The Ark Of The Iron Canine

"Although, this Goibniu guy was a handful to control compared to the rest of the Mages. After a certain time, the Mages' minds would start to shut down as a coping mechanism with the stress of the experiments. Their bodies would lay there, with even basic motor functions ceasing."

"The same way that the girls and children of the Albion Mission went into a catatonic state. Once their mental states shut down, we would continue the experiments until the Mage fully dies. Is it cruel? Of course, I won't justify what I had done with some pitiful excuse."

"I've accepted it and move on. But I will never forget the Mages' blank facial expressions, even if it has been a quarter-century. There are some things too precious to forget... So, back to the Metal Mage, I'd been complaining about chasing him for the past few weeks before taking a break."

"I'd thought this was my problem to handle alone, but from its looks, it's now requiring all our combined efforts to find these six Mages to solve one major problem among the Five Domains. The Metal Mage, also called the Iron Canine, was a Mage that relied upon brute force tactics to win."

"Although he could conjure up any weapon made out of metal, Goibniu prefers fighting style to use fists and knuckleduster type weapons. This Mage's punch can decimate a person's skull without any effort. I wasn't kidding when I said he was mad beyond help."

"Negotiations won't work on this guy. He is the type to punch first and continue punching until you sprout a pair of wings and halo. The worse part is that this fellow is super slippery. I can't pinpoint his location since he changes his hiding spot all the time."

"I tried my best, but this guy has changed his name each time he changes provinces. Teuton has 50 provinces, and there are different villages in those provinces, which is a headache when your target doesn't stay at one village for a day."

"At least, I'm fortunate that he isn't going out of the Domain for some reason. I would prefer that I head into this battle alone since I am the only one who knows how to get out of a fight within him alive. But I can handle him myself, and I'll be heading out to find this rapid dog when dawn comes."

"You're going to stop your break so early?" asked the High Queen.

"I have to, and I can't risk any more lives getting taken by some deranged animal. I took this break thinking that the Metal Mage would stop after I sent those Knights to patrol the area, but..."

The Angry Man fiddled with the Map Crystal before showing the incident reports within the area. More problems arose, and the Knights were overwhelmed as the people involved were all humans, no Mages. Thus, they can't take action.

But the Angry Man can since he works with the country's head—the next Earl in line and Yan's wife, that had been widowed because of the Umbra Mission. The wife, Lady Janna, was handling the affairs right now but was struggling and willing to work the Arks for help.

Lady Janna trusted Baldwin since he was the one who helped care for their first daughter, Rasyiqah, or Baby Rasyi for short. A plump little girl who loves biting on toys.

"This dog's puppies are causing chaos to the Teuton Domain with deadly outcomes. The destruction is undeniable, and I have to step in despite my well-earned break. I don't want the Domain I've tried so hard to safeguard to be turned from the inside by the dog I couldn't put down properly."

Baldwin's explanation caused a pin drop silence to blanket the whole room. Until Clement dropped the empty cooking pot, scaring the child and Rina.

"Are you alright, Clement?" asked Mavislin, hurrying to the cooking area.

The chef went back to the table before Mavislin could go near him. Clement seemed... Oddly angry instead of his usual cheery self. The Valkyrie backed away to her seat as Clement glanced at the picture of Goibniu. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists in a fury.

"What's wrong, Clement?" asked Raiyen.

"The 37th head of the Mafia Clan known as the Top Wing Foundation within the Teuton Domain. The hound of madness... I could go on and on about the many things this dog goes by but in my eyes... He is nothing but a deranged but begging to be put down by others."

"He was the one who killed the previous head and gave the instruction for all-out extermination of poor people throughout the Teuton Domain years ago. He dubbed the poor as 'sewer rats' and called for pest control across the provinces, starting from the lowest ones."