336 Increase the magic
Although Raze was in the Alter organization, he was only in it because it benefited him. They seemed to know a lot more about the connection between the two worlds than he did.
On top of that, they had a large number of items that would come in handy for him in the future. Therefore, he thought it would benefit him more being a part of them than against them.
For the time being, it also placed one less enemy on his back. When he accepted their proposal, though, he didn't know about the Bonum Society, which now had made him a target just for being a part of Alter.
However, one thing that Alter mustn't know was Raze's true past or strength. From what he had heard, Charlotte, a member of Alter, had claimed that the current leader of Alter was a 6-star Mage.
A great achievement, but nothing in comparison to who Raze was, or what he could accomplish. He was already doing things behind their backs, trying to shape the world of Pagna the way he wanted, so he needed to keep everything a perfect secret just the way it was.
"Using magic, he must have known I was a part of Alter. Although he doesn't seem to be a mage himself, nor a strong Pagna warrior, I can't let my secret out."
Raze thought in his mind as he lifted his sword toward Graft.
Looking at the iron mask, there was a strong thought going through his head.
"This guy, he's a mad man. He doesn't care for the rules of Alter! Wait, he must be worried, he used magic on a high number of Pagna warriors!"
Graft immediately placed his head, slamming it on the ground.
"Please sir!" Graft shouted. "I won't inform Alter of a thing that I saw today. I know that these guys, they were arrogant. They thought they were the strongest group here and the largest group, so they could do as they wished."
"You have every right to get rid of them, but for me, your secret is safe!"
Fin was looking at Graft next to him, he was a respected Wanderer for helping a large number of clans in the Demonic Faction, and now he was on the floor begging for his life.
It was as if a Divine one had descended from the upper realm and had come down, but this person clearly wasn't a Divine one, and other than their clan head or a Divine one, Fin didn't want to bow down, even if it was at the cost of his life.
'How did we end up in this situation?' Fin thought.
Raze quickly burst with speed going to the members at his side, he grabbed their head and continued to absorb them at a great speed with the extraction technique.
Their bodies shriveling up, and their energy being added to his Qi.
As Raze dropped one to the ground, he went to the next. A desperate swing was made, which was easily avoided before Raze had grabbed the head of the one next to him.
"Please sir!" Graft continued to plead. "I am not running away, nor do I plan to fight back. Even though I know what organization you are from, due to your mask, I do not know your identity."
"If we met again in the future, I wouldn't even know if it was you. Even if someone tortured me for information, I could say nothing but that I had met a man with an iron mask!"
Eventually, after killing off the rest of the Clan, there was now only the Wanderer and Fin left.
Graft had made a sound argument, and in all honesty, the more Raze thought about it, it was true; Graft was just helping the clan members. It wouldn't have been his idea to attack.
The only reason Raze wanted to get rid of Graft was to make sure there were no witnesses to his magic, but did that matter since Graft was already part of Alter?
Raze walked up to him slowly, his sword held by his side.
"Please sir, I know this might not mean much to you, but I have a family, and my wife, she's expecting, she has a kid on the way!" Graft continued to plead. "I just do this to make money for them."
"I never wanted to get involved with that group, but things worked out this way, and working for both is the only way I can survive in this world."
Fin continued to look at Graft, a man he once had respect for. All of it was now thrown away. How could a warrior be so shameless, using their family like that.
'When one agrees to join the world of Pagna, they know the consequences.' Fin thought. 'At any point and time, we can upset those that are in a higher position than us, and they can kill us without a second thought.'
'People have died for just talking bad about another clan. Or stepping on the clothing of those higher than them. If they're in a high enough position, then no one would even dare to go against them.'
'This is the world of Pagna, this man in front of us, he doesn't care if you have a family or not.' Fin thought.
However, the words had stung Raze even deeper than Graft might have realized because he had stopped right in his tracks again.
'My chest… it hurts.' Raze thought. 'All of those that I have killed, have a family, have people that care for them in one way or another.'
'I had to harden my resolve day in and out, to the point where it no longer affected me. My heart became as dark as my Dark Magic.'
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'Yet with this man's plea… it seems to have affected me. Maybe I'm more sentimental because I am wearing the gift you gave me.'
'When I first killed, this was a heavy burden on my heart, but I needed to remind myself why I was doing what I was doing.'
'I had to harden my resolve day in and out, to the point where it no longer affected me. My heart became as dark as my Dark Magic.'
'Yet with this man's plea… it seems to have affected me. Maybe I'm more sentimental because I am wearing the gift you gave me.'
"I can help you." Graft continued to plead. "I'm a wanderer that enters many dimensions helping them search important areas. It's also part of my mission to report any artifacts that I might come across. If you do me this favor, then I will help you in any way I can."
Raze had made his decision; the communicator held in his hand, he pressed the button on the bottom end, turning it off, and placing it in his side pocket.
Then he turned to Fin. "Unfortunately for you, you have nothing you can give me."
Fin just looked at Raze right in the eyes as he waited for his death.
"F*ck you!" Fin said. "I'll kill you in my next life."
Right then and there, before Raze swung his sword down, there was rumbling, and a scream was heard.
"Arghh!"
When Raze turned around, he could see it. A horde of the dog beasts had come out from the mansion. There appeared to be about twenty of them.
They had already reached where Plon and his group were, and one of the women had been bitten on the arm, the dog beast hanging on her.
"Remember, don't open your eyes, listen to that man!" Plon said, as he was shoving his shield about blindly.
With so many beasts, he had to help them. Especially since they were following his orders.
Raze placed his hand on the sword on his back, and his Dark Magic surrounded it, as he switched to the ghost blade. At that moment, he could see even more beasts coming out from the mansion. There had to be around thirty of them right now. 'Thirty level 3 beasts, can I get rid of them!' Raze thought it would certainly be a challenge after fighting the others, but even more so, after this he could get even stronger. Mass release day! there will be 5 chaps, but I owe 6, will be doing three tommrow!
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