My bloodline yearns for progress.

Chapter 38 Debt Collectors

Micah figured that although there weren't any risky commissions to handle recently, he could still find some practice opportunities for Otto.

As for Otto, he didn't seem to object much to Micah's orders.

He knew that what he lacked most right now was practical experience.

The more work the better!

With that in mind, Otto naturally agreed to Micah's request.

Seeing this, Micah simply shouted towards Goren's house.

"What's wrong? You went to sleep after taking a shower?"

"We've got some work to do!"

Micah's loud voice was like a ringing bell, making it hard to ignore.

Otto, who had already retrieved his iron sword, was somewhat worried that the difficult Mr. Goren would have a falling out with Micah because of his morning grumpiness.

But Goren quickly dispelled his concerns.

Goren was scratching his head, looking like he hadn't woken up yet, with a big smile on his face.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Micah, I actually fell asleep while taking a bath."

Thank goodness you woke me up, otherwise I would definitely have caught a cold.

I certainly don't want to be stared at by Entana.

Goren strode up to the crowd with a frivolous air.

Goren was still wearing the same clothes as before, but the bloodstains on his body had been completely washed away.

Otto strongly suspected that this martial artist's wardrobe was probably filled with clothes in this color scheme.

As for Micah, he was used to Goren's laziness and patiently gave them instructions for the night.

"That idiot named Jared took twenty battle axes from me two weeks ago."

He only paid 30% of the deposit, and he still hasn't paid the balance. Go and remind him.

"By the way, take Otto along to broaden his horizons. Don't hold back against those adventurers; I'll handle anything that happens."

As Micah gave his instructions, Otto gradually realized that they were going to collect debts.

Goren had no complaints about the task and simply nodded.

"Don't worry, Mr. Micah, we'll be back soon."

After obtaining the debt contract, Goren waved to Otto, signaling him to follow him.

Seeing this, Otto immediately gripped his iron sword and followed Goren's pace.

At first, Goren didn't say much, he just walked one after the other with Otto.

Only after there were no other people around them did Goren speak.

"Otto, right?"

As you probably already know, my name is Goren, and I am a martial artist.

As for age, he's only one year younger than Javier.

You can just call me Goren, that's what Tessa calls me too.

By the way, don't let my appearance fool you, I'm a married man.

She worked at the inn that Mr. Micah had established.

Goren spoke in a soft, gentle tone, as if he were chatting with a new neighbor.

However, after introducing himself, Goren had a few things to tell Otto.

"Next, we will meet a group of adventurers."

If a conflict arises, there's no need to hold back.

An adventurer's reputation is earned through achievements and fists.

A fool who hides their talents will never succeed in this industry.

Otto had heard similar remarks from Lance and Micah.

He knew that Goren was worried that he would get stage fright, which was why he was patiently giving him these instructions.

Fortunately, Otto had accumulated a lot of experience beforehand, so he wouldn't shrink back in front of adventurers.

Just as Goren was giving Otto some instructions, they arrived at their destination.

The mansion of Jereard was brightly lit. The two burly men guarding the gate were about to reprimand the approaching people, but they fell silent the moment they saw Goren.

When Goren arrived before them, his tall figure stood as firm as a mountain, and the lingering stench of blood and overwhelming sense of oppression pinned the two men to the spot.

At that moment, the slight warmth that Goren had initially shown towards Otto was completely dispelled by his sharp gaze.

Goren didn't say much. He simply walked calmly past the two immobilized men, pushed the door open with a wave of his hand, and the guards in front of him didn't even dare to put their hands on their sword hilts!

She was afraid that any move she made would anger the man in front of her.

Goren seemed used to this. He gestured for Otto to follow, and then stepped into the mansion.

In the living room, Jared was drinking with his men.

But as the living room door was kicked open, a grim expression immediately appeared on Jared's face.

"Rabies!"

Jared recognized Goren. Without a word, he hurled his wine glass, and his four henchmen pounced on the intruders as if on command.

As for Jared, he fled in the opposite direction.

But Goren, seeing the adventurers rushing towards him, seemed to have no intention of making a move, and simply said calmly.

"You guys started it."

These words were like flipping a switch; a stream of blue light immediately appeared behind Goren.

The Azure Moon Breathing Technique surged within Otto's body, and the moonlight gradually flowed around him.

Otto gripped the hilt, and the moonlight flowed down his arm and into the blade.

At that moment, a certain resonance formed between Otto and the iron sword.

A wonderful feeling spread through my limbs and bones.

Otto could feel his muscles and bones being filled with moonlight, and the fatigue he had accumulated earlier vanished.

With each heartbeat, you can feel an unparalleled explosive power!

At the very moment his heartbeat resonated with the rhythm of the moonlight, Otto drew his iron sword.

First, a slash with his sword split the attacker's head in two, followed immediately by a swift thrust of the Azure Moon.

In an instant, Otto pierced the chest of another man with the sword in his hand.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

Otto dealt with the two attackers before they could even draw their weapons.

The advanced techniques of the Azure Moon combat art are extremely powerful and well-suited for adventurers like Otto who possess both agility and strength.

But there were still two people in the living room. Seeing their companion die tragically and their leader flee, they didn't want to take the blame themselves, so they immediately overturned the lamp and prepared to slip away.

But just as darkness fell, they were astonished to find that the boy's footsteps had disappeared.

Otto inspired the ability to move without a trace.

Even in the dark, Otto had the advantage over the other two.

The black cat has spotted the two people; they're seventeen steps to your right and slightly ahead.

Although Otto may not be able to adapt to the darkness in the short term, this may not be a problem for his animal friends.

After confirming the two's location, Otto once again used Moonlight, unleashing his explosive power.

The moment he stomped on the ground, two shallow cracks appeared on the stone slab.

In the instant he mobilized all his strength, Otto pounced towards the two men like an arrow released from a bow.

One of them seemed to sense the danger and raised his axe to defend himself.

But Otto showed no intention of retreating as he charged forward.

Moonlight gathered at the tip of the sword, and the iron sword accurately struck the wooden axe handle, shattering it in the process!

The thick axe handle was pierced straight through as if it were made of paper, and in the instant the wood shards flew, Otto's thrust had already arrived.

The cool moonlight seeped into the prey's skin along the tip of the sword, then into the flesh and blood, and finally, into the heart!