In fact, just as all the four boats reached the shores, all the guides, including Mijo, stepped onto the shore and bent their backs ninety degrees to the person standing with their back turned towards them.

Viktor, at first, wondered what all the fuss was about. But when he looked ahead, he saw the side profile of a woman in her twenties with entrancing beauty that was equally fatal yet elegant, standing with her back straight like a proud swan.

Her silky straight black hair was tied up into a neat ponytail that could draw one's attention to the face while giving her a certain ethereal look as well.

Her silver robe-like garment with long sleeves was something that surprised Viktor since they looked quite traditional and seemed out of style for modern times.

But on her, it looked so perfect and graceful, making her beauteous as the silver moon.

However, what made her beauty seem more deadly was the long spear with a sharp curved blade tucked in between a broad sash wound across her willowy waist.

The antique brass-like shaft of the spear had an olden look which seemed hand carved with an intricate design of a strange-looking bird's head at its end, giving off an intimidating look.

Overall, seeing her stand still while looking at the hills made her seem like a long warrior goddess who stepped foot on mortal land to get rid of the filth in this world.

The other tourists had their souls entranced by her beauty as they stared at her stunning back.

The woman slowly turned around upon noticing the people behind her, and as Viktor saw her face with a beautiful black veil covering the lower half of her face, he was surprised by her expression and her black eyes, which were enchanting, gleaming like the most precious of gemstones. From time to time, they seemed to ooze a devilish charm.

Despite how young she looked, her sharp shapely eyes gave off an air of a mature lady, and her expression seemed indifferent as if her understanding were beyond the mundane world.

Viktor was not only astonished by her errorless beauty, but he also felt intrigued by the elegant yet deadly air that surrounded her and began to observe her keenly.

"You...See something interesting?" The woman asked in a flat voice without a change in her expression or eyes. The reason she even took the effort to ask him was that this was the first time someone didn't avert their gaze and continued to stare at her, which she didn't like.

Usually, anyone, even if it was a degenerate man leering at her, would immediately look down with just a glance from her eyes that gave off an air of superiority that could make one feel inferior right down to their bones.

Even Brad averted his gaze when he looked at her out of pure curiosity since he felt some kind of impalpable pressure the moment her eyes landed on him.

He felt as if he stared any longer; his eyes might not be in the same place anymore, and also, the deep sense of inferiority he felt in his heart made him feel ashamed for even standing near her.

He, who was a multi-billionaire man with a powerful status, found the fact of him feeling intimidated by a young girl hard to swallow.

Mijo, who was bowing, heard the woman speaking, and immediately his expression became grave as he frantically whispered to Lucien, "Boy, please don't stare at her. Young Mistress will find it rude."

Viktor, however, acted like he didn't hear him and maintained his gaze with the woman as he answered, "Your spear...I just found it interesting. Rarely have I ever seen spears like these."

Viktor loved medieval weapons and felt nostalgic seeing a good one. He had seen such spears before and appreciated how thin, light, and fast they were. But throughout his life, just like he said, he knew these kinds of spears were relatively rare, and that was why he asked Eva to let him try them before.

However, inwardly, he wondered why she was speaking to him like a senior when based on looks, she should be around his age. But he could tell that she was not simply putting up a show or pretending but something natural to her.

Mijo and the other three guides had terrified looks, wondering whether this young man was so daring because of his ignorance.

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The woman squinted her eyes as she placed her hand on the handle of her spear and said, "This spear is forged by the blacksmiths of our clan. It is not something that is readily available across the world."

Viktor already knew that it was custom-made, but he thought that only certain people from another country made these kinds of spears and wondered whether this woman was a native of that land.

But then again, he felt that she could be from a place anywhere near that country since people from those areas had some similar characteristics just like Eva.

He already learned from Taya about which country Eva was from, and just as he expected, she was from the continent Ofea, which was the largest continent in the world.

Still, there were a number of countries in that continent, and the origins of the woman standing before him could be from any country in that continent since some of her physical characteristics weren't exactly of the typical people in those areas.

The features of the woman before were flawlessly graceful and refined, especially her oval face and crescent-shaped eyebrows.

Still, he was surprised that she even replied since she didn't seem the type that liked to talk unnecessarily.

However, she didn't say anything anymore and said in a dignified tone as she looked ahead, "You all may proceed."

"Of course, Young Mistress," Mijo and the other guides said in a vigorous tone as they bowed again and gestured to Viktor and the other four to follow him.

"Phew, I never expected to see such a beautiful woman who could also seem deadly at the same time. You didn't feel anything like it?" Brad curiously asked Viktor as they walked behind Mijo.

Viktor chuckled, "Don't tell me you got scared stiff by her gaze. I think she must have killed a lot before and is no ordinary young woman. Since this is the first time you were under the gaze of a true warrior, you can't blame yourself for getting intimidated. You should be fortunate that today's world is very peaceful compared to the old times...relatively, of course. Otherwise, you would be seeing people like her left and right."

Brad wryly chuckled, "Haa...I love the peace we have in our world now. I don't think I can survive in such troubled times, nor do I want my family to be exposed to the dangers of war and strife. Still, aren't you a true warrior too? I mean, you yourself said that you fought in many wars and battles."

"I was, but not anymore. True warriors always follow certain codes and traditions. That's why they seem a bit uptight and aloof. But today's warriors or soldiers, as we call them, do not really follow any such codes, and some are no better than brutes."

Brad nodded in agreement, "You are right. I have seen many soldiers and generals of today's world, but none of them gave me the feeling she did. Still, this only makes me very curious about the Fujo Clan and their lifestyle. Do they train in martial arts 24/7?"

Viktor chuckled, "Who knows...probably. I have known clans who rigorously train like that as if they live and breathe martial arts. Of course, most do that since they have a limited lifespan to become an expert, while I took my own sweet time learning skills over the years."

"Hoho, the only person in the world who is rich with time is you. Ha...sometimes I really envy you though at times I feel being normal is better, especially since I know what you had gone through over the years."

Viktor shrugged, "Everything comes with a price...no matter how tempting or beautiful they seem."

The other guides split up and took their own group with them towards the hills.

After the tourists and guides began to walk forward, the woman was still standing in the same position, but her eyes narrowed as she looked at Viktor's back for a single moment before glancing away.

The tourists couldn't help but be extremely curious about the identity of this riveting beauty and wonder why the guides were acting so subservient to her, especially when they were much older than her.

It kind of seemed weird and awkward for them since they were not used to such a sight where the seniors pay respects to their juniors.

Viktor also had the same question. But before he could ask anything, Rita asked Mijo in a curious yet cautious tone, "Who is that girl? Is she someone important?"