Creation System: Reborn As A Fantasy Worldsmith

Chapter 299 Trailed By Shadows

Lyrian walked to his final class for the day, which was Alchemy. He garnered a few stares, and especially one from the teacher.

Lyrian noticed her staring and stared back at her. Just as he was going to ask why she had just a scowl on her face, she jerked her body to face the board.

Her teaching continued with basic stuff that almost everyone already knew. However, Lyrian was new to it, so he still took note of the important stuff in his mind.

He noticed that Linus was in class, and as he noticed that, a kid to his right leaned into his shoulder.

"Hey... I heard you fought Drake and beat him!" He whispered quietly enough for only Lyrian to hear.

The boy's tone was excited, and his eyes brightly lit up as he spoke.

Lyrian was still facing Linus, and he noticed that the prince's ears suddenly perked up on instinct as the boy next to him spoke.

'Out of everyone... he heard that huh?' Lyrian smirked, amused by this.

He saw that Linus was clearly intrigued. Knowing that, Lyrian turned to the boy, "I did."

The boy gasped and leaned back in his chair, his mouth opened like an o.

Lyrian didn't do this for any reason, except to get at Linus for the fun of it. He knew of Linus' and Drake's rivalry, and to get in between was interesting to do.

'I'll be strong enough to kick his ass soon enough anyways... I will guarantee that.' Lyrian looked out of the window in the class.

He stared at the horizon in the sky.

'Faster...' He simply mused, 'More power, and faster. I don't have time to be wasting.'

As that class ended, Lyrian was the last to leave. Most others didn't stick around for what Scarlett had to finish up saying, but since he didn't know the information, he stayed in case it was worthwhile.

As he left, he saw Linus speaking to the same boy who spoke to him in class in the distance, which put a grin on his face.

'Now... it's time to hunt.'

***

In under half an hour, Lyrian was as far away from the academy as he had ever traveled before.

In the middle of the forest, he continued running outward.

'I want to get at least as far as that dungeon from yesterday.' He mused, 'If not that, then as far out as possible. The farther out, the stronger the creatures.'

Right now, he didn't want to fight for materials. Rather, he wanted to do so just to fight.

He wanted to fight beasts that were more powerful than the average he could find lying around every few hundred meters.

Something more unique and challenging. While on his way out, however, Lyrian noticed a few presences trailing him...

'Was it right when I came out here? Maybe 5 minutes in...' He tried to think of when he noticed these eyes following him.

Right now, he wasn't going to let them stop him from going toward his destination.

However, he also wanted to take them to a more secluded place before dealing with them...

Lyrian jumped through the treetops for several more minutes.

Below him, he saw blurry black figures appearing and disappearing from sight at random intervals.

'Hm... it seems there are over 10. I have an idea as to why they are following me, but I'm not sure if they want to fight, or just to scare me.'

Lyrian continued traveling out for another hour, completely ignoring the followers.

Still, they seemed to not let go of his sight.

Lyrian stopped as he sensed creatures in bulk ahead of him. He came to a branch of a tall tree and looked down into a flat valley.

Inside the valley was a fairly large village with creatures of familiar look to them wandering around inside.

Lizardmen, a whole tribe full of them. There were over 15 houses made of sticks and clay, all encased in a wooden fence.

Other buildings also existed inside, and a trial of lizardmen littered the streets within the village.

Upon inspecting closer, Lyrian saw that these lizardmen looked far different from those in the dungeon.

They were slimmer and were slightly shorter. Instead of their eight-foot counterparts, most were closer to 6 feet in height.

If the other lizardmen weighed 400 pounds of thick muscle and scale, these creatures weighed around 250 or less.

It was a fairly high amount of weight, but almost half of those in the dungeon.

Taking a peek behind him, Lyrian felt the presence of almost all of the people following him linger near.

He couldn't pinpoint their exact location, but it was clear that they were there.

'They should be able to hide their presence if they got into the academy... some trash students these are. I suppose it makes sense for them to stoop so low for money.'

Lyrian then jumped from tree to tree, suddenly leaping off of a branch and straight into the middle of the lizardman village

He landed with a thud, as many lizardmen freaked at his presence. They hissed and growled at him, grabbing their wooden spears to confront him.

Over three dozen of them gathered around the boy, seemingly conversing with each other in lizardman tongue.

"What is he doing here!?" One of the young lizardmen turned to an older one and exclaimed in fear and shock.

"Face him! Do not let your guard down, young one. These beasts are unpredictable. They are ruthless..." The older lizardman said firmly.

The young saurian straightened his posture and furrowed his brows, staring at Lyrian, "I know..."

Lyrian couldn't understand a word they were saying, but he could feel the hatred seeping through their tongues and into his skin.

He suddenly faced the sky, "Come out! I know you are following me!" He exclaimed with a voice increased in volume via Enhancing his vocal cords.

"What the--!?" The young lizardman jerked back along with a few others, bewildered.

"Is he doing some sort of war cry!?"

At that moment, 15 figures dressed in dark cloth suddenly appeared on top of the roofs and on the streets of the surrounding area.

They all faced Lyrian who was in the middle with covered faces and dangerous gazes.

"Finally..."