Sacrifice: Time of Mine

When he entered down the alley, men of crime already had their eyes on him, snickering in the shadows.

Basing on Avion's clothes, it was easy to think that he is a noble. However, they didn't know that even nobles had no idea how to get that kind of clothing. That cloth was specially spell-imbedded by the Lord Sorcerer of Time himself.

Even if Avion didn't use his power to revert the state of the cloth to its original form, it would by itself. Even if Avion was to remove that outfit, it will still look and smell brand new no matter how much it will get old.

But these paupers who are lower than commoners have no idea. If they don't know the clothing of nobles how can they know what is not the clothing of nobles?

For them, this was once in a lifetime opportunity. A lone noble boy wandering in the dark streets. If they successfully capture him, they will sure to reap a lot of rewards!

There was no way that a noble would wander around here, unless they are dumb, curious, or have nothing to do. In this case, it must be a spoiled brat who seemed to be curious.

Normally, they would have bodyguards surrounding them at all times, especially if they enter such areas where crimes seemed high. The poor have a higher tendency to commit a crime and this was common sense.

This was one of the reasons Edora hated commoners. They are full of envy and hatred towards the nobles while always playing the victim. She looked up at the nobles since at least, they have the ability to get what they want. Although greedy and arrogant, they don't just complain every day without doing anything about it.

In other words, their hate is productive. It was better than the commoners who were full of talk but in front of those who are higher than them, they will show the clean side of their tongue while having an amenable smile.

Currently, Avion was wandering, not just his physical body but also his thoughts. His eyes on the night sky... he missed the night where it was filled with beautiful stars, where the world is his own. He can do anything and literally anything, and no one can stop him.

'Should I just go back?' he thought as he stepped through the muddy puddles, dirtying his shoes but a second later, it will come back to when it was still clean.

Every step he took was small as a baby step and as slow as a cow on a stroll as he ponders.

Thoughts were filling his head. However, he was afraid that once he goes back, he can never return. But what is better? This world filled with people or his world which was free of pain?

There were three men behind the shadows, waiting for Avion to stepped into the lightless spot. These slums were dimmer than the other parts of the capital as their lighting stone is as old as them without anyone wanting to change it. They have no money and even their mayor didn't care about them. So the lighting stones were dimming and some were not working at all.

The other reason was that the people living in this area have lesser energy than the commoners so when lighting a stone, they have to give their full effort. Energy is for working and that would give them a little money for food so nobody didn't want to volunteer unless they were pressured by the others.

"Can't we just snatch him there? He walks so slow!" a little fatty in the darkness was getting annoyed by the speed of the "young noble victim"

"Shut your mouth..." the acting leader of their group slapped the little fatty's head, "We are not the only ones eyeing that rich kid."

"Yes, Naron is right, the consequences would be detrimental if we were to get caught snatching him. The others are greedy as well and they will report us to this young noble's parents just so they will be the ones who will get rewarded. They may catch us unguarded since we don't know that they have already reported them." a man with hair reaching the upper part of his neck said as he repositioned his glasses. These glasses, however, were just a frame.

"You're... really passionate at sounding smart after you found that glasses, huh." the little fatty said.

"Hmph, one day, I will learn how to read and write and leave you, poor bastards, here." the man with "glasses," said arrogantly.

"What?" the little fatty was not annoyed but instead, smirked, "You don't even know how to count to a hundred."

"..." the man with glasses frowned.

"Be realistic like me." the little fatty pointed at himself, "I just wanted to escape from these slums and travel around the world free. Did you know that there is a land of ice?" he enthusiastically said.

"Heh, where did you even get that?" the man wearing glasses frame just snickered. It seemed that they were used to insulting one another.

"Unlike you, I can read a bit."

"Ho?"

"Tsk, can't you guys tense up a little bit? We're on our path to make our first crime here." the leader, Naron clicked his tongue.

"Oh," the little fatty then said, ignoring Naron's words, "What's yours?"

"Me?"

"Yeah, I want to be a scholar while Fobo wants to realistically travel around the world filled with Elementalists and monsters while being Unranked." the one with a longer hair repeated.

"What if I can become an adventurer, Temon? You gonna lick my ass?"

"Sure! I'll even lick your assho-!"

"No... don't even think about it."

"..."

"..."

"...." Naron just deadass stared at them.

"Ehem" the man with glasses frame, Temon coughed, erasing his shame, "So how about you, Naron?"

He called the leader who looked like in his forties with a bushy beard and spiky short black hair who was wearing a worn-out leader vest, revealing his tough muscles. He looked tough but the two weren't intimidated by him.

"Me?" Naron then pondered, "I... just want to find a good wife who will give me comfort. I don't care who she is or what she looked like, as long as she truly loves me, I will marry her while having a stable job."

"..."

"..."

"Come on, be realistic." the two replied.

"You-!" Naron was about to blow up but just sighed and turn around, "We've been talking too much, we may have missed the young noble by now..." he complained.

"Eh?"

But then, they had frozen faces when they realized that after they opened up to one another and shared their dreams and aspirations while this kid hadn't even reached five steps!

"Let's just snatch him... quick."

"Agreed."