Chapter 1473: His Own Party

'We have one Calamity with us, and he is piss-weak! This calamity hunting should not be that hard, no? '

Afi the Primordial Urosa replied. He was talking about Doombringer, The Calamity Behemoth.

'What's your rank, piss-weak? Rank 3 or rank 4?'

The bear warrior was teasing Doombringer, but the latter took it seriously. The Bear Vs Dog was a new thing after Zowen and Karan. Ever since Zowen was resurrected, no more noisy spirit always argued in his head. Now a new pair appeared, it was the bear warrior and the ferocious dog.

'Say it one more time, and I will obliterate you!'

'Cut it, you two! This is not the time to play around!' Avyn interrupted the two.

Doombringer and Afi stopped arguing. Avyn was like a figure leader among the Archaic Spirit aside from Baccara as the new addition.

'What's your rank, Doombringer?'

'I am not sure myself. But I would say that I am at least rank 6 or maybe rank 7 when I am alive. Remember, we are weaker in our spirit form!'

The rebel Behemoth answered Avyn honestly. Even though no one admitted it openly, the Archaic Spirits were aware that Avyn was the strongest among all of them.

'We are worried for nothing then. By ourselves, maybe we can hunt rank 4 or maybe rank 5 Calamity. I don't think you need to form a party with the others, Your Majesty. Your bloodline is quite problematic, and they might turn against you if they found out about your bloodline.'

Vandir gave his objective view as well as his genuine concern. If Tang Shaoyang formed a party with the people who viewed his bloodline as evil. They might have tried to kill him indeed.

'Agreed. And you will share the point and loot with your party members. More reasons not to form a party.'

The five Archaic Spirits had their discussion while Baccara maintained her silence. Tang Shaoyang listened to his spirits' discussion. That made him forget about Agnes and Clement Salle.

"Hey! Are you ignoring me!?" Agnes raised her voice when she noticed Tang Shaoyang was in a daze, giving her no answer.

"Ah, yes..." Tang Shaoyang turned toward the elf, "I am sorry. I don't think I will form a party with anyone."

Agnes' eyes widened in surprise. She expected the rejection, but she was surprised by what she heard next. It was common knowledge to form a party in the God of Trial. Not only was it more efficient, but also safer. By forming a party, they could hunt a higher-rank Calamity instead. While the point was shared equally, it was faster and more efficient than just hunting the lower-ranked Calamity.

Even Clement was surprised to hear that Tang Shaoyang did not want to form a party. But then he thought that might be the way Tang Shaoyang declined Agnes' invitation. The elf reached the same conclusion as the magus.

"You can just decline my invitation instead of saying that nonsense!" Agnes stood up from the seat and left with no more words.

Tang Shaoyang furrowed his brow, but then he shrugged. He was telling the truth, but it seemed like he offended her. Not like he cared about that.

"Thank you, Tang."

That confused Tang Shaoyang even more. He turned toward Clement Salle, trying to understand why this man thanked him, "What?"

"Didn't you do that for me? You give her that stupid excuse because she ignored me, no?" Clement Salle smiled, "Unfortunately, I have formed a party and my party is full."

"What are you talking about? I will hunt by myself. I don't need a party."

Only then Clement Salle's expression froze. He looked into Tang Shaoyang's dark crimson eyes and realized it was a genuine remark. The man was being honest when he said that he would hunt by himself.

"Are you planning to hunt just the lower-rank calamity?"

"Maybe," Tang Shaoyang stood up, "I will return to my lodging for now. Thank you for the information." He waved his hand, leaving the dazed magus. There was no reason for him to share his plan in the Calamity Hunting. They were competitors, after all.

He explored the remaining area, the entertainment district. That was the area with the red light district. He stood at the entrance of the red light district which was quite desolated compared to the other areas. As he looked at this empty district, he felt the chill on his back. His instinct told him not to enter, and he always followed his instinct.

'You made a great decision.' Avyn's voice rang in his head. That explained the chill when he looked at the red light district, and he indeed made a great decision.

Since he was here, he decided to check on one of the taverns. Not the most crowded tavern, but a half-full tavern.

Tang Shaoyang walked to the bar, looking around until a masculine voice interrupted him, "What do you want to drink, Sir?" The barkeeper smiled at him. He was a human in his mid-forties with a light beard.

"I don't know, I am new here. What's your recommendation?"

"Maybe you should try our Scorching Beer. That's our specialty."

"Give me that. Maybe with a snack as well." Tang Shaoyang thought about Orien. That made him curious about the snacks from the other worlds.

"Right away, Sir." The barkeeper called someone to prepare the snack before preparing the thing called Scorching Beer.

When the barkeeper said Scorching Beer. He thought that was just a name, not actually scorching. The big mug was placed in front of him and steam came out from it. The beer was dark red, and he saw the ice. That confused him even more. Where did this hot steam come from?

When he grabbed the mug, he was surprised to find that the mug was cold despite the hot steam. This was quite suspicious, but he took a gulp. He understood why it was named Scorched Beer. It scorched his mouth, the pleasant scorch. It was similar to when he ate spicy food. The spicy burned his tongue, and yet he kept wanting to eat the food. It was the same with this Scorched Beer. It scorched his mouth and throat, but he wanted to keep drinking this beer.