Aston Nietzsche crossed the channel, making his way toward Axenburg.
Wearing a heavy mantle that masked his figure, he moved quietly through the hidden routes such as narrow back alleys, secret passageways, and discreet canoe routes that only those familiar with the underworld would dare to use.
Around his neck hung a necklace specifically designed to suppress the immense aura that naturally leaked from his body.
Unlike most experienced knights or mages who had developed the internal discipline to restrain their energy, Aston couldn't fully control because his power was simply too overwhelming to contain entirely.
That being said, Aston avoided main roads and open ports, using his trusted contacts to secure a smooth trip.
To those in the know, his face was unforgettable.
After all, he was the man hailed as the strongest.
And to those unaware, he simply looked like someone one wouldn't dare cross, even without knowing why.
