Chapter 2: The Reasons

   “So an attack? I hope we can hold them off. Sylveron either come and help or go get to safety, either way no one will judge you.” Vanir said calmly

   “I-I I am going to help!” Sylveron said while scared

   “All right, then follow me!”

   As they were racing towards the front entrance hundreds of people were running and getting into buildings, as they arrived at the entrance there were about 40-80 other adventurers. Vanir looked around, and he found his father, so he run up to his father Zorn Deltaheim.

   “Father!” Vanir yelled as he was running up

   “Vanir? I’m taking it, you are going to help? Well, if so, get ready for a fight.” Zorn said as he sighed

   “Ah Vanir, it's been too long?” said a soft-spoken but clearly assertive voice

   “That voice… it sounds like mother!” Sylveron said aloud in a surprised voice

   “That… Voice… Oh god, may god Astray have mer-” Vanir said in surprise and anguish while being cut off

   “He-he, that's no way to talk to your teacher.” Said the voice

   “You're right, please forgive me Mrs. Vanderbilt, It is a pleasure to see you again.” Vanir said apologetically, while bowing

   “W-wait Vanir, you are one of my mother’s students?” asked Sylveron clearly surprised

   “Ah Sylvie, you're safe, I am so glad!” Sylveron’s mother said

   “Elizabeth, remember, the monsters, we need to form a plan. There is a Rank A+ monster, the Kai Beowulf, needs to be slain as soon as possible.” Zorn snapped

   “Right, I’m sorry.” Elizabeth said, and Zorn and Elizabeth started planning on what to do about the Beowulf.

   “There aren’t any A or S ran ventures besides him…” Zorn grumbled

   “I’d rather not rely on Godfrey, it would be a mistake to rely on that idiot.” Elizabeth scorned

   “Godfrey? Who's that?” asked Vanir

   “Godfrey… He is an A + rank adventurer but… he would get so many people killed, no matter what we say he will let his enemy live as he loves a good fight.”  explained Zorn

   “I see, so a Beowulf is in that horde of monsters… What are the chances that the Beowulf somehow made the monsters come this way?” suggested Vanir

   “T-that is a possibility, but how would the Beowulf get the monsters to do that? It is most likely just a coincidence that the Beowulf is in the horde.” Elizabeth replied

   After they got done discussing the plan to everyone, they all got in place, Sylveron being a priest she went to the other healers, Vanir was in the front lines, Elizabeth was with the other supporters, and Zorn was up on an archer tower. The front lines rushed forward once the horde got close.

   The crimson of the blood, the stench of iron was in the air, there were far, far more than a few hundred monsters. Vanir was nearly attacked by the Beowulf. “Thou art strong for a mere human. What art thou name strong one?” bellowed the Beowulf

   “A monster speaking? That's rare, but very well, my name is Vanir Zhou Deltaheim”

   “Vanir? Interesting name… well I shall’t be rude, my name is Shog-noth. Now let our fight commence!” bellowed the Beowulf, sounding almost happy

   “Shog-noth? I see, then I’ll fight you…” Vanir yelled.

   Shog-noth and Vanir clashed and traded blows. Shog-noth who stood on his hind legs  attacked Vanir with his claws that were as hard as adamantite. The sound of their weapons clashing rang out around the flatlands around Deltas.

   “Isn’t that Vanir and the Beowulf?” Zorn yelled out in a confused voice

   “My lord, I believe so, but it's unbelievable that someone his age could fight on par with a A+ monster” Thomas said

   After hours, all the monsters were dead or dying, but Shog-noth and Vanir were still fighting even after many hours of almost continuous fighting.`

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