Joan looked up at the ceiling of the carriage which has many undressed hares. Salt rubbed on its surface to preserve it.

On his side were the corn and chickens. Chickens were fed as he grabbed a handful of corn grits. Their feathers were mixed with varying colours ranging from brown, ashen grey, some were white. All were chuckling in their language while eating their food.

Joan then went to see the sun has risen from the east. The dark clouds were seen covering the direction of the village. Making Joan gulped his saliva as he wondered how long will he lift the sewn seed of evil in that far direction.

He needs to become strong as fast as he could so that he will be unstoppable and take his revenge. Making him bit his lips as in the meantime as he was still growing. Lucky enough that he survived..

Staring at his surroundings, the bonfire was still burning its remaining embers on the ground. Beside it was Isaias, snoring loudly as he speaks while in his sleep. Snoring again after uttering random words.

In Joan's thought, he was dreaming soundly and was enjoying its entertainment. Being entertained by his dream inside his mind. Joan even wondered how the mind can generate different episodes of dreams for many years without getting the same and was random.

One example of his dream was the same face that choked him to death. He even thought if there was a possibility that if he died in that dream, will it make him dead too in reality?

Joan then grabbed dried sticks beside the bonfire for another round of cooking.

Putting pepper to the remaining hares and cooked two for each one of them. Skewered in the stick for them to be rotated in the fire.

Isaias noticed that he was already up so he wiped his drool on his mouth and blinked twice. Stretching his back and hands.

"So you are awake! We should prepare for a long journey. But let's eat first, of course," Joan said to him. Rotating the skewered rabbit.

Isaias then substituted him with what he was doing. Making Joan sat beside him. Thinking about some work to do in the meantime, he went to grab carrots on the back of the carriage and approached Priscilla. Grazing on the waving grass as the wind passed by.

She noticed him and went to approach him with galloping. She was handed a carrot in her mouth and gladly ate it. Something that Joan anticipated.

Joan then went to Isaias and saw that he was cooking another rabbit meat. Finished with the first batch, he went on with the last one.

Joan then sat facing the bonfire and cultivated. Not wasting time as it was his main problem, the mana. Being multi-class has its strong points but many skills will be used for more power. Using more mana on the process.

Inhaling and exhaling, he was cultivating in great speed. The sound of fire crackling and the rubbing stick being rotated was heard by him.

He was now Sixth stage Mana-well Earth-Realm. Arriving at the bottleneck was just a whim. After arriving there, he struggled a bit. He was so fast to cultivate but on how fast he arrived, it was as hard to breakthrough. Making him struggle a bit. Focusing himself, he steeled himself to break the boundaries of the bottleneck. Making him sweat profusely.

But fate wills it that he can do it. Breaking through in moments notice. Making him smile at the outcome of his hard work. historical

Just after that, Isaias gladly offered him water from their pot and gave him his share of two. Joan then silently ate it without speaking any words. It was due to the fatigue of yesterday that has struck him. His mind's willpower was also used when he cultivated.

Making him weary of the process. With enough rest and food to replenish his energy, he will recover.

Isaias was eating too with focus, but he stopped eating after he scanned his memories of his past. He went blank as he stared at him.

"In my thousand years of age, many children of prophecy are slain without being able to grow into a hero. The child of prophecy has the role of restoring the darkened lands and restore our world into its past glory. No monsters, no evil, and it is all stopped by the Demon God. And that is the time where the six Demon lords are sealed. How much more that one has awoken. The freed Demon lord plans to awaken his other five brothers. As we speak of him, I am sure he is on his way. We must hurry, with your she horse, we will be arriving sooner than later. We will head south, to where the tomb of Lord of Corruption is located. I have a bad premonition but we should take a step forward to stop them. I wondered too about the heroes who sealed the Lord of Affliction. They must awaken by now but there is no news about them. I will visit my heroes to awaken them. But of course, after we stop the awakening of the Lord of Corruption, we will head there. The heroes can help greatly in this fight. By the seal of All Job Classes, the Demon lords will be sealed into eternity. And that is if it was not unsealed by the blood of innocents," Isaias said to him.

"Quite dreadful, I am impressed with their powers. How did they possess you when they are killed?" Joan asked being baffled.

"That is the power of the Demon God. The power of Sin. Making you corrupted by it and possess you," Isaias said briefly.

Joan was struck with awe. The Almarian Demon lords didn't have such powers and it tested Joan's confidence. Making him doubt if he will be able to fulfil the mission.

Joan smiled bitterly. He caressed his chin from the top towards its bottom. Repeating it as he racked his mind.

"So this is what the God of Angels mean when he said more difficult! Hahaha!" Joan said to him laughing hysterically.

"That's good! I like challenges!" Joan said then bites again his meat. Thinking that he needs to be Grandmaster again. Or even more, if needed. Making him be excited to regain his former glory.