The only important information I got from the guards was the city name, an inn where I could rent a room for my stay, and the guild where I could find merchants and jobs. I strolled down the sunlit streets of Ares City, adhering to the directions provided by the guards to reach the guild. Life pulsated through the bustling streets, with merchants peddling everyday items and children merrily racing, their laughter echoing through the vibrant air.

Kobold's bones held good value due to their versatility. Awakened individuals with the [Farmer] class often used them as fertilizers, while some [Artisans] utilized them for decorations. However, the primary demand for kobold bones came from [Alchemists], who considered them essential ingredients for certain potions and elixirs.

Carrying three kobold bones from my domain, I arrived at the guild's tavern. Upon entering, the heavy wooden doors creaked, drawing attention to my presence. The interior hummed with activity—some patrons savored breakfast at tables, while others occupied the right-side bar, and engaged in drinks and conversations with the bartender. A few individuals stood by a board on the left, covered in papers.

The management desk stood behind the tables, directly facing the tavern door, adorned with a banner hanging down from the ceiling. Stairs positioned behind the desk hinted at access to a second floor. To the left of the bar, an area was designated for patrons to use for relieving themselves.

I assumed the papers carried requests from customers or quests that guild members or mercenaries could claim and fulfill in return for a reward given by the guild or the requester. I didn't know any of the people around me, nor did I want to, as my business would be done with the attendant directly. I continued marching forward until I reached the desk, and then I smacked it with kobold bones, attracting the attention of the female attendant present in front of me.

"Hey, do you have any need for these bones or any idea where I could sell them?" I asked the young girl, who responded as if she was used to this happening frequently. She started staring at me, "Hello, sir, sorry, but the minimum we buy is five kilos, and these bones would weigh a kilo at most." The moment our eyes made contact, I saw her body shivering for a little time before it returned to normal quickly. I could smell the fear emanating from her, and it was pleasant.

I responded with a grin by asking if there was something I could use to carry the bones, and she gave me a bag that could fit at least 10 to 15 kilos. I went to the dung-relieving area and entered through the main door, made my way to an available door unoccupied by anyone, then went inside and closed it behind me, ensuring my privacy.

The moment I locked the door, I called my domain and headed toward the pile of bones, stuffing the bag. It didn't take long, and a large amount of the bones I had were packed inside. I left my domain with a large bag behind my back, holding it with one arm. I unlocked the door and went on my way outside to the attendant.

I caught more attention as I landed the stuffed bag on the desk; it became the center of attention. The girl lifted the bag quite easily, took it, and went inside a door on the right side of the wall. About two minutes passed waiting and minding my own business until she came out with a response.

"These bones are about 7 kilos. We offer you 32 gold or 3200 silver coins in return if you sell them. But first, please sign this, as the guild staff would like to know how you managed to get such an amount of bones," she said, placing a form on the table with a small pen next to it. I made an offer on my own, asking for some basic information in return for lowering the amount of gold I receive out of this trade to twenty-five. The offer was accepted right away, as it was advantageous to the guild.

"Sure, I was stuck in a forest which forced me to hunt for food, and kobolds were on the menu. This is what remained of what I ate," I answered casually as I leaned, resting my frame on the desk, and she looked at me with a frown that faded quickly. After all, humans never ate kobolds. I held the pen ready to sign the paper, which was a trade agreement containing information about our deal. It consisted of a couple of fields which I started filling.

The first field I filled was the signature of party A agreeing to the trade, at the bottom of the paper. I signed my name 'Atreus Eastel' as instructed. Then she told me to fill in the next field, which was the address. Before I could fill it, a moron interrupted me, placing his hand on my shoulder and making his voice clear in an attempt to talk to the attendant, "Hey brat, move out of the way, I'm in a hurry.".

I turned my head around, locking eyes with him, and delivered a forceful elbow to his stomach, "This is as far as my mercy goes, so don't push your luck around. Consider it your first and last warning," I responded, giving him a fair warning. I returned my attention to the form I was filling after witnessing him fall on his knees, holding his stomach in pain, having sent him flying a couple of meters back, crushing the table he came into contact with.

(You've dealt 45 damage to a level 14 adult human [Warrior])

I continued filling out the form as I wrote 'Eastel House, Arcadia City, Avalon Continent.' I was interrupted again by the same guy shouting at me, making a scene and attracting more attention than before. "I WILL KILL YOU!" I placed the feather pen down on the table, asking the attendant to give me a little time to deal with this situation. One warning was enough; a second time meant outright death. I didn't have the habit of dealing with clowns, and the more chances you gave a clown, the more clowns would come out of nowhere.

I walked deliberately, closing in on his position as he drew his sword from his back. Initiating a charge, he swung the sword with force, aiming for my right shoulder. Unfazed, I disregarded the impending strike, permitting the blade to make contact and inflict a minor injury. Thanks to my regeneration ability, the wound healed instantly.

(You've received 11 damage from a level 14 adult human [Warrior])

I caught the sword quickly, holding it with my hand as I spoke, my voice loud enough for everyone inside to hear, "I wish nobody gets involved in this, and let this be a lesson for everyone else to know what I truly am and not to mess with me." Then I applied high pressure with my fingers, causing cracks to spread through the sword, which made it crumble and fall to the floor as I continued, "If anyone wants to interfere, feel free to do so, but remember it comes at the cost of your life. The farther away, the safer you are." I said, letting my killing intent envelope the entire tavern.

I placed my other hand on one of the guy's shoulders, preventing him from making moves, then placed my other hand on his second shoulder as I pressed him back on his knees. "I do not like clowns. You knew what I was the moment I kicked you, sending you flying," I resumed as my body started expanding, tapping into my [Tyrannical Armor] form, "Yet you continued to piss me off, so get ready to taste the result of your actions." I finally let out my final words as my transformation came to an end

I plunged my claw into his chest, tearing it apart and extracting a sizable chunk of meat the instant my transformation finalized. Commencing to chew, I left him to crumple to the floor, his agonized screams resonating through the tavern. Crawling on the ground, he left a gruesome trail of blood while desperately pleading for help. However, the people at a nearby table, overcome with terror, collectively averted their gazes, completely ignoring his pleas.

I savored the final bite of my snack, relishing the taste as an illusionary figure came into existence beside me.

'Oh, not again...' I sighed, bracing for the inevitable.

'Please, no. We might be monsters, but let's not resort to cannibalism.'

I sank my teeth into his meaty leg, relishing the taste as I crunched down slowly. The delicious flavors danced on my palate. When I had thoroughly enjoyed every morsel, I transformed back to my base form, the message unmistakably delivered. Shifting into my cobra form, I continued my meal. Gripping his body with my fangs, I tossed it into the air, opening my mouth wide to let it fall directly into my stomach.