I Became the Martial God's Youngest Disciple

"Do as you wish." The Iron-Blooded Lord nodded and said calmly, "I will warn you separately. If the church's assassins are determined, even the main house can't fully protect you. Of course, those who harm you won't survive, but they don't intend to in the first place."

"Isn't it an achievement only earned by enduring this much?" I replied.

Though I said that, I naturally had no intention of dying. I planned to have one or two safeguards to protect my life even if the assassins attacked.

At that moment, the Iron-Blooded Lord spoke again. "You."

"Yes?" I asked.

"You've lost your mind a little, haven't you?" he remarked.

What did he mean by that?

I blinked in confusion as he continued, "Do you have any other plans after the blessing ceremony?"

"Nothing in particular," I answered.

"Then let's have a meal later," he suggested.

I struggled to follow the conversation's flow, but my mouth responded on its own. "Sure. Why not?"

"Good," he said. "I will send someone to inform you of the time and place."

I watched as the Iron-Blooded Lord rose from his seat. Flustered, I stopped him. "Is that all you have to say?"

"Ah," he added, almost as an afterthought. "Tell me if you want to sell the map. I'll offer a better price than others."

"Oh, alright."

Before I could say more, he vanished without a trace, leaving me alone in the room.

"I think...

Episode 38 (Teaser)

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