A handsome prince unexpectedly falls for a mysterious girl with pink hair.

I have no synnopsis. I don't even know what the plot for this is but it'll surely be based around a video game of some sort and a female protagonist.

Team Kakashi was dispatched to investigate a mysterious disturbance of chakra. How Sakura had managed to get into this mess, she did not know. Through a series of unfortunate events, the Kunoichi had somehow gotten herself stuck. In a cave. With none other than the infamous Uchiha Sasuke. With no way out...
WARNING: Mature Themes.

Blackberry Resort was a high-class resort in the central district of Delta City. Floyd Preston, a bald man, rested on a lounger.
As the chairman of Royal Heart Academy's governing council, he enjoyed a very high status.
To become the chairman of such an institution meant he was wealthy and well connected in the first place. Now being the chairman meant his influence has surpassed most people in the city.
Even the rich and powerful of the city has to be polite towards him in order to make sure their children weren't rejected by the academy. After all, the greatest weakness of any parent was their children.
One might not have a child today but what about tomorrow? What about the children of relatives or one's own grandchildren in the future?
A parent always wishes for his children to have the best of everything, especially when it concerned education. Education was the foundation of the future which resulted in parents spending money like water.
This everlasting weakness gave education institutions an unimaginable amount of influence and wealth. Not to mention the institute groomed the future echelons of the city. Thus it can be imagined the authority Floyd enjoyed in the city.
Today was his 60th birthday, and to celebrate, he has arrived at the resort.
Currently, he was enjoying the sight of two women 'playing' on another lounger. They were the women he hired for pleasuring himself and he enjoyed seeing them 'play' with each other.
A gorgeous blonde was lying naked on the lounger with her legs wide open. A brunette has planted her face inside those lovely thighs.
The blonde twisted her left nipple as the brunette licked over her thighs.
"Eat her!" Floyd commanded.
The brunette kissed the pink pussy lips of blonde. She then slowly shoved her tongue inside between the vaginal foldings and gave a long, gentle lick.
"Make her wet for me!" Floyd excitedly commanded.
*beep* [[Urgent Message]]*beep*
"What?!" Floyd was startled. He was sure he has put his cell phone on airplane mode. So how could it activate suddenly?
He grudgingly picked the phone to turn it silent instead of reading the message, but then he glanced at the name of the sender.
Zed.
Floyd's face lost color. Controlling his emotions, he clicked a panel to open the message.
"Thank you for removing me from the academy. I will always remember this favor. -Zed"
The message was short and simple without any negativity, but for Floyd, it was a nightmare.
THUMP!
He fell from the lounger with his eyes wide open. His entire body precipitated so heavily like he was going to have a stroke.
After hearing the thumping sound, the two ladies stopped playing. They turned back and were shocked to see Floyd on the floor.
They thought the stimuli of their 'play' was too much for an old man, resulting in his condition. This especially seemed true seeing the sweat on his face.
Both of them dashed towards Floyd to provide him support, afraid he will die.
"I didn't remove him!" Floyd loudly shouted. His breathing was rapid as he read the message again to make sure his eyes weren't tricking him.
The two women stopped.
He is fine so why was he sweating over a message? Isn't he a big shot in the city?
"Damn!" The phone fell from Floyd's hands. His body shivered in fear as certain memories from three years ago resurfaced.
A golden-haired man beating him, fucking his wife...and warning him of what could happen if some things weren't taken care of!
Floyd almost got a heart attack when he remembered what happened to some of his fellow governing council members. Compared to them, he felt he was far too lucky.
"No! I have to make sure the kid doesn't blame me! Otherwise that man!" Floyd rose from the floor. Without giving any attention to his 'birthday gifts', he rushed towards the exit...
"Rich people are strange!" the brunette muttered.
"Yeah!" the blonde agreed.
"Oh well! He has already paid to us!" The brunette smirked. "And whoever sent that message has protected us from serving a creepy old man!"
"Agree! Since our stay is also paid, let's have fun!" The blonde nuzzled her face on the neck of the brunette. She reached up to her breasts and pressed them together...
******
Thrill Park.
Zed swallowed an entire bottle of water.
"Phew~" He sighed in some relief.
"It was fun," Felicity said as she placed a hand on his shoulder, "I am glad you brought us here."
Zed forced a smile. He actually regretted his decision of agreeing with her. She has taken him to a free fall roller coaster ride along with the skydiving, just like the previous time.
"I hope this will stop her from whatever she has planned for me," Zed prayed inside.
At times like this, he wished Felicity knew his secret. Then he wouldn't fear her helpful plans in his Kiba form. Alas, he couldn't reveal the secret due to the safety concerns of both.
The risk involved was far too high.
Eva knew his secret but she was meticulous and smart. This was why he didn't mind Eva knowing his dual identities.
On the other hand, Felicity and Agatha were different. They were trustworthy but lacked mastery in the art of deception, unlike Eva.
"What are you thinking?" Felicity asked as they took sat on the park bench.
"Nothing much," Zed gazed around the thrill park before continuing," I just remembered the first time you brought me here years ago. It was fun..."
"Of course," Felicity agreed, "My ideas are always great. You just lack the wisdom to appreciate them."
"...." Zed wished he hasn't brought the topic.
"Remember how you screamed when I first brought you here?" Felicity asked. She has taken him to Hell Coaster - an exclusive ride for mutants.
"I wasn't screaming," Zed replied in a stern manner. "Besides, could you really blame me even if I screamed?"
"Sighs~ What will I do of you?" Felicity shook her head in disappointment. Only she knew how difficult it has been to take care of him.
She truly wished for 'Kiba' to fulfill his promise of teaching 'Zed' about the importance of excitement in life. At least, she could save herself from so many troubles.
"...I should be the one to complain," Zed thought.
*ring*
"Hm?" Felicity took out her cell phone.
"Who is it?" Zed asked.
"Mom," Felicity replied before picking the call.
"I am fine," Felicity spoke over the phone, "I wasn't in the mood for class so we came here. No. It was Zed who brought me to park and not the other way."
"....." Zed placed his ears next to hers to listen to what her mother was speaking.
"Don't lie," Felicity's mother replied, "You have always bullied poor Zed in following your bids."
Zed nodded his head. He couldn't help but say, "You are right, aunt!"
Felicity looked at him with her dark eyes.
"Zed, is that you?" Felicity's mother asked on the phone.
"Yes," Zed ignored the gaze of Felicity.
"Come to our house on Sunday for dinner," Felicity's mother said.
"I will," Zed thanked her. She has invited him for dinner many times before, and he has always liked her hospitality.
Felicity took the phone back and said, "Mom, I will talk to you later."
"...We are getting late so let us go," Zed said. Actually, it was only 1 pm but he was having a bad feeling so he wanted to get out now.
"Don't change the topic," Felicity looked at him, "Have I ever forced you to do my biddings?"
"Always," Zed thought in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud. Instead, he replied, "Of course not."
"Yet you lied to mom," Felicity opened her phone app to book tickets to Hell Coaster, "So I might as well force you now to go to the new version of Hell Coaster."
"......"
*****
The Principal's Cabin, Royal Heart Academy.
Owain sat in total comfort. There was a big smile on his face as he thought about the favors he has earned from the officials of the government and other organizations for giving admissions to their children.
"It has been only a week but I have gained so much!" Owain thought about his elevation as the principal of the academy. He was from the neighboring city and invited to the academy after the term of previous principal ended.
Owain clicked a panel on the tablet to open Zed's files.
"I should add a black mark on his degree," Owain thought with a smirk, "It will teach him a lesson for not respecting his seniors."
A black mark from the academy would ensure that a student never gets admission into another top institution. Earlier Owain wouldn't have done such a thing, but now he has earned enough favors so he wished to teach the impudent kid a lesson.
BANG!
Just then, the door of the cabin was blasted open, filling the room with smoke and dust.
Owain was startled. He quickly dodged a few shards from the blasted door.
"Who have got guts to attack my academy?" Owain angrily barked.
"Your academy?!" An angry voice came out as the smoke cleared, "Son of a bitch, not even I own this institute but you got nerves to call it your own!?"
Owain was shocked when he saw the owner of the voice.
Floyd Preston?! The chairman?!
"S-sir, what are you doing?" Owain was having a bad feeling seeing the anger on Floyd's face.
"You are asking me?" The next moment Floyd was in front of Owain. Without any warning, he grabbed Owain's hair and then slammed him on the floor.
"Ah!" Owain's face landed on the floor with a heavy force. He didn't even get time to stand as Floyd began kicking him on the back.
Owain gritted his teeth and a red light enveloped his body. He was ready to counterattack but then a kick landed on his head.
"Cough!" Owain lost his concentration and the red light disappeared.
"You got nerves to fight back?!" Floyd was incensed. He launched one kick after the other.
A few minutes later, Floyd's anger calmed down. He took a deep breath and sat on the sofa.
At the entrance of the cabin, there were guards and droids but they didn't enter inside since the attacker was the chairman of the academy's governing council.
"S-sir, can we treat him?" A doctor asked.
"No need," Floyd snapped at the doctor, "I went easy on him so why should you treat him?"
The doctor and others glanced at Owain who was on the floor. His entire body was soaked in blood.
They couldn't see his face but from the broken teeth nearby, they knew his face was in terrible condition.
Just from a glance, it was possible to see there were multiple bones fractured along with internal injuries. It was even possible there were severe injuries on the head, and yet, he doesn't need treatment?
This was going easy?!


In the age of mutants and technology, everyone is after power and eternal life, but Kiba lives for his dreams of lust and vanity.

A man on a mission to live the life to the fullest. 

The tale of the legendary Wife Hunter whose very name terrifies husbands around the globe.

This is the story of the devil who does as his heart pleases, unafraid of the labels of good and evil.

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Fan synopsis:

Entangled in the schemes of two-faced government, a futuristic divided world, and a holy mission of his own, follow Kiba's journey of sins!

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HER – MIDNIGHT BEACH STROLL

 

Aya sat on the ocean-side balcony, her feet lifted up on the table, a glass of red wine in her hand. Despite it being nearly midnight, she wore nothing but shorts and a tank top, and she still felt hot. Lonely moon hung above as the sounds of ocean clashing against the cliffs echoed out into the night, with distant voice of a singer barely reaching her.

A few minutes later, she heard the doors to the room creak and open, and she glanced backwards. Tyson entered slowly, sighing in the process, as he locked the doors behind him. Spotting Aya, he nodded slightly before going over to a cupboard and taking out an entire bottle of gin, taking a glass, and joining Aya on the balcony.

"Did you finally develop a multi-personality disorder?" Aya asked, smirking.

"… I'm not looking to get drunk," Tyson said. "But so drunk I'd need twelve days just to sleep it off."

"So… where were you and Jared the whole day?" she asked coyly.

"You know damn well where we were," Tyson said. "Good god, the guy's like a fucking sixteen-year-old girl choosing a restaurant where her birthday will be held."

"… ah come on," Aya said, chuckling. "Give him some leeway. The dude's about to tie a knot for life. Of course he's excited."

"… doesn't it feel like everyone around us is just… growing the fuck up way too quickly?" Tyson said. "I mean, sis is just a few weeks away from birthing a freaking kid, those two idiots are getting married, and I heard that dean's nineteen-year-old daughter just had twins. Has the world gone mad?!"

"Eh, they just know what they want," Aya said. "Selena wanted family, Jared and Emma want the future together, and dean's daughter wanted a pill, probably. Besides, you probably know those two won't go past the Bachelor's, so it makes sense for them."

"… yeah," Tyson said, sighing as he gulped half the glass and poured another half immediately after. "Do you? I mean, know what you want?"

"… yeah, mostly," Aya said. "You don't?"

"… oh, fuck you. We're dating. You're supposed to reflect and embody my insecurities."

"Aren't we dating exactly because I don't?"

"… yeah, good point," Tyson said, smiling. "So you want to get married as well? Start a family?"

"Someday, sure," Aya said. "Just, please, don't go asking me to marry you because you felt inspired by Jared's choice."

"But I already sold my kidney and bought a ring!!" Tyson exclaimed. "You just shattered my wholesome! How can you live with yourself?!"

"What does it say about you that for a moment I thought you were serious?" Aya asked, smiling.

"… I'm, uh, too much of a sweet, loving romantic?"

"Yeah, no, haha," Aya laughed, throwing her head back slightly. "So, what place did he choose?"

"The pier," Tyson said. "During the sunset."

"Beautiful."

"Yeah, it was," he said, smiling lightly. "I actually want to take you."

"Well, he won't be proposing to her for twelve days, so I think we can pull it off."

"… well, I certainly didn't expect this vacation to unravel the way it did," Tyson said, sighing lightly. "Talk about a twist."

"Almost as good as the one in The Village?"

"I still can't believe you enjoy that shit," Tyson grunted, glancing at Aya with arched brow. I don't, I just love how cute you are when you get angry over it… "I still love you and all, but damn…"

"Damn, when I remember how it was like when we first told each other 'I love you'," Aya said, smiling faintly. "And compare it to today, it's amazing how far we've come."

"… ugh, don't remind me!! What did we say about mentioning our endless array of embarrassing moments?! Don't mention them! Don't mention them, dammit!"

"Ha ha, aww, come on," Aya said, extending her arm over and pinching Tyson's cheek gently. "You're at your most adorable during those moments. There's no way in hell I'm forgetting them."

"Do you know when I thought you were the most beautiful?" Tyson asked, shoving Aya's arm away.

"Oh boy, this ought to be good. Rile it on me, soldier! I'm ready!"

"… the second day after you moved in," Tyson said. "I woke up a few minutes before you and I looked at your face. Your mouth was slightly open, drool all over the pillow, you had this weird half-smile half-grin on your face, and a bang of your hair was literally stuck on the corner of your mouth—"

"—oh my god!! Stop! Please stop!!"

"—and I thought, 'damn, if she's this beautiful while being ugly as fuck, I really struck gold'…"

"I know it's supposed to be sweet, but I can't get that image of me out of my head!! You asshole!!"

"Ha ha ha," Tyson burst out in laughter as Aya leapt off the chair and raced back into the room, diving onto the bed and burying her head into a pillow. "Aaah, come on! I'm telling you you were beautiful! What's wrong with that?"

"Fuck off, you pig!" Aya's voice echoed muffled as she pulled a blanket over herself.

"… just as I know how beautiful you are at your ugliest," Tyson said, sitting next to her. "I know you're not hiding under a blanket because you're embarrassed I saw you like that, but because I still thought you were beautiful." … he knows me too well. Welp, time to break up.

"… can you go, like, to another dimension for a few minutes?"

"Nah, sorry."

"Fuck you."

"Can I snuggle into that fort of yours as well?"

"Hell no." Aya replied.

"Do you wanna go outside and take a midnight stroll on the beach?" Tyson asked.

"…"

"It's very dark outside," Tyson continued. "I probably won't be able to see your face."

"… go out and wait for me."

"Roger that!!"

Tyson immediately leapt off the bed and left the room as Aya slowly left the safety of her blanket, sighing as she fixed her disheveled hair. Grunting, she got up and took off her shirt, putting on the bra first and then putting the shirt back on. After washing her face with stern, cold water, she slapped her cheeks gently and left. All apartments, although seemingly individual, were part of an extended complex, and finding an exit was like a mini-maze game. However, whether by luck or orientation, she quickly found her way down and onto the beach, where Tyson was waiting while looking up. Spotting her, he smiled gently and, as she approached him, she extended his arm out and grabbed her hand gently. Thus, the two of them walked forward in equated pace, hand in hand, both barefoot.

"It's been a while since we just went out and walked like this," Aya said as slightly cold breeze blew past them, causing her hair to flutter upward slightly. "It's nice."

"Yeah," Tyson said. "If only your hand wasn't a literal inferno."

"It's yours that's weird," Aya said. "Seriously, go check your circulation. Both your hands and feet are eternally cold. It's weird."

"You're weird."

"No, you're weird."

"The one calling another weird is actually the weird one." Tyson said.

"What are we, four?"

"Eh, give or take."

"… then we've been very naughty for the four-year-olds." Aya said, smirking.

"That's just… disturbing…"

"Speaking of disturbing," Aya said. "Why the hell do you have their entire discography on your phone?!"

"What? They're awesome. Fuck you."

"… you could literally just have three songs, and it'd be the same."

"Hey, do I ever rail on you for never skipping Pink Floyd song, no matter how shitty it is?!" Tyson exclaimed.

"… all the time?" Aya said. "Besides, there's no such thing as a bad Pink Floyd song, let alone a shitty one."

"Khm," Tyson coughed lightly. "Waiting for the velvet bride, with the scaly armadillo."

"…"

"…"

"… you memorized that just on the off-chance we'd have this conversation?" Aya said.

"Yup."

"Are you proud?"

"Yup."

"You shouldn't be."

"Yet, I still am." Tyson said.

"Never before did I know that it is possible to both love and hate someone with adamant passion." Aya said. "So, you know, thank you for letting me discover that emotion."

"Oh, wow, using adamant in an everyday sentence. That's gotta be an achievement for you." Tyson said, smirking mockingly.

"Yes, I'm quite astute. Aren't you proud?"

"Yup." Tyson said.

"You shouldn't be."

"Yet, I still am."

"… actual conversations are bound to grow even rarer between us, right?" Aya said, smiling lightly.

"There's time and place for the baby talk—"

"Hey!! Who said anything about babies?!!"

"—midnight beach stroll, as an idea, was basically conceived as a romantic event to just fuck around randomly."

"I'm pretty sure you're so wrong you went beyond the boundaries of excusable. And, who the hell said anything about babies?!"

"Ah, come on!" Tyson exclaimed. "How is this ambience suited for a romantic or, you know, an actual conversation?! I can barely see your freaking face, I nearly fell six times walking in this damn sand, and I've yet to make a reference to one of the most glorious romantic conversation of all time!!"

"Oh, yeah, I forgot that anything involving sand even remotely was completely destroyed as a romantic topic." Aya said, shuddering for a moment. "Good god, even half-asleep and half-roofied I could have come up with a better convo."

"First, I love that you used convo, gives you so much street cred," Tyson said. "And, secondly, I think it's universally accepted that the sand-is-coarse-and-it-gets-places is, by far, the most beautiful thing ever bestowed upon humanity. So shove your negativity back up the black hole it came from, and get real."

"… well, that's one way to tell me to shove it up my ass. You're getting rather creative with those." Aya said. "Although, I never realized my ass had that much gravitational pull."

"Oh, you have no idea," Tyson said. "So many pairs of eyes gravitated toward it today that even I was like 'whoa, chill guys. It's just an ass'."

"It's not just an ass," Aya said as she let go of Tyson's hand and then pulled it to her behind. "It's your ass."

"…" Tyson exchanged glances between his hand and Aya's hand, unsure whether to laugh out like a madman or like an absolute lunatic. "Shall I compare thee to a summer's day—"

"Oh fuck, don't ruin it!!" Aya exclaimed, bursting out in laughter.

"What do you mean ruin it?!" Tyson exclaimed back as he ran after her. "I was told I can never go wrong with quoting the master-lover, the ungodly gifted, the actual Casanova before the Casanova, the Shake-that-spear-baby himself!"

"… ha ha ha," Aya laughed out as she stopped and sat down onto the cooling sand, proceeding to lie freely onto her back, spreading her arms wide. "You're killing me…"

"You know," Tyson said, grasping for breath, as he lied down next to her. "When I first met you, never in a million years would have I thought you were the type to laugh like a little kid at the stupidest of jokes."

"What, you miss my old, Ayien-self?" Aya said.

"Miss her? I mean, sure," Tyson said. "For a while back there, I truly did begin believing alien life had descended upon the earth—"

"—oh god, just stop… ha ha…"

"—but, I'd never trade her for a girl who takes my hand and places it on her ass, and tells me it's mine. That's just… I don't even know what it is, actually."

"It's just my mysterious ways." Aya said.

"By the way, let's never do the guy-chases-girl-while-the-two-laugh-and-have-fun scene ever again." Tyson said. "I literally can't breathe."

"Yup, I'm with you on that one." Aya said. "As long as you promise never to again quote the master lover himself."

"You and I both know that's a promise I cannot make." Tyson said, imitating a low and brooding tone. "For him, and him alone, can convey the—"

"—yeah, yeah, I get it. The only way to make you shut up is to start making out, right?"

"You could always kill me. Or, you know, sew my mouth shut."

"Eeeh, I'd rather make out." Aya said.

"Yeah, I prefer that one too." Tyson said.

As the two inched closer to each other, ocean's tide drifted ever-so-closer to the two of them, bearing the moon's reflection on its surface. In the silence of the darkening night, the two kissed gently, tightening one another in a wholesome embrace.

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Tyson, suffering from long-lasting unrequited love, meets Aya, an odd, expressionless girl from his classes. As the curiosity about each other draws them together, it slowly sparks a friendship founded on honesty with which the two deal with one another. It is a story about two ordinary college students with their own, small circumstances, and love which blossoms between the two of them.

In Eschyle, buildings that were made of rocks or cut into mountains existed everywhere. This city was built on the mountain. As a result, the most common bluish white dolerites became the primary raw material of all the buildings here. Many people even directly chose to build buildings on huge dolerites.

Those buildings ranged from small roadside stores with a size of 10m high to skyscrapers 100 m in height which rested between the mountain bodies. 

Being different from those made of reinforced bars and cement, these buildings cut from rocks maintained the exterior lines of rocks or mountains. If not for the doors and windows, people would barely be able to distinguish them from common rocks or mountain bodies.

With these buildings, this city was filled with a wild and exotic ambiance. 

Corresponding to this exotic motif, there was a wild feeling to the heavy business atmosphere and barbaric civilization. On the roadsides, people could see brands of firms and commercial organizations everywhere. Even though it was raining heavily, people carrying various weapons could still be seen all over the streets. Most of the men on the streets would carry a very remarkable weapon. Even women and kids were carrying sabers and swords. It was really Zhang Tie's first time seeing such a city.

In the heavy rain, Zhang Tie flashed through the relatively quieter alleys and streets. Being covered by the sound of raindrops, he didn't catch anyone's attention. It was too common for a traveler to move hurriedly in the rain to seek shelter in Eschyle City.

Knowing that he had been tracked by people from Magical Snake Island, of course, Zhang Tie would not simply wander around without any target. Instead, he needed to find a place to change his appearance.

In about 10 minutes, Zhang Tie had already found a barber shop in a relatively quieter and narrow street. 

Because of the heavy rain, there were few people on the street. As no guest was in the barber shop, the 40-odd-year old year barber was sitting inside the store lazily and watching the lines of raindrops flowing down the eaves with a glass window in front of him.

When Zhang Tie came to the door of the barber shop, he shook off raindrops from his waterproof raincoat before walked inside.

"Do you want to take shelter from the rain? Take a seat at your will. If you want to read a newspaper, take it from the table. But be warned, its three days old." At the sight of Zhang Tie coming in, the barber told him casually.

Zhang Tie replied with a smile as he undid his raincoat and his luggage before putting them behind the door, "I need a haircut!"

"You need a haircut?" After glancing at Zhang Tie, the barber immediately became spirited. He then asked Zhang Tie to sit in front of the mirror as he covered a cloth over Zhang Tie.

"Which hairstyle do you want?"

"Just make it look common. But it should be remarkably different than my current look. I like new things!" Zhang Tie replied casually.

"Okay!"

Under the barber's flying scissors, Zhang Tie's hair became much shorter than before. Now, Zhang Tie looked much more energetic.

After looking in the mirror, Zhang Tie nodded then asked, "Can you dye hair?"

"Yes, I can!"

"Dye my hair then!"

"But your blonde hair looks nice!"

"Hmm, I want a new fresh color." Zhang Tie scratched his head as he explained. People from Magical Snake Island might not have his photo. Additionally, fewer people knew him here. Therefore, it would be very difficult for people from Magical Snake Island to find him based on his look or hairstyle. According to his rich experience, after slightly changing a part of his look, he would easily avoid their spying. 

"You young people really like being distinctive. Tell me, which color do you want? My dye is made of the juice of special colorful peals and rootstocks from the Ice and Snow Wildness. It'll cost 4 silver coins. Plus the hairdressing fee, you need to pay me 4 silver coins and 50 copper coins!"

"No problem."

"Which color do you want? Any color is available here!"

Zhang Tie remembered that many people had beige hair. Therefore, he answered, "Beige!"

"It might require 2 hours to dye your hair!"

"No problem. I have enough time." Zhang Tie revealed a smile as he picked up a newspaper in front of the mirror. At the same time, the barber started to make dye for him.

When the barber started to dye Zhang Tie's hair, Zhang Tie saw an alarming title on the 4th page of the newspaper "Eschyle Daily"——

——Animal Tide Threatened the Rhizotomists on Grey Hill, Felt Mongers Rubbed their Palms

It had been a long time since the animal tide broke out last time. Packs of iron-teeth Hyenas also started to wander around the Grey Hill. In the latest 2 weeks, Adelais Business Group which owned the most of the medicine business of Grey Hill had lost 40 more rhizotomists because of the attack of iron-teeth hyenas. Some rhizotomists of other business groups on Grey Plain are also missing. According to the witnesses, people have found the tracks of the iron-teeth hyenas in the regions where those rhizotomists went missing. Some rhizotomists who survived claimed that they had been attacked or followed by iron-teeth hyenas. At the same time, it was also heard that some villages near the Grey Hill also have missing people and domestic animals. 

Because of the animal tide on Grey Hill, the prices of snow ginseng, golden knotweed, red grass, cinnabar and bloody caltrop started to rise in different degrees this week in Eschyle Herbs Trading Center. According to an insider of Eschyle Herbs Trading Center. Because of the changing continental situation recently, herbs trading grew hot in the Ice and Snow Wildness as the demands of various medicines started to increase greatly. If the animal tide on Grey Hill was not curbed, many business groups would suffer losses.

However, when many people in the Eschyle Herbs Trading Center were worried about the animal tide, the felt mongers became excited. Because the fur of iron-teeth hyenas was always the best raw material of quality leather-armor and lining of senior helmets. In this month, the supply of its fur also surpassed its demand.

Adelais Business Group was reaching an agreement with the Eschyle Herbs Trading Center and some felt mongers to recruit pioneers and free warriors to deal with the animal tide on Grey Hill. After killing an iron-teeth hyena, a pioneer or a free warrior could not only sell its fur to felt monger but also gained extra 6 silver coins from Eschyle Herbs Trading Center. 

The only condition was above LV 3. 
Those who'd like to apply for it could inquire it from Adelais Business Group on Iron Bear Avenue. The first batch of applicants would set off from Eschyle on August 13th.

...

Zhang Tie skimmed over the news. Even the barber behind him had not noticed that Zhang Tie was reading the newspaper. After reading it, Zhang Tie looked unchanged yet his heart raced. 'Hah, good news from a good place! I'm craving the taste of Iron-teeth hyena seven-strength fruits. Animal tide! Heihei, I love it...'

...

Two hours later, the rain stopped. With a new colorful hairstyle, Zhang Tie dropped 5 silver coins before left the barbershop. When he reached a hidden place, he put his water-proof raincoat, package and sleeping bag into Castle of Black Iron before he took out a common long sword and carried it. 

The status as a pioneer was just a nominal cover for him in the Ice and Snow Wildness. Now that this cover had been identified, if he remained a pioneer, he would put himself in a greater danger. Therefore, Zhang Tie had to change his mind.

After doing this, Zhang Tie was only carrying a common long sword around his waist and looked like a young free warrior. After asking for the whereabouts of Iron Bear Avenue, he started to walk towards where the Adelais Business Group was located.

Actually, it was very necessary for Zhang Tie to cover his status in these 2 hours. He had not noticed that it was 2 people who were tracing him, instead of 1. It was safer and more skilled to trace a person by 2 people. One was responsible for gazing at the target while the other was responsible for gazing at his partner. In this way, even if one was exposed, the other one could pass the news.

After knowing that Zhang Tie had killed 2 LV 9 roundtable warriors of Magical Snake Island, the 2 spy who received the order to trace Zhang Tie chose this safer and more skilled way. 

After the second spy realized that he had lost the target, he became very flurried. Thinking of Magical Snake Island's punishment to those who failed their tasks, he gritted his teeth and set Zhang Tie into a greater trouble...

When the rain stopped, a team of policemen of Eschyle Police Office had arrived at the location in the alley where the guy was killed...

After the Catastrophe, every rule in the world was rewritten.
In the Age of Black Iron, steel, iron, steam engines and fighting force became the crux in which human beings depended on to survive.
A commoner boy by the name Zhang Tie was selected by the gods of fortune and was gifted a small tree which could constantly produce various marvelous fruits. At the same time, Zhang Tie was thrown into the flames of war, a three-hundred-year war between humans and demons on the vacant continent. Using crystals to tap into the potentials of the human body, one must cultivate to become stronger.
The thrilling legends of mysterious clans, secrets of Oriental fantasies, numerous treasures and legacies in the underground world — All in the Castle of Black Iron!
Written by Drunk Tiger, this novel is a prime example of fantasy steampunk. Let us journey through the world of limitless possibilities and inventions together!
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**Warning: This novel contains mature content**


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