Javier strolled through Akan Village, enjoying the peaceful moment.
The smell of freshly grilled meat filled the air, mixing with the earthy scent of the fields.
Children ran past him, laughing. Villagers smiled and waved.
For once—
Everything was calm.
But then—
A chill ran down his spine.
His enemy detection skill flared.
Danger. Close. Approaching fast.
Javier's expression darkened instantly.
Without hesitation, he shouted—
"Liana! Gloria! Defend the villagers!"
Liana's sharp eyes locked onto his, sensing the urgency.
"Young Master!"
Gloria's calm demeanor changed, her hands moving to her hidden blades.
"What's happening?"
Javier raised a hand.
"Get back! Just cover our people."
Both maids hesitated for half a second—
But they obeyed without question.
Then—
A shadow loomed overhead.
From the sky, something descended quickly.
Someone.