ARYA MAHESA
ADAMANTINES

Same with Kelang, Darius did not directly return to the headquarters of the adventurer guild. He prefers to directly report the incident to Arya.

During his time as the head of the union, he had never made such a fatal mistake. However, this incident was indeed very difficult to anticipate.

Hoping for his explanation to be understandable, once he met with Arya, Darius immediately told him the truth.

"Master, I told you about it. It sounds absurd, but that's exactly what happened."

Darius realized the losses he had caused would not be able to be dealt with by the adventurer guild.

"Mr Darius, I believe it."

Darius wince. "Master, do you believe me?!"

Arya nodded. "Yes. I trust her. And it doesn't matter."

"Masters. I will not take my hand off. We from the adventurer guild will investigate this."

"No need, but there's something I want to ask you."

At that time they were in a building where there was only Arya there. Darius did not expect that his report would be this easy.

But with what Arya was going to ask him, the head of the adventurer guild hesitated a little. Maybe the young man suspected it.

"Yes, Master. Please! ... I'll answer if I find out."

Without a second thought, smiling Arya asked. "In your country, with your strength you may become a reluctant warrior. But, what makes you an adventurer?"

Darius' eyes widened. This question was not asked, "What is this about? Why are you questioning my decision to become an adventurer?"

"Jawab only. I'm just curious."

Darius swallowed. He was not used to the tongue. As an adventurer, he was not afraid of facing anyone. Since deciding to live a life like this, Darius has realized his profession is not a profession that guarantees security and comfort.

"I want to go around the world and uncover the many mysteries that lie within it."

Arya nodded, "So, who are you now? Are you still an adventurer?"

Darius remained silent. "On that ... I ... Me ... !"

Much has changed in this world. Even the adventurers themselves had long since lost their identity.

With the guild that patrolled them at this time alone they were still referred to as adventurers. For the rest, they are just workers who perform challenging tasks with a considerable amount of effort. That'sthat's all.

Seeing that Darius did not reply, Arya understood. Not continuing, now Arya switched a little. "Why does this union exist? Do you need this union, or this union that needs you?"

'Deghh!'

Darius' heart beat hard. Like something just hit him. The head of the adventurer guild, now forgot the reason why he was in the building and met Arya.

Instead, he went back to thinking about why he could get to the Land that was so far away from his homeland.

"Lord Darius, know it. I intend to travel around the world and search for something that may have never been found. From the beginning I wanted to be an adventurer. But, if an adventurer is like you right now, I seem to have to rethink my plans."

"Bruck...!"

Darius fell to his knees.His head was immediately bowed. This was not what he expected when he started first. Long before that, where he assumed that the adventurer was someone who would hold the great secrets of the world at the peak of its glory.

But at this moment, he realized that he had lost his way. The many problems in the world make the goal shift little by little. Until he lost his identity and changed.

Darius finds himself today only a worker who expects to be paid by a certain person or group. The challenge found while on a mission, is no longer something that he considers interesting but only the reason why he was paid so high.

Hearing that, Darius immediately stood up. his emotions dimmed and his face immediately reddened, staring at Arya sharply. "Master! You can belittle me or insult me. But not for that guy. Watch what you say!"

Just as Arya expected. Darius was not like any other adventurer. He was just a person who was already entangled by the spinning wheel of this world.

"Looking at your reaction, you seem to admire that person a lot. Is she that good?!" Arya asked in a curious tone.

Darius tightened and clenched his teeth, the adventurer guild was not that simple for him. Especially the long history that goes with it.

"Different from the warriors, the one who established the adventurer guild was the one who understood that the world could not be conquered by just one person. That person started to gather people with the same determination and formed a group. At first it was not a union. But, home to their group. The adventurer guild was home for them to return to

and when they come home, they will tell their descendants, the great story of adventure that they have gone through."

Seeing Arya nod as if understanding what he said, Darius' emotions eased a little.

"Who was the first to build a home for the adventurers?"

Darius looked up, as if recalling his childhood. The time when his parents told the story of a great adventurer who had circumnavigated the world.

The story of a person with a great sword and followed by very strong people who are able to kill creatures that cannot be defeated by humans.

The man who made little Darius as his role model and inspired him to sail the continent for the same purpose.

"That guy is my hero. The one we refer to as the only Knight who set foot in the Adamantine Class. The ancestor of the adventurers, the Dragon Killer. Sarka!"

As he answered that, Darius' eyes were fiery. It was as if there were no more great people in his eyes in this world other than that person. However, the next incident would soon make his world shake.

"Lord Darius. This is my ancestral land. There's a house and a family that will wait when I get back ... !"

As Arya stood up, Darius' eyes widened. Instantly an intimidating aura burst out filled the room. Darius fell back on his knees.

"Marabitsa ... Awake up!"

A huge sword floated out from in the air. The sword was lit up in every carving that was on its hilt and scabbard.

"Nuva ... !"

"First step ... Cakra Gate!"

Darius stared with his eyes wide open. It was like a very real dream. Exactly like the fairy tale he heard from his parents almost every time he wanted to sleep.

A great warrior with a flaming sword and a body filled with Aura that is able to thrill the souls of his enemies. Adventurer ancestor. Someone in the legend. Sarka, the Dragon Killer.

With eyes still burning, Arya turned to Darius who looked at her as if he was looking at a god.

Darius was at a loss for words. He wasn't ready to see this. Even if you think about it, who's ready for something like, When what's only in your dreams now appears right in front of your eyes.

"Say, Are you still an adventurer?!"

Arya asked Darius who now looked down. Not answering or not answering. With her condition like this, she was too embarrassed to admit that she was still an adventurer.

Bahuraksa swirled in the air before finally swooping down on the floor.

"Mir...!"

Darius was shocked and looked up. In front of him, the sword was now stuck and standing. Behind him stood the figure he believed to be Sarka, starting to speak again.

"From the adventurer! I have a mission, for you ... !"