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After an entire night of intense training, Rod had finally succeeded in purifying the demonic energy inside Euphemia.

"This isn't taking advantage of someone. It's called sacrificial giving, a righteous act of saving others!"

Looking at the peacefully sleeping Euphemia, Rod justified his actions with righteous conviction, convincing himself that this was an act of selflessness.

Frey had already woken up.

She was curled up in a corner, her eyes dull as she looked up at Rod approaching.

"Are you going to hit me?" she asked, her voice calm yet carrying the weight of painful memories.

Rod crouched down, and Frey's body instinctively trembled, expecting a blow.

"Why would I hit you?" Rod's warm smile was as radiant as the morning sun.

"Whenever things like this happened, my mother would always hit me and call me a monster."

"That won't happen anymore," Rod said with the compassion of a priest.

"Really?" Frey tilted her head slightly, a faint glimmer of hope shining in her otherwise dull eyes.

"Adults don't lie to children."

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"Another disappearance!"

"Have you heard? The butcher's family near the edge of town—gone without a trace!"

"I thought the wolves had already been dealt with?"

"It must be wolves! I clearly heard howling last night."

Villagers in simple clothing crowded the streets, their faces filled with panic as they gossiped about the recent events.

Rod, who had just stepped out of the inn with his two slaves in tow, was intrigued.

"Didn't I wipe them all out?" Rod muttered to himself, finding it hard to believe.

That swing from his divine axe should have been enough to annihilate any magical creatures, let alone a mere pack of wolves with slightly enhanced physical strength.

"Maybe a few managed to escape," Rod thought, but he didn't give it much more attention. They were nothing more than lowly beasts that he could crush without a second thought. Any trouble they might cause would be of no consequence. If things got out of hand, he'd simply deal with them.

"Speaking of which, I haven't checked in today."

Rod felt a small surge of excitement. Every time he checked in, he received something unexpected. He couldn't help but wonder what it would be this time.

"Check-in!"

[Ding! Check-in successful!]

[You have obtained: The Commandment of Kindness]

[Commandment of Kindness: Those harboring hatred will lose the ability to harm others.]

Rod's eyes lit up.

Another extraordinary power. Anyone with hatred in their heart would lose the strength to hurt others. But in the heat of battle, who wouldn't carry some degree of hatred in their heart? Unless they were emotionless machines, this commandment made him practically invincible.

With this power, he was now destined to stand undefeated.

In a cheerful mood, Rod instructed Frey to watch over the room before heading out of the inn alone.

Something about the wolves didn't sit right with him.

Since they came from the forest, it was the perfect excuse to take a stroll through the woods and investigate what was really behind the wolf pack's appearance.

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"Adventurer, please help me!"

"Get lost! I'm busy!"

"Adventurer, my grandmother is still in the forest! Could you please save her?"

"The forest? I'm not going there to get myself killed!"

On the bustling street, a young girl in a red cloak wandered through the crowd, her expression pitiful. Every time she saw an adventurer armed with weapons, she would approach them with a desperate plea.

"Annie, lots of adventurers have disappeared in the forest lately. No one's going to help you."

"Your grandmother lives alone in the forest. She might already..."

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