I Am The Only Witch Hunter-Chapter 371: The Grey Ward

[S.Y.S.T.E.M.]

[USER]: Siderius 'Snow' Satterblade

[ ATTRIBUTES ]

|Agility|: 26

|Endurance|: 63 (+50)

|Perception|: 22

|Stamina|: 20

|Strength|: 53 (+30)

|Willpower|: 279

[BODY RANK: TENGURUS EXTIMA I (COMPLETED)]

[SPIRIT RANK: FORGE OF FLAME (COMPLETED)]

[SOUL RANK: GOLD I]

[SIGILS SLOT:6/6]

<ESTURO>

<PARARE>

<DISPELLERA>

<PIRYO>

<DESINO>

<AMENO>

[PRIMES EXTRACT: 500/500]

[PSYCHOSIS LEVEL: 0/300]

[TOXICITY LEVEL: 0/350] (MAXIMUM +50)

[ARTIFICIAL MUTATIONS]: Enhanced Vision; Night Vision; Mana Detection; Adjustable Pupils; Hunter Focus; Dynamic Eyes; Blood Vision; Memory Extract; Enhanced Hearing; Echolocation; Sonic Localization; Death Whispers; Enhanced Smelling; Flesh Sense; Hostility Sense; Enhanced Durability (News); Dragon Fire (New); Dragon Skin (New).

[NATURAL MUTATIONS]: Explosive Speed; Minor Regeneration; Spirit Eyes; Reserve Energy; Explosive Impact; Limbs Regeneration (New); Blood Force (New).

With the addition of the Dragon Mutation, Siderius' Endurance and Strength had seen major increases, with 50 points added in Endurance and 30 points added in Strength.

This made both of his attributes exceed 50 points, allowing for two additional Natural Mutations to form.

Siderius opened his eyes. He breathed out a cloud of fire. His Psychosis had been vanquished. He had mastered the power of the dragon.

Siderius stood up and approached a wooden dummy in the room. He punched straight through the wooden dummy. His skin was unscathed.

The white-haired witch hunter slowly retreated his fist. Now he used his newest Strength Mutation, Blood Force.

Blood flowed into his right fist as he struck the wooden dummy again. The dummy exploded into a million pieces.

"Huh. Blood Force can increase the blood flow toward one of my specific limbs and grant it a destructive capability that normal strength couldn't have. A neat mutation."

Siderius summoned the Silver Hawk. He grazed it on his forearm. Silver Hawk was still able to cut out his Dragon Skin but there was a lot of resistance. Siderius flexed his arm, white scales appeared on his skin. Siderius grazed his forearm again, this time only the sharp screeching noise of metal collision was heard. There was no cut.

"How durable. If it wasn't for Acetum Fino. It would be extremely difficult to deal with that dragon." Siderius mumbled.

There was also another mutation called Limbs Regeneration that he acquired. It's similar to Minor Regeneration but focused on recovering his limbs instead. That would be a difficult mutation to test since it wasn't easy to cut himself at the moment. Additionally, Siderius didn't want to cut his own limb. The limitation of this mutation was unknown, he'd rather not test.

Siderius put on his clothes again and left the chamber. Outside, Ashe and Rea were meditating on either side of the door.

"What are you doing here?" Siderius said.

"Master?! Are you alright?" Ashe stood up and quickly said.

"He's fine, Ashe. Look at the tattoos on his body. The Tengurus is probably a success." Rea said.

"Rea's right. It is a success. There is nothing to worry about."

"I'm so glad." Ashe tapped her chest lightly.

Siderius' legion prepared for their second attack. The other Noble Houses established control over the Hallow Land, trying their best to not leak the status of the territory to other locations of the kingdom. However, as much as they wanted to keep the others in the dark, words still found a way to spread.

In Southpara County, Count Rufus stepped away from his table and threw the message inside the fire. His spies in the North had just informed him that there was an uprising in the North, led by the newest Baron Siderius Satterblade.

"That stupid Garland. What is he even doing now?" Count Rufus scoffed.

Southpara was the closest region to the North, bridging by the coastal city Blacklungs. If anyone was going to attack the North, they must go through Southpara.

"I just have to teach that arrogant little shit the true power of a Lesser Witch." Count Rufus said. He also prepared to strike the North.

He didn't notice the Royal Court about the situation nor any other territories. In his eyes, it wasn't a total uprising against Eldoria. Count Rufus only thought that Siderius wanted more territories. With the disappearance of Fisher and Hallolass, it would be only reasonable for greedy politicians to snatch more power.

These territory wars weren't that rare either. Wars between Barons, Counts, and Dukes happened all the time. The Royal Court knew it and they let it happen.

"That little witch picked the wrong time to have a territory war." Count Rufus scoffed.

Eldoria was attacking Everia. In Rufus' mind, Siderius was simply short-sighted because of the greed of power. He would be trialed after the war and definitely be punished. But Count Rufus couldn't wait that long. He wanted to take matters into his own hands.

His own arrogance had drawn him to his own demise.

The following week. The Noble Houses moved their armies to surround the Grey Plain. Siderius' legion with a few other elite armies from other houses struck into the Grey Plain.

This attack was different from the previous one in the Hallow Land. Simply because they couldn't sneakily attack the territory anymore. Siderius knew that Arlow would catch a glimpse of what had happened one way or another. He had cut the communication between the two territories after all, only a fool wouldn't expect it.

Arlow retreated all of his legions and men from all the other towns and kept them in the capital town of the Grey Plain, the Grey Ward.

Grey Ward was a fortress built within an enclosed space with surrounded mountains. It would be extremely easy to defend for Arlow but very hard to attack for Siderius.

Both of these men knew this. Arlow played his card straight and increased the defense of his castle to the maximum.

A few weeks later, Siderius' legions, 500 men, and the other Noble Houses' armies, which had a total of 3,000 men, had come to the Grey Ward.

Arlow stood on top of the gate of his fortress, shouting down. "You? You're the new Baron of the North. Siderius Satterblade. The White Witch?'

"I am no witch!" Siderius shouted back.

"Okay… Just go back, Lord Satterblade. You won't break through my line of defense."

"I don't need to. Retreat!" Siderius shouted.

"Huh? What is this guy scheming?" Arlow frowned.