Walking along the main road to Alcanretia, Raka cleaned his now rusty dagger, tarnished from killing many monsters, with a dry leaf he had picked up.
"This dagger is worn out, no longer suitable for use. Once I arrive in Alcanretia, I need to get a better one."
Sheathing the dagger into his belt, Raka reflected on his experiences over the past two days.
Along the way, he had fought many wild monsters. However, it couldn't be called 'fighting', but rather a 'massacre'.
Raka always used Time Stop whenever he encountered a monster, as he was aware of his own limitations. He didn't master any martial arts and couldn't remember the last time he fought in the real world.
Simply put, he was afraid of head-to-head combat.
For his safety, he avoided direct confrontation with enemies. With Time Stop, Raka attacked monsters while they were frozen in time.
It didn't matter if the method was cowardly and unfair. He never considered himself a natural warrior, just an ordinary person.
With this method, Raka's efficiency in gathering EXP was very fast. Now he was at Level 9, one step away from completing Quest 2— Reaching Level 10.
"Yawn~... Should I visit the church and ask for a blessing? Those nightmares keep haunting me."
Yawning widely, Raka rubbed his eyes, which now had dark circles under them.
Predictably, he experienced nightmares every time he slept. In those dreams, the people he had killed cursed and blamed him for their deaths.
Not once had Raka slept soundly in the past two days, this guilt continually disturbing his mind.
"Why are there no horse carriages passing by?!"
He had lost count of how many times he complained about this.
Wasn't Alcanretia bustling with tourists from various parts of the Belzerg Kingdom? Normally, there would be many horse carriages passing by heading to Alcanretia.
"Ugh."
Due to exhaustion and dehydration, Raka stumbled into a hole, falling flat on his face.
"..."
"Among the Aggressors, I must be the unluckiest, right?"
His supplies had run out since yesterday, and he hadn't eaten anything today.
In this barren land with only grass growing, Raka couldn't find any food sources. There weren't even animals to hunt.
"No, I've come this far... I mustn't give up."
Clenching his teeth, his hands trembled as he tried to stand. Managing to get up, Raka continued walking slowly.
"So tired... This is the first time I've walked this far in my life... Walking is not suitable for Indonesians..."
According to research by Stanford University, Indonesia is the country with the laziest people in the world when it comes to walking. Indonesians walk only 3,513 steps per day on average, far fewer than the global average of 5,000 steps per day.
Raka was one of many Indonesians who disliked walking and preferred riding a motorcycle when traveling.
"This is bad, I'm starting to hallucinate like someone lost in the desert suddenly seeing an oasis."
Shaking his head quickly, he tried to dispel the hallucination before him.
In the distance, he saw a city surrounded by water.
"It won't disappear, could it be I'm not hallucinating, but that's really Alcanretia?!"
Mustered his remaining strength, he walked quickly.
The sound of people chatting as they queued to enter the city proved that this was all real, not just a hallucination.
A kind middle-aged man noticed Raka's hungry and thirsty state. He kindly gave him a bottle of drink and a large piece of bread.
Of course, Raka accepted them gladly.
"Cough Cough..."
Drinking too fast caused him to choke.
"Drink slowly, no one is going to snatch your water." Said the middle-aged man with concern.
"Haah... Thank you, sir. I thought I would starve to death."
After eating and drinking, Raka felt much better.
"You look very dirty, did you come to Alcanretia alone?"
"Actually, the horse carriage I was on was attacked by monsters, everyone except me was killed, I was lucky to escape."
"Sorry, you've been through a tough experience."
The middle-aged man patted Raka's shoulder, showing his sympathy.
"It's over, what's important is to be alive."
Honestly, Raka didn't like the idea of lying to his benefactor. However, it would be troublesome if he told the truth.
While waiting in line, the two made small talk. Through the conversation, Raka learned the middle-aged man in front of him was named Devan from the capital of the Elroad Kingdom.
Devan had business in the capital of the Belzerg Kingdom, and one of his business partners suggested he visit Alcanretia.
The hot springs in Alcanretia were known to have various beneficial effects and were very famous throughout the Belzerg Kingdom, their reputation even reaching neighboring countries.
"Well, good luck, Mikazuki."
Devan nodded kindly, then the horse carriage entered Alcanretia.
'He's a good person,' Thought Raka.
After being betrayed, he didn't easily trust others, but because he was really hungry, he accepted food and drink from a stranger.
'After a long journey, I finally arrived here.'
Staring at the entrance gate of Alcanretia, Raka felt time had passed so slowly.
Once he paid the toll fee, he passed through the gate, the sight before him amazed him greatly.
Located between a clear lake and a mountain where the hot springs originated, this was a city surrounded by water.
All the buildings had a blue base color, making them look clean and beautiful, full of life and spirit.
'It's hard to believe, the Devil King's Army is rampaging around the world, but it doesn't affect this place at all. Alcanretia is very peaceful if ignore the extreme behavior of the Axis Cult members.'
'According to the rumors I heard, the reason the Devil King's Army is reluctant to invade Alcanretia is because there are many Axis Cult followers in this city, the Devil King's Army doesn't want to do anything to them... Well, considering how fanatical the Axis Cult members are, no wonder the Devil King's Army ignores this city.'
After walking for a while, Raka was already bothered by Axis Cult members recruiting new members.
"Welcome to Alcanretia! After joining the Axis Cult, many worshippers have recovered from their illnesses, won the lottery, and become masters in their artistic talents! What do you think, want to join us?"
The burly man was very enthusiastic in promoting the Axis Cult and forcibly handed a registration form to Raka.
"Sorry, I'm a member of the Eris Cult."
"Cuih."
The burly man's enthusiastic expression changed 180 degrees, he spat on the ground in front of Raka, and left with an annoyed expression.
'So rude. Now I understand why the Axis Cult is considered heretical.'
Raka knew using that lie would cause dislike from the Axis Cult, but he didn't care.
He had no intention of associating with them, after resting for a few days and gathering supplies, he would head to Axel.
"Let's find an inn."
Feeling the sharp gazes from the Axis Cult members around him, Raka asked the pedestrians for the location of an inn.
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