Revenge: A Path of Destruction
Chapter 167: Vacation 2

Chapter 167: Vacation 2

The capital of Poland, home to the economic clan, pulsed with a refined opulence, where every corner exuded the aura of affluence and arcane mastery.

Mana-powered vehicles glided effortlessly along the cobblestone boulevards, their crystalline exteriors catching the amber glow of the setting sun, casting prismatic reflections onto the polished marble facades of towering edifices.

Skyscrapers of enchanted glass and rune-inscribed stone reached skyward, their spires piercing the heavens like spears of prosperity.

Intricate glyphs shimmered along their surfaces, channeling ambient mana to sustain the city’s ever-present luminescence.

The air was thick with the scent of blooming manaberry blossoms, their sweet aroma mingling with the subtle hint of ozone from nearby spell forges.

Amidst the throng of elegantly dressed citizens, a man in his mid-thirties navigated the bustling avenues with practiced ease.

Clad in a tailored ensemble of muted hues, his attire whispered of wealth without overt proclamation.

His features were deliberately unremarkable, a visage sculpted by mana to blend seamlessly into any crowd—a perfect guise for one who sought anonymity.

Beneath this crafted façade was Alex. The artifact on his finger was doing its work, maintaining the illusion that shielded his true identity.

Alex had been on the other side of the wall for several days.

While exiting that territory was relatively simple, many youths from various clans and adventurers from the guild ventured into the beast domain either to gather resources or to train—entering back was a different matter.

The clan guards who monitored the entrances kept a close record of everyone who came and went.

After changing his appearance, Alex managed to slip past their vigilant eyes with the help of NOVA, who had cleverly inserted a fabricated identity—Michael—into the official records.

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As he approached one of the city’s renowned establishments, "The Gilded Chalice," a voice echoed in his mind, tinged with annoyance.

"Hey, this isn’t fair! Why should you get to enjoy all this delicious food outside while I’m stuck in here?"

Alex sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. Nyxara’s complaints had been a constant since their arrival.

"I told you," he murmured under his breath, ensuring no one nearby could overhear. "Take your human form— and it must be completely human. No tails, no ears. Then, and only then, can you join me."

"But come on, Alex, you know we beasts don’t like taking a human form," she whined. "Just because I’m a tigeress doesn’t mean they will notice? I’m sure no one would notice since I will be in my small form!"

He shook his head, stepping aside as a group of elegantly dressed patrons exited the establishment. "I can’t risk it. I can’t let the clans know I’m in Europe, also the government can’t know about me—not yet."

A huff resonated in his thoughts, followed by a grumbled, "Fine."

Upon entering, Alex was greeted by a maître d’ who, recognizing the subtle insignia on his attire, led him through a corridor adorned with chandeliers and walls imbued with shifting murals of historical conquests.

He was ushered into a secluded chamber, its panoramic window offering a breathtaking view of the city’s central plaza, where mana fountains danced in synchronized harmony.

The ambiance within the chamber was a harmonious blend of modern luxury and arcane tradition.

Soft melodies played from unseen instruments, and the air was perfumed with a blend of exotic spices and enchanted incense.

As he settled into his seat, Alex allowed himself a moment of respite. The journey had been arduous, and the weight of his revenge pressed heavily on his shoulders.

But for now, in this haven of affluence and anonymity, he could afford a brief reprieve.

A few moments later, three waitresses glided into Alex’s private chamber, each maneuvering a gleaming trolley brimming with an extravagant assortment of delicacies.

This restaurant, famed for its luxurious ambiance, provided intimate chambers for its guests, ensuring both privacy and an air of exclusivity.

Alex had intentionally chosen a modestly appointed chamber, a savvy suggestion from NOVA which he agreed on, designed to keep him under the radar and away from prying eyes.

Yet, the staggering quantity of exquisite dishes he had ordered was anything but subtle; their vibrant colors and enticing aromas filled the secluded space, beckoning attention from anyone who might wander by.

As the heavy chamber door creaked open, the waitresses glided in with a graceful efficiency, their movements synchronized as they began to artfully arrange an extravagant spread of dishes upon the long mahogany table.

The rich, aromatic scents wafting from the plates filled the air, a tantalizing mix that sent a flurry of anticipation through the room.

Their eyes, sparkling with a blend of intrigue and amusement, often darted toward Alex, their curiosity palpable as they exchanged whispered glances.

Before him lay an astonishing array of culinary creations—glimmering mana-infused delicacies that shimmered with otherworldly colors, and succulent cuts of rare beast meats that seemed to glow under the flickering candlelight.

The sheer volume of food was staggering; it would have posed a monumental challenge even for a party of five hearty diners.

Each dish was a feast for the senses, promising an adventure that was as overwhelming as it was enticing.

Alex, maintaining his composed demeanor, paid them no heed. He had already settled the bill, and their opinions were of no concern to him.

The majority of the food wasn’t for him anyway. Nyxara, the gluttony beast currently residing in his spatial storage, possessed an insatiable appetite.

Being a creature of immense power and size, her dietary needs were substantial, and this meal was intended to placate her persistent grumblings.

Once the waitresses completed their task and exited, Alex activated a subtle barrier around the chamber, ensuring privacy.

With a swift motion, he accessed his spatial storage, allowing Nyxara to materialize. Her eyes gleamed with anticipation as she surveyed the spread before her.

"Finally," she exclaimed, her voice tinged with excitement. "I’ve been waiting for this."

Alex chuckled softly, watching as she began to devour the dishes with gusto.

Despite her complaints, he knew that providing her with such meals was a small price to pay; even though she had been complaining, she still did what he said.

As Nyxara indulged, Alex leaned back, allowing himself a moment of respite. In this secluded chamber, amidst the lavish surroundings of the Economy Clan’s domain, he found a brief solace from the complexities of his mission.

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