Deities: Starting From Goblins
Chapter 1328 - Chapter 1328 Chapter 728 Immortal

Chapter 1328: Chapter 728: Immortal Chapter 1328: Chapter 728: Immortal However, Elder Talon Skyler and his companions appeared exceptionally calm; their eyes revealed innocence and panic, as if they had indeed been frightened by this sudden and unforeseen storm.

In the end, the leading soldier snorted coldly, his voice tinged with bitterness and helplessness, “Fine, we’ll let you off this time. But if you dare to make any underhanded moves again, don’t blame us for being inhospitable! The Demon Race is not to be trifled with–our patience and tolerance have limits.” He said, waving his hand to signal the soldiers to stand down, “Hurry and leave this place, return to where you belong! Don’t let me see you lingering here again!”

Elder Talon Skyler and his companions breathed a sigh of relief as if they had heard the sounds of heaven; the boulder hanging in their hearts finally fell to the ground. They quickly nodded and bowed, their faces full of grateful smiles, “Thank you, sir, thank you for your mercy! We’ll leave at once, immediately!”

Saying so, they hastily left the post station, their steps light and hurried, as if they feared that lingering one second longer would give the Demon Race soldiers a chance to change their minds and capture them. On the way out, they felt secretly fortunate and kept sighing at their extreme luck in turning danger into safety.

“Whew, that scared me to death!” one of the companions patted his chest, still feeling the aftershock, “I thought we were really done for this time!”

“Indeed, thanks to Elder Talon Skyler’s clever response, we managed to escape smoothly,” another companion added, admiration for Elder Talon Skyler filling his gaze.

Elder Talon Skyler merely smiled slightly, knowing well that their escape was not solely due to his own wit, but much depended on luck and the timely appearance of a member of the Demon Clan Nobles. He reminded his companions, “Don’t celebrate too early, our journey ahead will be even more difficult. The Demon Soldiers are just a temporary threat; the real challenge lies ahead. We must be more careful and cautious to safely reach Constantia Prefecture.”

Upon hearing this, his companions nodded in agreement. They knew Elder Talon Skyler was right. The road ahead was filled with unknowns and dangers; they must remain vigilant at all times to ensure their safety. Thus, they quickened their pace, vanishing into the vast night. Back in the station, the Demon Soldiers continued their patrols and searches as if nothing had happened.

In a corner of the station, by an old wooden table, Elder Talon Skyler and several companions sat together. On the table sat several unopened jars of alcohol and a few simple dishes, but the atmosphere was exceptionally oppressive. The dim glow of an oil lamp flickered, casting shadows on the furrowed brows of the company, as if the air itself had solidified.

One of the companions, named Ah Qiang, a cheerful and optimistic young man, tried to break the gloomy atmosphere. He gently nudged Elder Talon Skyler’s arm, a bit of hope and luck in his eyes, whispering, “Sir, why don’t we just go back later, we want to finish all the alcohol we’ve called for, otherwise, it would be a waste! We spent quite a bit of silver on this drink, and I’ve heard it tastes quite good, wouldn’t it be a pity to just leave it like this?”

Before Ah Qiang could finish, a cold and proud voice interrupted, “Enough! What do you think this place is? Is this a place where you Mixed Bloods can run wild? What gives you the right to negotiate with us? We are Demon Clan Nobles of pure and noble lineage, how can we mingle with you lowly Mixed Bloods?”

The speaker was a young man of the Demon Race, dressed in luxurious clothing, his eyes filled with pride. He wore a deep purple robe adorned with intricate Demon Race totems, with a gem-encrusted longsword at his waist, radiating an intimidating aura. His features were handsome, but his gaze exuded an undeniable arrogance and disdain. His companions also echoed in agreement, their faces showing scorn and mockery.

“Indeed, don’t you see your own status, daring to sit on equal footing with us nobles?” a burly Demon Soldier, his face covered with flesh, shouted loudly, his long spear thudding heavily on the ground as if to show off his power.

“Hmph, you Mixed Bloods, not even fit to carry our shoes!” another young man of the Demon Race scoffed, his fingers lightly tapping on the table, his eyes full of contempt for Elder Talon Skyler and his party.

Elder Talon Skyler frowned at these words, a flash of displeasure crossing his eyes, but quickly returned to calm. He was well aware that in this world ruled by the Demon Race, Mixed Bloods always faced various forms of discrimination and oppression. Though they possessed the blood of the Demon Race, they were ostracized for not being pure. However, Elder Talon Skyler had no intention of arguing with these arrogant Demon Clan Nobles; he had his plans and objectives and didn’t want to ruin the big picture due to a momentary impulse.

Thus, he smiled slightly, speaking calmly, “Honored sirs, we meant no offense. We were just passing through and wanted to rest for a moment, perhaps to appreciate the post station’s alcohol. Since you sirs dislike our presence, we will take our leave immediately and not disrupt your refined pleasures.”

With that, Elder Talon Skyler stood up, gave his companions a glance to follow him, and leave. Although Ah Qiang was reluctant, seeing Elder Talon Skyler’s look, he could only silently follow. They gathered their belongings from the table and turned to leave.