The Greatest Sinner

Evan was fully equipped and ready for battle. He had first class weapons and incredible quality armor. Potions and spells would help him fight a long battle and deal with unexpected situations. But, given the special skill of the armor, Evan decided he would need something else.

"Virion, I need something that can restore my blood quickly. Do you have anything in mind?" Asked Evan.

Virion nodded, "Sure, there are plenty of potions here that drinking them will restore your blood supply. But, I need to know what type of blood you have, otherwise, it won't work."

"And how will you know that?" Evan asked.

Virion smiled as he walked over to Evan and made a cut on his arm with a slight movement of his hand. Virion caught the falling drop of blood with his finger and tasted it, "Good, your blood isn't particularly rare.. We have plenty of suitable potions."

They headed into the room, where many different potions were designed to restore blood supplies in emergencies. Virion walked over to the counter and threw three small potions in Evan's direction.

"That's enough for you for a long time. That's it, that's the end of the preparation. I can't give you anything else. I'm sure this will be more than enough." Said Virion.

Evan nodded.

...

The Azure Bridge reconnaissance team should arrive at the village in about fifteen hours. Evan decided not to delay and headed straight to the village. Evan didn't want the Azure Bridge group to arrive before the appointed time suddenly, and he would be at a disadvantage.

The village was called - Arker. It was located a few kilometers from Darkfil. The most ordinary people inhabited it. Those mages who appeared among the people of that village had long ago left it for the big cities to conquer new heights.

Arker was a stagnant but peaceful and serene place. No one touched this village as it was mostly useless.

...

When Evan reached Arker, he headed for the nearest inn. Several thousand people were living in this village, so there were even several restaurants and one inn.

Evan didn't want to draw attention to himself poetically. He dressed in simple, slightly shabby clothes. If he was seen in Scarlet Sacrifice, most of the villagers would know he was a mage.

Evan wanted to bide his time and attack the Azure Bridge group unexpectedly. He was going to kill three out of ten people using spell scrolls instantly.

Evan only paid a few copper coins for a mug of ale.

<How long has it been since I used copper coins. There really is an incredible gulf between wizards and ordinary people.> Evan thought, taking a sip of the bitter but generally pleasant-tasting ale.

Then Evan realized that he used platinum coins, one of the most precious, more often than the most common copper coins. Evan loved strength and power, but he hated the realization that much in this world depended on luck.

<Eh, these people are only here because none of them are lucky enough to have a talent for magic. It's too unfair.> Thought Evan.

He attached importance to this because he might have been in a similar situation himself. If he had been a demonologist in a past life, at most, he would have been promoted to the swordsman. Evan knew that without a modicum of luck, in the beginning, even he wouldn't be where he was now. Of course, luck wasn't everything. Own mage's stupidity could kill him even he had superior talent. Everything in this world depended on too many factors.

After a few hours of reflection, Evan left the tavern and walked to the tallest building in the village. Oddly enough, it was the only inn in this town and was mostly used by travelers. The building was only four stories high, but there was nothing higher.

With a Ghost Step, Evan climbed silently to the roof in one leap. He'd been in the inn for a long time, so he estimated that the Azure Bridge group would arrive at Arker in about ten hours.

Evan could not be seen from below, so he put on Scarlet Sacrifice and waited for his opponents.

Evan decided to brighten his wait by exploring the local people. It was from this village he would kidnap people and conduct experiments on them. He wanted one of them to enter "Gust." Evan wanted to understand better how this power worked. If possible, he wanted to learn how to enter this state forcibly. Evan understood that this was unlikely.

...

About nine hours later, Evan saw a group of ten men in blue robes approach the village. Five of them wore bulky armor, and the rest wore light leather armor or robes.

Evan knew at once that they were members of the Azure Bridge. They mainly dressed in blue robes.

One of the main men in this village approached them, bowed respectfully, and began to say something.

The leader of this group was a tall girl with blond hair and blue eyes. She was "Creator" with a purple "Warp." Her name was Nuria Ayerbe. She was on stage - One-Pointed Star with three flames.

<Virion has great informants. They arrived right on time, and all the information about their stages was accurate. What's more, most of the group are indeed Amplifiers,> Evan thought.

The girl looked at the man who came out to greet them and said stiffly, "This village now belongs to Azure Bridge. If you comply with our demands, we will not interfere with your life here. Understood?"

The man did not expect to hear such a thing. He frowned and immediately received a stiff slap from Nuria. She restrained her strength, but still, the man's mouth bled.

She looked at him disdainfully and said, "We came here to claim this territory now belongs to us, which means you get our protection. But, instead of gratitude, I see resentment?!"

The man immediately dropped to his knees and began to apologize, "I beg your pardon. Of course, I am very pleased to welcome you, please come into our best chambers."

<Hah, and this is a "light" organization? She's no different than a thug. Okay, regardless of whether she's good or bad, today, she's only going to perish.>