Leon Greyrat: The Second Son - Mushoku Tensei OC

Chapter 45 - The Central Continent

— Leon Greyrat —

After two nights and an entire day at sea, we had finally arrived in East Port, the southern entrance by sea to the Central Continent.

More importantly, it was one step closer to home.

While the day of rest was nice, as Aisha and Norn got to experience the novelty of seafaring once more while I got to experience a cute and meek Eris again, we didn't have time to waste around.

After all, we still had to make it across the entire continent, with this one being the largest continent yet.

Safe to say, we had our work cut out for us.

And that wasn't even mentioning how we now didn't have the Holy Sword Highway to use anymore...

There was a very well-maintained road that stretched from our current location, East Port, all the way to the capital of the Asura Kingdom, Ars, and while its size and quality were comparable to the Holy Sword Highway, there was one factor that we would now have to deal with during our travels that we didn't have to before.

Monsters.

It was said that the Holy Sword Kingdom was made by Saint Millis himself when he slashed down his sword and parted the Blue Dragon Mountain Range and the Great Forest, and while that story was quite obviously doubtful, there was still some merit to it as the road was bursting with mana.

I would know, as I had been nearly blinded when I first used my Demon eye while we were on the road.

Anyway, with that mana warding away monsters, the only thing one needed to worry about were bandits, but the knights often took care of those before there were any problems.

But now, it would be a bit different.

I think I could rely on my barrier magic unless some insanely strong monster made itself known, but until I was sure, I guess we'd be splitting the nightly guard duty between the three of us once more.

Or, at least, I thought it would be the three of us...

"Leon," Ruijerd said, looking down at me with an apologetic frown. "I... believe that we should part ways here."

That was quite the thing to hear, right after getting our new carriage and horses set up.

"...Is there any particular reason?" I asked.

"Yes," he nodded. "After talking to my friend in Millishion... he mentioned that there was an old rumour, around a hundred years ago, that there were Superds in the south of the Dragon King Kingdom."

Ah.

Well, we were currently in the southeast of that very Dragon King Kingdom and would be heading up north as soon as we began travelling, so that... made sense.

We would have to part ways, if not now, then very soon.

After all, while Ruijerd had been helping us, his main goal was to find his people and restore his tribe's good name.

"I will search for my people," he continued. "And with the lessons you've taught me, as well as your theory that our hair is the source of our curse, I can begin restoring the Superd's reputation."

Right. There was that as well.

After getting more control of my Demon eye in the Great Forest, as well as Ruijerd having forgotten to shave his head for a few days, I was able to notice it.

Mana.

But it wasn't the usual free-flowing type I was used to, but rather... something else. Something... murkier.