King Of Limbo

"Huh? What took place?"

As soon as Aron released the formation, those who had fallen started to wake up.

Many people became very confused and questioned where everyone else had gone.

Each race's response for their people was unique in this regard.

Helar, Selha, or Elise offered no explanation to the Kolieans. All they did was tell them.

"What needed to be done was done."

Even for kids who couldn't see their parent, this response was sufficient for them to just silently nod—such control for a race was uncommon.

The Aethelians, who had asserted that a significant sacrifice was required for their race to survive, had responded with a similar statement.

The Komi? The most sincere and perhaps overdone version of the tragedy turned heroic account of how Great Komi saved them all.

Most Komi were now staring at Aron, who was holding Goovin's dominant horn and Yugar's primordial feather. It was impossible to put into words the respect and reverence the Komi felt for Aron at this point.

It got problematic for humans because most of them only cared about their own families or even themselves, thus putting it simply wouldn't work.

Victoria didn't want to lie though. She said that she made the decision to sacrifice others for the benefit of the populace as a whole, even going so far as to declare that she picked out the potential sacrifices.

What emerged through revelation? She was the target of hate, anger, grief, and other emotions.

"My child, why? Who else but you?"

Aristocratic parents who had previously taken pride in their powerful children and lovers wept for them.

"Give my parents back to me!"

Younger children who had had strong parents they were proud of were now orphaned and felt a burning hate toward Victoria that would eventually turn to vengeance.

"You're ruthless, all this only to keep your fortune," someone said.

Even the least affected members of society, the common people, perceived Victoria as a rapacious woman who was just interested in keeping her power and fortune.

She was oblivious to their remarks, therefore their words fell on deaf ears. She appeared to be already dead inside.

Because Belle's public image was untarnished and she even appeared like a victim, no animosity was aimed at her.

Before turning to face the swirl, Aron momentarily observed this unpleasant spectacle taking place.

"Should we leave now? It would be unfortunate if something went wrong right now.

Lady Rose suddenly walked up to Aron, Evanora at her side. She hadn't participated in this plan directly; instead, she had stood back and marveled at his behavior as if she were watching a story come to life before her very eyes.

I had the same thought, but we first need to gather some materials. Aron was almost prepared to depart, but he still needed a few things.

'Don't worry,' After muttering, Lady Rose waved her arm to summon her scouters, each of which had a huge bag adorning the outside of its rim.

Fifth tier mana crystals, a few food items, water, and some important equipment.

Aron couldn't force himself to be surprised that Rose had these items ready, but she misunderstood what Aron was talking about when she assumed they were what he meant.

The most valuable thing he gained from traveling to Pesia was not the knowledge he picked up along the way, but rather the allies he made, allies he could utilize to strengthen his weak points.

When compared to someone of the same tier, his versatility as a beast monger was nearly unrivaled.

However, his bloodline did have some flaws and restrictions.

Aron needed the mana of beasts to thrive, hence he would be at a disadvantage in a place like Pesia where there weren't many high-tier beasts.

He had hoped that utilizing Sayiva's mana demon, which would have required less people, he might defeat this, but alas, it had failed—at least temporarily.

The third was about pure physical strength; while it wasn't a major issue right now given the condition of his body, it still lacked the durability to fully compete with real beasts. What to do? Jagu.

The last, and undoubtedly least important, factor is arts and techniques.

Even if one had numerous skills, acquiring and mastering them took a lot of time and required discipline, patience, and strong understanding skills—all of which he possessed.

He failed to meet the last and most crucial condition, which was natural talent. Jin, Juliet, Lucas, and Anastasia, all of whom had freakish talent in this area, were the candidates for his answer.

He looked at all four and made comparisons, but it was obvious who would be willing to collaborate with him.

He had already made up for three of his weaknesses by convincing Jagu to owe him his life, adding to Rose who voluntarily followed him for the sake of knowledge and Evanora for who the sake of… meat?

The last thing to be addressed was what Aron meant when he said to Rose that he needed something.

All four of the candidates he shortlisted had their problems, but when it came down to choose, there was only one obvious choice.

"Jin."

As he stood immobile in the square, Aron called out to him. Jin was a little perplexed when he looked at Aron because he knew that once Aron had lost interest in someone, he would move on. Jin knew this, which is why he didn't bother Aron like the others whenever he wasn't called first.

Are you coming? Aron asked directly and without hesitating.

He wasn't going to try to persuade him to come and risk wasting time. Three out of four wasn't terrible, even though he would have missed one.

He simply wanted to leave right now before the Tor vanished. He wasn't willing to take chances because he didn't know how long it would be open.

"Huh?"

Jin was unable to conceal his astonishment; he had not been forgotten. Then, when he turned to gaze at Hinako from a distance, he felt conflicted.

Hinako waved her hand, grinned at him, and nodded in agreement. Before turning to face Aron, Jin grinned back and repeated the action.

"Of course I am, Jagu would become lonely without me." Jin teased as he joined the group of people gathered by the Tor, appearing to be in a good mood once more.

​ "You're leaving without us, what?" Elise scowled as she saw Aron approach the Tor alone.

To this, he only grinned.

"Remember, I'm an exile. Until our next encounter." He replied before walking into the swirl.