Martial Arts Worlds

Amen sat cross-legged in the middle of the circular table, reversed the death energy in his body with the help of Pankratios teachings, and let the energy flow across the city.

The sick got healed, the dead stayed dead, and the heavy raining stopped, letting the bright sun return to the sky.

"Your family—the Einhorn family—you can find them at Garnage. It's a small village in the mountains, hidden from most people's sight.

"They're away from the rest of the world in case some of their family members go out of control."

Pankratios said.

"Thank you for your help."

Kiernan said, ended the phone call, and tossed the red flask over to Amen, who caught it carefully.

"Thanks…"

Amen said.

"…"

Kiernan turned around and walked away without saying a word.

…

Thump!

Kiernan opened the door into the bedroom and saw Aoi sitting on the bed, the usual shade back in her face, and she was smiling as she looked at the sun outside the window.

"Aoi… You're good?"

Kiernan asked with a relieved sigh.

She looked at him with a smile and nodded.

"Yep! I don't quite know what happened, but I suddenly felt horrible, but I am now feeling good again!"

Kiernan nodded with a sigh.

"I'll make a soup for you. Stay in the bed, and rest.

"Okay~"

Kiernan headed downstairs to the kitchen, put the pot on the stove, and began chopping vegetables.

The wagons wheeled down the streets with the raincoated men storing the corpses at the back of the wagon.

It had been a dark day, as apparently over a thousand people died in the city due to a mysterious illness that had spread quickly.

It seemed like the city of Rodero was cursed, as there were serial killings of the Lovely Flower Sect just moments ago, and following that, there had been many copycats doing the same thing.

Now this—a plague, as city folk called it—came and left as soon as it came.

'It almost feels like we've brought the unluck to this city, but Lovely Flower Sect was already killing people way before we came here.

'However, it's about time to leave this place, as we've done everything needed to do here. This place already started to feel like a home, sadly.

'I know that Aoi liked to be here, but this was always going to be temporary for us.'

He cut the vegetables, dropped them into the pot, and started to hum his favorite song of this world, which he happened to learn a month ago.

"Crimson winter… crimson winter… do not care…"

While waiting for the pot to boil, he went to the living room and turned the television on.

It turned into news—breaking news—and two serious-looking figures were standing behind the crescent-shaped desk.

[Humanity and Animalkin have come to a decision!]

Bold text was under them.

"After months of tense discussions between humans and Animalkin, it looks like they have finally come to a decision.

"It has been nervous the last couple of months, and most of the countries went to lockdown in preparation for war.

"It seemed to be just a matter of time before it happened!

"Human Government and Beast King Vladimir and his court have come to a decision to decide this war once and for all.

"A tournament between seven of the best young talents from both humans and the Animal Kingdom will compete to determine the ultimate victor.

"The one who reaches four victories first will be the winner, and their species will be declared the superior race.

"If Animal Kingdom's warriors win, they'll receive half of humanity's territory over in the Martial World, and they will be able to rule over it as they please.

"If humanity wins, they will maintain control over their territory, and the balance of power will remain intact.

"And Animal Kingdom isn't allowed to make any kind of power move against humanity for the next thousand years."

The anchor said with a serious look.

"Thus, the Human Government has officially announced the World Martial Arts Draft. Every young talent, regardless of background or status, will have the opportunity to compete.

"They're being summoned to the capital of the Martial World, where they will undergo rigorous training and testing to determine who will represent their race in the ultimate battle for supremacy."

Kiernan looked at the television with a shocked look on his face, and his heart and soul stirred with excitement.

It caused his martial soul to peel, and then, another layer of extremely beautiful soul emerged.

[Low Stage Martial Grandmaster Achieved!]

Without even realizing it, the excitement over the tournament forced him through the Bottleneck of the Weak!

'This is nothing compared to the Junior Martial Arts Championship. This is a tournament for the pride of our race.

'Only seven will be chosen to represent. I will be one of them, no matter what.'

Buzz! Buzz!

At that moment, his phone buzzed, and he pulled it out to see that he had received an email from the government.

[Kiernan Hunter!]

[You've been summoned to participate in the World Martial Arts Draft in the capital of the Martial World]

The email then contained all the necessary information for him to prepare for the event.

"Aoi!"

Kiernan shouted.

"Y-Yes?"

Aoi shouted from upstairs.

"Start packing; we're leaving!"

Kiernan said, stood up, and poured the soup down the sink.

"I received a strange email. What is this World Martial Arts Draft?"

Aoi walked downstairs and asked in shock with the phone in her hand.

"Yeah, we're going to the capital city."

Kiernan said with a smirk, went to his room, and started packing his bags.

…

New Rakuya, Irio, Hunter Household.

"…"

Julian sat silently inside his room, the phone in his hand, and looked at the email that he just received.

"…World Martial Arts Draft."

He smirked, pocketed his phone, and started packing his bags while downstairs, Karma watched the news.

"…This is unreal that something like this is happening in our lifetime. I knew the situation was bad, but I never expected war would happen.

"This is even shocker turn of the events."

…

End of the Fourth Volume - Irik Abraham