The Moonlight Swordsman

Meanwhile, Aizel was lurking in another corner, watching everything. He was passing by when he heard the commotion.

"Those three appeared to be weak in comparison to Larisa; perhaps they don't know how to employ magic or power with the use of mana." Aizel thought to himself while watching the trio fight against the thunder wolves.

He was torn between helping them or taking advantage of them and escaping from there.

"The fact that they're here implies that the town is nearby, and if I help them, perhaps I'll learn more about this world." Aizel remained silent as the trio fought for their lives.

The wolves were attacking Lukas and Harry furiously. Lightning bolts flew everywhere, and there was no way for the duo to escape.

Alisha was shooting arrows one after the other to provide cover for both of them; she was some distance away from the duo, and the wolves, strangely, were only interested in Lucas and Harry.

One lightning bolt struck Harry's shield and he stumbled on the ground. He was tired of blocking and swinging his shield over and over.

Just as he was trying not to stumble again, another lightning bolt struck his legs, and another struck his shield.

"Mommmyyy," Harry cried out in pain, and just as the lone wolf was attempting to rip him apart but a dagger came flying out of nowhere and struck the wolf's eyes.

Before the wolf could react, a clean slash to the neck sent his head flying.

Harry turned to face the young man standing next to him, who was dressed in a black t-shirt and pajamas.

Aizel was sleeping in his night clothes, unaware that he would be teleported while sleeping.

"Whh...who are you?" Harry inquired, stumbling.

Aizel looked at him with deep, dark black eyes that sent shivers up Harry's spine.

Lucas was too preoccupied with fighting those wolves to notice the minor commotion. He didn't have a shield like Harry, so he ran around swinging his big mace.

"I should finish this quickly," Aizel thought as he began sharpening his sword and surroundings with mana. As he searched for every wolf in the area, the air around him became heavy.

Aizel also increased his speed and moved past every wolf so quickly that they had no idea he had just moved past them.

It was far too late by the time they noticed. Aizel was putting his sword back into his sheath as wolves' heads flew one after the other.

Harry's jaw dropped, and Lucas approached him, staring Aizel down with hostility.

Alisha arrived as well, preparing for a fight if one breaks out. She knew they had no chance against this monster who had just saved them.

"What is your name? What brought you here? I haven't seen you around before."

Lucas inquired, keeping his distance from Aizel. While Harry started applying a healing potion to his leg.

Aizel examined each member of the trio one by one, unsure what to do. Should he trust them, especially if they are like Larisa? He already has trust issues and prefers not to talk to anyone except Dr. Shelly and Irene.

"No, they must be from Chester Town; they might be able to assist me in finding Henry's daughter, but I shouldn't put too much trust in them." Aizel thought.

"My name is Aizel, and I'm not from here. I was on my way to Chester Town when I noticed you guys, so I just wanted to help you." Aizel spoke.

"I wanted to find someone in town and give them a message."

"We are from Chester town and thank you for your assistance; if you don't mind, would you like to accompany us back to town?" Alisha approached Aizel and inquired.

Lucas looked at Alisha indifferently, while Harry looked shocked. He had no idea Alisha would come forward to assist him in this manner.

"Sure, just a second," Aizel responded, quickly storing the wolves' corpses in his storage ring. "All right, let's go."

"Damn, he's going to be rich." While moving with Lucas, Harry spoke softly. The trio had grown into a party of four, and they began marching toward town.

Lucas walked in front of Harry, while Alisha walked behind him, stealing glances at Aizel over and over.

"If you have a question, you can ask it." Aizel noticed her and expressed his confusion about what to do.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I simply wanted to know where you learned to use mana so well." Alisha inquired while blushing a little.

Aizel considered his response to her query. He obviously did not learn from anyone; rather, Henry gave him some hints, which he was able to understand.

"I was taught by an old man," Aizel responded without expressing any emotion.

"Do you have a magic core?" Alisha inquired if her interest was piqued.

"What is the magic core? Isn't it supposed to be Mana Core or something? What should I say? I'm not sure." Aizel pondered with his lips closed. He didn't want to respond right now.

"Acting mysterious, huh? Well, fine, keep that secret; it could serve as a trump card." Alisha chuckled as she replied, while Harry listened in on their conversation, trying to uncover secrets about him.

"We've arrived," Lucas spoke as Aizel looked towards the town, which was not far away.

From a distance, the town appeared to be neither too large nor too small. There were large walls all around the town, and guards could be seen moving around occasionally.

"I am getting excited." Aizel thought to himself while moving with the trio.