-elf girl, capable of freely flying in the air, upon seeing Araki and beside him the half-elf girl who looked nearly identical to Satira, widened its eyes.

You weren't sealed away? The legendary jealous witch Satira!

The gray folded-ear cat spirit, looking at Satira, said thus.

Parka, you say that girl is Satira?

The half-elf girl beside the gray cat, hearing this, widened her eyes, obviously she also couldn't believe that the legendary being would appear before her.

Things have come to this; it's time to end!

Just then, a youth with red short hair descended from the sky, landing before the crowd, his gaze sweeping over everyone as he spoke in a low voice.

Yes, the one who came is naturally Lai Ao Tian, the world's parent, the strongest sword saint in history, whose strength matches Satira's, Reinhardt.

The current sword saint, the great spirit who controls fire (temperature) among the six great elements, plus the suspected jealous witch Satira sealed by the first sword saint, the sage, and the dragon, as well as the girl who looks exactly like Satira, and the foreigner of unknown identity who can guide Satira—monsters, we have all gathered here! I'm so excited~

Just then, the beautiful woman with an alluring figure, holding two short daggers, suddenly had a flush of red on her face, her expression showing immense excitement~

However, just then, an old man with silver short hair, wearing a tailcoat, slowly walked toward the crowd; his gaze swept over Reinhardt and the others, then he softly said to the beautiful woman: 'I never expected the legendary gut‑ripper to appear here—truly surprising for an old man like me…'

In an instant, the atmosphere grew solemn!

Boom!

Just as everyone was about to act……

A terrifying pressure bore down on everyone!

Only see, Araki, who had not spoken until now, suddenly said softly to everyone present: 'Sorry, gathering you all here was truly urgent, so I failed to mention some things beforehand! But it's not too late to say them now—I dislike conflict~'

(End of chapter)