Silverhart Online 32 Arrival

The dawn of a beautiful morning graces throughout Whitemoor in its majestic brilliance as the sun shines brightly to reveal its eternal spectacle.

Three days have passed since the occurrence in the Bandit Encampment, Gray and Isamu, fortunately, have not encountered any incidents so far, continuing their journey peacefully as they are seen to be following a sloped road, going upward that leads to Chadena.

During those times, during at night to be exact, Gray opted to educate himself even more about this world's inner working by reading the Codex when they are at camp.

As such, he was able to gain a considerable amount of knowledge about this world in his endeavors.

Such knowledge includes the monsters that he has faced, the books that he read in the Archives, a few bits of the world's lore with terminologies of the land and people, and some game mechanics since most are not yet unlocked.

Speaking of the Town, Chadena should only be a few hundred steps from here according to the Map, so it will only be a matter of time until they have arrived.

While walking and enjoying the sights of the countryside, the two converses with one another carefreely to kill the time, with Isamu being the more talkative out of the two.

"And that's how I ended up with an Elven lass at my bed the very next day at the tavern, hahaha!!"

Gray could only chuckle at the Cat-folk's interesting stories about his shenanigans in Chadena.

"Heh, you must be some sort of a ladies' man huh," Gray smirks with a playful tone.

"Hahaha, I'm not denying that." Isamu laughs at the Elf's statement proudly. "When we arrive at Chadena, you should join me sometime at the tavern for a drink. The Fighter's Retreat is a perfect place to grovel yourself in a drunken splendor after a good ole day of adventures and quests."

Reminiscing his time back on Earth, Gray was quite a drinker, wallowing into cans of beer all by himself after a day of hard work at the game company.

As such, Gray nodded happily in response, saying that he is looking forward to the pleasures of alcohol yet again. He also thought in the utmost regard of how the said liquor tastes during this current old era.

After all, he did miss his chance of doing so at the tavern in Oakwood since he's occupied with a Quest and currently on the initial stages of his adjustment in this fantasy world.

Perhaps now he could enjoy the fine grandeur of the entertainment and things that Silverhart has to offer to him.

Hiking through the inclined road and finally reaching the top, Gray could only widen his eyes upon now witnessing something grand in a distance as he tries to make up of the details of the sight being marveled at him.

"Is that?" Gray's could only utter in question upon seeing a large town filled with many houses and establishments that are surrounded by brick stone walls of architectural awe.

"Aha!! And here we are!!" Isamu grins in response as he pointed his finger at it. "That's Chadena alright, home of the renowned Warrior's Guild and a haven for Warriors such as myself. She's a beauty, is she not?"

The Elf nods in agreement. After all, it's his first time witnessing a huge town personally in this fantasy world.

Oakwood is nice and all, but the town from what he sees is by far leagues ahead in terms of architecture, and design.

Anyways, the two wasted no time as they resume their trek, the exhaustion of the journey finally gone upon seeing their destination right in front of their very eyes.

A glimpse of civilization finally greeted the two as they could now see some houses and farmlands outside of the town, with different people occupied in their own business as they perform their usual daily routine.

As they finally approach the two-door big wooden gates of the town, they could see two guards stationed as he performs his lookout duty with serious conviction.

Gray took notice of the Guards' equipment: a red tabard with the insignia of a lion's face that covers his mail shirt and leggings underneath. Their helmet is made of steel with a leather neck guard that supports the lower portion of their face. Both are also equipped with a sword, and a kite shield with the same lion insignia trapped on the back.

Overall, the men certainly do look the part of a Guard in most RPG games that he played.

Peering into the status bar, Gray wonders how an average guard would stand out in this very world that he lives.

'As a Guard, surely they must be at least powerful in their own right.' The Arcanist rubs his chin in curiosity. 'After all, in most RPGs that I played, Guards are powerful NPCs that not even the hero himself would stand a chance against them, in the early stages of the game at least. The unrealism of such a system stems from the fact that such powerful individuals tend to only stay in a single town instead of going out there and make use of their mighty strength to help out the world instead of a hero who is weak at the beginning. As a matter of fact, they may do a better job than the hero himself and might save the world in a single fucking day. But I guess that's how games work for the protagonist to shine.'

A good example of this is the Witcher 3, where the Witcher, a powerful mutant who have undergone extensive training, ruthless mental and physical conditioning, and the three gruesome trials to become a monster slayer feared throughout the entire land, only to be one-shot by pesky average guards in White Orchard.

Chadena Guard

Lvl: 13

Health: 1,832 / 1,832

Stamina: 785 / 785

Mana: 293 / 293

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Chadena Guard

Lvl: 14

Health: 1,901 / 1,901

Stamina: 794 / 794

Mana: 304 / 304

'Huh.' Gray blinks in a slight surprise upon seeing the mediocre stats of the Guard. 'I guess they are not as strong as I thought they would be. Thank goodness that this world retains some of the logic from real life.'

Indeed, if there really are powerful guards roaming around in this town, then there's no absolute need for a Warrior's Guild to be here in the first place.

The Guards seeing the newcomers approaching assumes a position of attention as one of them, the higher level of the two, inquires the Warrior and Mage of their intentions in town.

"What is your business here in Chadena, citizens?"

"Haha, relax Brandon." The Cat-folk snickers, crossing his arm in amusement as he seemed to be in familiar terms with the Guard. "It's just me."

"Just doing my job, Isamu." The Guard, Brandon, now smiles at the Cat-folk but still retains his firm posture in the line of duty. Then he saw Isamu's Elven companion as he questions. "Who's your companion?"

"Ah, this is my new friend I encountered during my mission, Gray Allister." Isamu happily introduces the Elf to the Guard. "Don't worry, he's trustworthy, that I can assure you. He merely seeks a carriage driver for faster transportation into the capital."
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"I see." Brandon nods in understanding and shifted his attention to Gray. "Very well, since Isamu spoke on your behalf, you may enter."

Brandon and his fellow guard then open the gate as Gray and Isamu are now granted entry into Chadena.

Gray's eyes could not help but glimmer with utmost excitement, looking forward to what's inside of the Town.

Up in the sky, a certain brown sparrow is shown to be constantly keeping its sights on the said Elf, not even sparing a moment as it followed him just as instructed by its powerful master.

Chapter end