Way of Overlord
Chapter 268: Raiding

Chapter 268: Raiding

Aeryon look at his arms and looking at it he could see that his vein is strained. It is so clear that he could even see the veins popping out

"Practicing archery does put a stain on my arms and hands. I just never thought the pain comes like this. Maybe it is because the system. It delays some of the pain of training." he thought to himself.

Aeryon chooses to rest for a while as he jumps down from his horse and goes to a small stream of water.

For the first few second he walks with a tremble, his body shaking and sweat falls from his forehead and his back is wet from sweat like he is trying to recover from a fever

The wind blows and it brings a chill that dispel some of the body heat.

A few minutes of walking finally he is feeling a bit alright. He no longer walks with a shake and the sweat also stopped dripping down from his skin

The pain is intense but it is brief.

He walk around the area and after checking there is no hazards or beats around he simply lied down on the grassy area and look at sky.

He look at the vast sky and he feel like his heart is being opened and he laughed loudly.

Then that pain comes again. He could feel his body trembling again

"I thought it was already over" he mutters to himself. Maybe, the pain comes in waves. This time the pain comes again but it was not as intense as before.

At least, Aeryon is grateful for this point

Sweats are dripping down from the side of his forehead but he doesn’t really seem to care.

There is this sense of fulfilment that he did not get doing nothing else.

"if its not for the system would I enjoy training this much?" he thought to himself. Aeryon ignore this thought

He looks at the sky, closes his eyes and then his eyelids began to become heavy and he began to sleep.

....

Aeryon did not sleep for long. He opens up his eyes and he feel refreshed. He look at his hand and spins his warts.

"My body ability to heal itself is still very remarkable. And to think that this is normal is really amazing" Aeryon thought to himself.

He got up and look at the sun in the sky.

It is late afternoon.

He must have been sleeping for a few hours.

Not far away from him is his horse.

"Phweet!" he whistled with his lips and his horse raise its head and quickly rush toward him. Aeryon jumped onto the horse, smiling and then he quickly hold the rein.

"Now, it is time to raid" he shouted.

A one-man raid is unusual , rare but there is such a precedent and it exist. The reason why it is rare because no warriors wanted to create such a deadly feud.

A feued between tribes could be generational feud hence nobody would easily wanted to start a feud.

And when they do, they make sure to annihilate everyone from that tribe so that the feud could not be continued. No one would be like Aeryon who keeps forgiving his enemies

It is almost like he did not fear that the tribe that he conquered would want to avenge their fallen tribes.

Hence, the act of attacking that could generate deadly feud is usually only done by the desperate or someone who could hide themselves from getting caught or a tribe who already has a conflict with that other tribe.

Aeryon pulls the rein and then looking at the distance, all he could see in the vast green. He smiles, laughs, kicks the side of the horse and the horse runs forward.

The small tribe of Fuxa is not far from the area around the Khulun area of influence and Brolgadhr area of influence.

A wandering tribe with a few dozen warriors and almost a hundred people. These hundreds of people included men ,women, old and young.

A small tribe that is probably passing through this area. Aeryon invited them to join his tribe, but this tribe rejected him

The tribe rejected him politely. However, the fact that this tribe rejected him, make him feel curious.

And so, when his spies investigated this tribe, it is said that this tribe come from afar and it might have illustrious lineage

However, unlike Yan who recorded all of the noble lineage , the people of the Steppe, relies only on the stories of the storytellers and the Ashana who keeps the secrets, the stories of the tribes in songs stories and rhymes.

But this tribe, this Fuxa tribe is said to have keep the lineage of their tribe using words of the ancient Old Empire.

There is a book. To many people this is not useful. But Mayeux told him something and since then he changes his mind and he wanted Fuxa tribe to join his tribe

Aeryon heard that this tribe also have a lot of horses. And it coincided with the task that he has.

Capture ten horses of a different tribe. Aeryon did think of trying to take the horses of the other tribes under his banner.

For example, he tries to taken ten horses of the Xewa tribe. The system did not accept it. He did the same for other tribes that surrendered to him

And still, the system did not accept it. From this, Aeryon could tell that any tribes that surrender to him or subjugated by him is considered by the system as the same as his own tribes.

"I must capture the horses of an unaffiliated tribe" Aeryon had also try the same thing with the horses of the Utgard tribes. Even allied horse sis not accepted by the system

Maybe it is because even if he stole it, there would be no repercussion. It is like stealing form yourself. How could it be called stealing if you only took what is yours. That is not stealing at all.

With this, Aeryon also learns something about the system.

And that is while there are some cases where there is loophole in certain task, in some others the loophole is hard to find.

As for this task, maybe there is a loophole.

But Aeryon did not really care whether this task has a loophole or not. He believe that he could do it even according to the the frame of the quest

And not all the task of the system need to be cajoled. The system task and trials always improve himself if he could survive it.

There is probably a deeper meaning to the quest

"Or maybe I am just ascribing what is not there to these quest" and thinking of this he chuckles to himself.

He did not want to think too much about it now that he had already made his decision to steal the horses of the Fuxa tribe.

Aeryon rides his horse , gaining speed and as he rides his horse, he is also communicating with his horse.

The more he rides with his horse, the more his horse understand him and vice versa. Riding together is like a bonding experience between him and his horse

And not before long, Aeryon could see in the horizon a settlement. The settlement seems temporary as there is ger on a wheel.

The people of the Steppe did not call it Ger. But in his world , it is called Ger.

"probably when spring came, the winter ends, they would quickly goes away to a different area" Aeryon thought of all of this but he did not slow his horse .

Instead, he urges his horse to go faster going toward that tribe. Dust rises up behind the horses back. From the distance the sun shine son him and created a large shadow that began to loom toward the tribe.

There is some scouts of the Fuxa tribe and they saw Aeryon. One of them shouted

"This is the settlement of Fuxa tribe! Halt!" This young scout did not seem powerful but when he shouted, his voices echoes loudly and endlessly.

That it reach Aeryon position and Aeryon could hear him cellar, his voice echoes in his ears like a bluing sound.

But Aeryon only smiles and his horse keep kicking the ground, gathering momentum, becoming faster as the second passes.

It is clear now that he would not stop. And the guards that guards the entrance of the tribe also realizes this

Who ae you?" the guards begin preparing themselves. One of them is about to unsheathe his sword but before any of them could react Aeryon has already arrive in front of them

"Fast!" one of them thought in their heart

"Stop!" Aeryon pulls the reins and the horse like he understand what Aeryon wanted to do, the horse jumped over one of the guards.

THUD!

The horse landed, the hooves of the horse crack the ground, a neigh and a shaking of the head and the horse continues to race forward

Aeryon and his horse rides past the guards like they were nothing but wooden obstacle that needed to be passed

The guards was transfixed there. One of the guards still have their hands on the grip of his sword, ready to take it out

But his hand halted there.

It takes a moment for the defender to understand what had just happened

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