Level Up Family

Chapter 42: Grevlin's Might

As everyone saw the imposing manner coming from the ten-year-old child, everyone within the Fallen Star Inn was shocked. People's eyes and mouths opened wide as some trembled due to the unexpected scene as a large commotion ensued.

"How could this be possible? How can a child like this have such an imposing presence?"

"I've got to be dreaming, a random child that age with the strength of an F Class Combatant. Is he some monster like that royal family prodigy?"

"I can't say for sure, but he's still beyond the standards of a typically talented child in that age group. Look, he's holding his own even against someone as famous as Barkan's E Class mystic power. Truly a little monster indeed..."

As many of the tavern drinkers and late-night customers expressed their shock, some had to flash eyes when they stared at Grevlin; they thought it was an opportunity.

Though a bit surprised by Grevlin's release of power, the middle-aged man wasn't too alarmed as he had sensed his hidden power. He cast his sights onto his parents. His eyes narrowed as he saw Ria looking at Grevlin lovingly as Marius continuing to register with the even stranger receptionist, as if nothing else in the world mattered.

'So, I was indeed right, it's not only the child; this entire family is a strange one...'

The middle-aged man thought as he saw the scene before him, he no longer had the mood the drink but merely wanted to see how the entire act plays out.

Currently, the tension had already risen to the peak, even more so when both sides revealed their energies. Barkan's power condensed around his figure as his eyes showed a menacing look as he stared at Marius's family. He noticed that both parents weren't even paying him any mind, causing his mood to sink even further.

"Damn little brat, since you and your parents don't know what's good for you, allow me to teach you instead! Chop off his legs and ignore the woman and that small girl child!"

Barkan's eyes had a cruel glow when shouted those commands; the two lackeys around him charged towards Grevlin and Marius, completely ignoring Ria and Little Rose.

Grevlin swallowed as he saw the current change, watching as the men charged towards them. He recalled his previous clash against the bandits in the wilds and couldn't help but sweat as if he could still feel the bandit's blade that cut through his chest.

'I can't disappoint father and mother; I've fought much tougher foes; I didn't lose to that savage cat, nor the wild boar that spat flames, or even the ape that tried to rip me in two halves. I mustn't be afraid to fight humans; I must crush anyone that threatens the family!'

Grevlin thought with a determined set of eyes as he gritted his teeth, firming up his resolve as he clenched his fists tightly and stared at the incoming men.

Instantly, Grevlin's manner seemed to change as his eyes glowed coldly; he adopted a fighting posture akin to a hunter in the wilds as he took a step forward and struck his wrapped up palm towards the nearest lackey.

"Silly brat, let's see you try to mouth off without your lips!" The lackey yelled as he chopped his sword towards Grevlin's face, his eyes showing a dense amount of killing intent. He knew that the talent of the child before him was phenomenal. As such, he didn't show any mercy.

With a sharp cry, the sword cut down, leaving behind a white line as it sliced through the wind, its edge soon arriving directly before Grevlin's face. Still, right before it could chop into his skull, Grevlin's eyes suddenly shifted towards it, glaring at it indifferently as he raised one of his arms towards it in a flash.

The lackey had a mean and excited look on his face as he could already picture the scene of Grevlin in severe pain, but sadly, as the sword's edge hit Grevlin's arm, the expected picture of blood and pitiful scream didn't follow.

Sparks flew into the air with a loud metallic collision sound as Grevlin's arm quickly countered the lackey's sword swing. Looking closely, one wouldn't even see a wound underneath the bandages that wrapped around it, obscuring it from all sight.

"What in Alvaria?" The lackey exclaimed in surprise, even more so when he felt his arms shaking, carrying a trace of numbness due to the collision.

His face turned dark at this scene and wanted to do nothing more than escape in the nearest ditch, but sadly for him, Grevlin's other palm had already struck his chest.

With a terrible force, the lackey was thrown backward with a few bone-breaking sounds; even the leather strapped around his torso was ruined by the force of Grevlin's palms that crashed into his body.

The lackey's spat out a chunk of blood that followed his body as his eyes turned white, falling unconscious, he then tumbled into a nearby table, ruining all of its delicacies as mugs and jars fell to the ground in abundance.

Nevertheless, the persons seated around it didn't seem to mind it as they looked at Grevlin with looks of bewilderment.

"An F Class boy half the years of my grown son has easily bested an adult combatant of a similar rank? What kind of monster is this child?"

A few others discussed with surprise; they didn't know what to think anymore, for they hadn't seen a genius like this in a long time. Even some of those rumored Otherworlders summoned by the royal family hadn't shown unusual signs of this degree.

While all the onlookers expressed their shock, the battle between Grevlin and the lackeys had once more continued. Without even paying attention to his comrade, the second lackey that charged at Grevlin promptly lowered his posture and slashed his curved shaped blade towards his legs.

Grevlin sensed the danger by instinct, but rather than showing panic or fear; he merely showed a look of indifference as he recalled the myriad of battles he fought against the vicious beasts in the mountains.

Not wasting a moment, he jumped into the air and easily avoided the dangerous slash that swept across the ground, the lackey now showed eyes of alarm.

"What? Darn! You little runt, get down!"

The lackey yelled the instant his attack missed, he lifted his head and glared at the airborne Grevlin as he prepared to swing his blade upward to chop him into two halves. However, before he could do so, there was a sudden change.

'As you wish,' Grevlin thought as he felt different while fighting with his current mindset, his lips curved into a slight smile as he twirled his body, using the force to smash his leg into the lackey; this attack easily fractured a few of the lackey's bones as it pushed him into a nearby counter, forcing him to cough up a few mouthfuls of blood before passing out.

After performing such a feat, Grevlin soon after landed onto the ground; he didn't kill his opponents but knocked them unconscious. His arms trembled a bit, but he clenched his fist tightly and licked his lips recalling the strange feeling of satisfaction from shattering the man's bones.

At this time, Marius, who had finished his registration for housing in the tavern, finally shifted his eyes towards Grevlin's direction and sighed with a strange look in his eyes. Ria also had beaming eyes as if she was praising him in silence.

Liola, having put away a stack of papers and the payment of krills glanced towards Marius as she placed out four tokens and spoke, "All done! May your stay with us be a pleasant one, Sir Edgewick."

"Thank you, Liola. We'll definitely do. Please excuse me; I need to handle some family matters," Marius said as he took up the tokens and started to walk towards Grevlin, the crowd was now shocked by the sights before their eyes, but unlike everyone else, only two persons had noticed Marius's movements.

Liola and the strange middle-aged man smiled with a bright gleam in their eyes as they thought at the same time, "Looks like it's about to end."