The members of the Larken Clan reached the area where Ralen and the bandit leader had battled. The middle-aged man was grabbing the bandit leader by the neck like if he was some type of animal ready to be butchered.

“I am Ralen, governor of Sword City. May I ask for the identity of the senior?”

Ralen knew that the middle-aged man was far stronger than him by how the bandit leader had ended in his hands.

“I am Herken Larken, a member of the Larken Clan. We have come to Sword City due to some matters. This bandit has some information we need; thus, we will take care of his fate from now on.”

Ralen’s knees trembled after hearing Herken; he had always venerated the Larken Clan and couldn’t believe a group of them were just in front of his eyes.

“Senior Herken is the best to take care of the fate of that criminal. I am sure every citizen of Sword City will agree with me. Please, accompany me inside the city. This place is full of bandit blood and corpses. It isn’t a good place to talk.”

Herken nodded and followed Ralen inside the city. As for the corpses, no one touched them, since they were all killed by the Sword Mage, only him had the right to collect any belongings those bandits had.

At that moment, in the air, Yale continued experiencing a huge increase in power, but it stopped suddenly after reaching the absolute peak of the 9-star Apprentice.

“It seems that I can’t advance more without fulfilling the Main Chain Quest, huh.”

Yale was capable of sensing that his breakthrough was stopped by the Last Wish System because his power up due to the comprehension of the Sword Essence had yet to finish, and the reason for stopping was simple to understand. Yale didn’t know if such restriction was something he needed due to his soul or it was just because Liye wanted it to be in that way, but at least, he was sure that without obtaining the Sword Bloodline he wouldn’t be able to advance to the Practitioner Rank.

“Name: Yale | Age: 16 | Origin Level: 29 |Origin Points: 9000/9000”

“Vitality: 9000| Strength: 9000| Agility: 9000| Intelligence: 9000| Wisdom: 9000| Dexterity: 9000”

Yale sighed after seeing his stats; he had really reached the max and couldn’t improve more until advancing to the Practitioner Rank.

Yale had progressed a lot on the creation of the Sword Bloodline, but he still didn’t know when would finish creating it.

“I should go down now. Wyba and Lar should be wondering why I haven’t returned yet.”

Just when he was going to start going down, he perceived a group of unknown people nearing Lar and Wyba. Yale didn’t know who they were so he rushed towards the ground.

After Ralen had invited the Larken Clan members to enter the city, he introduced Selenia, Lar, and Wyba towards them.

“Besides them, there is also the famous Sword Mage, but he is still in the sky.”

The bandit leader was still conscious and heard Ralen’s words. He was a bit foolish, but not enough to not understand that the one who annihilated all his group was the Sword Mage, who was just at the Apprentice Rank.

Durgan had a strange face when he heard the name of Wyba; it was a strange name, and the only Wyba he knew was the little wolf who was with Yale.

Initially, Durgan had his attention on Lar, who was also staring all their group with anger in her face, but the shock of hearing Wyba’s name made him forgot for a while about that.

Wyba somewhat remembered Durgan; he had grown a lot, but it was still possible recognizing him.

Some people noticed the strange reactions of both parties; it was clear for them that there was some kind of relationship between both parties.

“Lar haven’t you played enough? How about if you return to the clan? Your grandfather is missing you.”

Lar’s anger only increased after hearing that, and the surrounding people were shocked by the fact Lar was a member of the Larken Clan.

“I don’t have any intention to return to let you force me into a marriage with an unknown guy. This Sword City was created by my uncle, so there should be no problem for me being here.”

The creator of Sword City was the big brother of Lar’s father, so she decided that being in Sword City was like playing in a training ground made by her uncle. However, her true reason was that since Yale was in Sword City, she would also be there; she didn’t want to get separated from him again.

“Lar, about that marriage I know I am the one who arranged it, but at that time you didn’t mind about that and gave your consent.”

Before recovering her memories, Lar indeed agreed to let them look for a husband for her because she wasn’t interested in doing it herself and having a fiancé was something normal for the talented girls in the Larken Clan.

However, she regretted it enormously after recovering her memories. After all, she could reject her fiancé, but she needed to meet him before that; rejecting him without even having met him would be too disrespectful, and the Larken Clan wouldn’t tolerate that behavior. Sadly, her fiancé had been disappeared for years, and they only knew that he was still alive thanks to a token.

“Stop your nonsense, useless brother! You all cheated me when I was unable to understand well the situation!”

Durgan could only smile wryly when hearing his little sister. However, he immediately transmitted her a message using Spiritual Sense.

“Stop speaking and for one time in your life hear me! The little sister of your fiancé is called Wyba. You also know that it is a strange name. Do you believe that two extremely talented guys in swordsmanship will both have a little sister with that name?”

Durgan knew that Wyba was just a little wolf, but he didn’t dare to think that turning her into a human would be impossible. At least was easier believing that than the fact there was such a coincidence in the world. Moreover, in Wyba’s gaze, he detected that she had some impression about him like if that wasn’t the first time they meet.

Lar was utterly shocked by Durgan’s words; she didn’t know if Durgan was speaking seriously or just trying to cheat her, but she decided to remain silent until Yale returned. If for being rash she ended up breaking the engagement with the man she loved for two lifetimes, she would need to kill herself.

Seeing that Lar stopped talking, Herken continued.

“Ralen, we had a lot of excellent girls in our clan, maybe you can find someone who matched you well there. Are you interested?”

Ralen face lightened and nodded without hesitation, he always dreamed with an invitation from the Larken Clan. Ralen’s battle to defend Sword City from the bandits obtained the favor of Herken.

“Selenia, becoming a peak practitioner Rank in the Warrior Path with just twenty-nine years is an incredible feat, and I heard that you defeated some people at the Expert Rank in a battle of pure swordsmanship. If you want, you can also try to find a guy you like in our Larken Clan.”

Selenia didn’t catch the Larken Clan’s attention, but while investigating Yale they discovered that she wasn’t bad, so even if they wouldn’t try to get her to marry into the Larken Clan at any cost, it wasn’t bad if she did it.

Although Selenia was stronger in the Warrior Path than the current strongest member of the younger generation of the Larken Clan, that member practiced both paths, which was the only reason for being slower than her.

“Finally, you, little girl. I heard that currently you are just seven, and you were even younger when you reached the expert stage in swordsmanship. No matter who you want to marry in our Larken Clan, we will agree. We will also give you anything you need. You just need to join us.”

The potential of a little girl at the expert stage at such a young age was even higher than Lar’s potential, who advanced to the expert stage in swordsmanship while being nine years old, but near of her tenth birthday.

The Larken Clan really wanted those talents, the treatment they receive differed a lot from the one that received people like Selenia and Ralen if the join.

Wyba was scared; she didn’t want to go with that unknown middle-aged man no matter what he offered to her, but the strength of Herken made that she was unable to reply due to fear.

Before anyone could say anything else and when tears were starting to appear in Wyba’s eyes, someone appeared between she and Herken.

“If you try to abduct my little sister, I won’t be polite with you no matter who you are.”

Yale heard Herken’s words, and he didn’t mind offending the Larken Clan if they really wanted to abduct Wyba at any cost.

Durgan looked at Yale and recognized him; although Yale had also grown up, Durgan could easily recognize him. It was difficult to relate the kid in the bounty poster to the current Yale, for someone who had met him in the past would be able to recognize him.

“Yale…”

Durgan muttered unconsciously as his guess was confirmed.

“Durgan, it has been a long time.”