After entering here, Herag dispelled the Titan Power form and reverted to his original appearance.
He took out a robe and put it on.
Herag sat on the sofa, his whole body sinking instantly.
He was pondering his subsequent plans. Now that he had discovered traces of other wizards, he needed to plan carefully.
Firstly, he needed to hide himself. Herag was glad that he hadn't revealed his real name in Falling Leaves Town nor used magic.
While dealing with the gorilla, he didn't even use the Talent Ability of the Spirit of the White Deer.
Herag didn't want to reveal too much in front of Ed, presenting himself only as a powerful exorcist.
After acquiring the Demon Power as his Talent Ability, he could perfectly disguise himself as an exorcist.
This was the biggest difference between him and other wizards.
No matter how other wizards disguised themselves, they couldn't absorb and utilize the demon aura.
Herag took out a bottle of Thousand-Change Potion from the space ring and drank it in one gulp, quickly transforming into an unremarkable young man.
He restrained all the magic power aura in his body to disguise himself more thoroughly.
Herag planned to act as an exorcist and the Titan Power could just be explained as his awakened exorcist ability.
However, the Titan Power form could be recognized by other wizards, so it couldn't be used arbitrarily in crowded places.
He prepared to kill demons using the identity of an exorcist to acquire demon aura while seeking traces of other wizards.
Especially Medel, who must be found and killed thoroughly.
He posed too great a threat to Herag, someone he must kill.
After Medel spoke words threatening Herag's friends, he became someone Herag had to eliminate.
Though there were no leads yet, Herag believed he would eventually find some clues.
These wizards were new to this world; they couldn't hide perfectly and would eventually reveal some hints.
Herag lay on the sofa and glanced out the window, with no signs of movement.
Inside the Fallen Wings, he could see the surrounding situation clearly through the window.
Staying inside here, there were basically no safety concerns, as a Level 3 witchcraft wasn't something ordinary power could break through.
Having the Fallen Wings made living outdoors much safer.
After meditating inside for one night, as dawn broke, Herag continued his journey.
He walked along the road for a day, and after continuing for a few hours on the second day, he realized this path could only be considered a trail.
This path converged with two other paths at a junction, merging into a very wide main road.
Herag observed the road, seeing many traces of hoofprints and wheel marks.
Many traces were fresh, indicating that people often passed through this road.
Following Ed's previous directions, Herag walked towards the main road.
Without a carriage, walking speed was indeed much slower. Herag estimated he would only reach Greenfield City by dusk.
After walking along the road for two hours, it was already noon as the fierce sun hung high and shone down intensely.
Unafraid of the heat, Herag continued forward under the scorching sunlight.
Suddenly, sounds of galloping hooves came from behind, indicating a sizable group.
Herag turned to see a squad of riders galloping at full speed on the horizon.
The entire group wore standard armor, looking like an army.
After a glance, Herag continued on his way.
The squad rode swiftly, only glancing at Herag, not stopping, and galloped forward.
Leading them was a bearded burly man who appeared to be their commander, around thirty, with an impressive aura.
Herag could sense this commander's exceptional strength and demon aura, possibly indicating a very strong exorcist.
The group originally didn't pay attention to Herag, having ridden out about a kilometer.
Unexpectedly, they returned after a while, with the leading commander riding over to ask, "Are you heading to Greenfield City?"
"Yes." Herag nodded.
The commander said, "Then come with us. We have extra horses. Can you ride?"
"I can ride, but I'm fine traveling alone. Thank you for the offer." Herag expressed gratitude.
The commander continued, "I'm Arnt, the Knight Commander of the City Lord's Mansion in Greenfield City. Recently, it's been uneasy around Greenfield City, with many demons leaving their original territories, causing chaos. Traveling alone is dangerous, so come with us."
Herag noticed a faint blood smell on Arnt's armor, not human.
This indicated that their squad had likely just experienced a battle and was now returning to Greenfield City.
They could have left directly but, seeing Herag alone, returned to offer him a ride.
"In that case, I'll join you. Thank you, Mr. Arnt. My name is Jelote, a wandering exorcist." Herag introduced himself.
He casually gave himself a name, different from the one he used in Falling Leaves Town.
"An exorcist?" Arnt then seriously looked at Herag, indeed sensing some exorcist aura.
But it was faint, so Arnt hadn't noticed initially.
"This person controls his aura so well," Arnt thought.
It wasn't that Herag controlled his aura well; he'd simply absorbed little demon aura, making it subtle.
Yet Arnt instinctively felt Herag's strength and assumed the faint aura was due to Herag's superb control.
Arnt said, "So you're an exorcist, no wonder you're brave enough to travel alone. I was overly concerned."
Herag laughed, "It's nothing, Mr. Arnt. Though I'm an exorcist, I'm not that powerful. Traveling with you all is excellent."
Arnt knew he was being polite and instinctively felt Herag was unusual.
Returning partly to give Herag a lift, he also intended to investigate the situation.
As Knight Commander of Greenfield City, Arnt was bold and meticulous, attentive to such details.
A nearby knight brought a horse over, and Herag deftly mounted, grabbing the reins to follow the squad to Greenfield City.
Riding sped up the journey significantly, reaching Greenfield City in just two hours.
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