A calendar is a method of calculating time based on celestial phenomena, designed to meet the needs of people's daily lives.
The name of the calendar, "Elemental Calendar," is clearly closely related to 'elements.'
For example, this country's calendar is called the Hartwin Calendar, and it has been 481 years since the Hartwin Kingdom was founded.
So, would the year on the Elemental Calendar refer to the time when humans, or rather, intelligent Life, in this world discovered 'elements'?
"Are elements what I imagine them to be? Some kind of special energy?"
"Like the elemental energy in elemental magic from novels in my previous Life."
"Earth, Wind, Water, Fire, Light, Darkness, Thunder, and so on."
Liens searched through his past Life's imaginings, beginning to brainstorm.
However, he soon felt that his behavior was a bit foolish.
There was clearly someone nearby he could ask, so why not find out his answer first?
Liens pressed Jonathan, "What are elements, Jonathan?"
"I don't know about that… After all, I'm just an ordinary person, not one of those Extraordinary Ones."
"Besides the Glenbagen Family, I don't have any background to understand things that only nobles and Extraordinary Ones can know."
"So… if you don't have any more questions."
"Could you please consider my earlier suggestion?"
"I can't hold on much longer…"
Jonathan shook his head, indicating he didn't know, and then asked Liens about his previous suggestion again.
With blood continuously flowing from his chest and having to gather his energy to answer Liens' questions, his condition began to rapidly deteriorate, and his face gradually turned pale.
"Sigh, you don't know either."
"One last question, I don't expect you to necessarily answer it, but if you can give me some information, I'll let you go."
"Besides the Glenbagen Family, how can we undo the 'contract' on us?"
Liens sighed with regret, then began to ask Jonathan the most crucial question.
The "contract," something Liens could never avoid as long as he desired freedom.
"You finally asked that question. When you attacked me, I wondered what you needed to get or know from me."
"And the 'contract' is an existence that people like you, who want to leave the family, cannot avoid."
"You must really want to know… Unfortunately, I don't know about this either. The family is very strict about keeping it a secret."
"My status isn't high enough. Besides the method I told you about from the beginning, I… have no other way."
Jonathan sighed, seemingly believing he was doomed.
"Is that so? What a pity."
"Although you don't know much, I'm a kind-hearted person, so I'll let you go this time."
"We… will meet again next time."
Liens chuckled, waving his hand to bid Jonathan farewell.
Then, as Jonathan felt confused, he left this instance and continued on to the next instance.
Scene transformation.
The same scene, the same two people.
Liens spoke to Jonathan again, "Draw your sword."
As I said before, if we don't die a few more times, how can we become "acquaintances"?
In the subsequent instances, Liens comprehensively tested Jonathan's various abilities, killing him repeatedly.
Until his data was recorded by Liens, until he had been reduced to a minor monster that Liens could instantly kill.
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After spending some time unilaterally becoming "acquaintances" with Jonathan, Liens prepared to find other activities to pass the long night.
Standing beside Jonathan's corpse, Liens gazed at the massive Military Fortress, a crazy idea forming in his mind.
What if I just stormed it?
"That would be incredibly exciting… What kind of attack would I die from? How many people could I kill?"
As the thought arose, his mind raced, and Liens unconsciously recalled his various past deaths.
There were decapitations and brain piercings, disembowelments, shattered hearts, and bleeding to death…
He felt that if he were to write all his death experiences as a novel, the word count would definitely not be short.
However, recently, due to his increase in strength, he hadn't really died much, except for the losses he suffered against the instructor.
Whether it was the Wind Wolf or the current Jonathan, they were both a bit weak; he didn't feel any threat of death from them at all.
This made him even a little nostalgic for the feeling of death.
In the instance, he had no inhibitions.
Liens did not start a new instance but directly rushed from his spot towards the nearby Military Fortress.
Anyway, in this instance, killing Jonathan only took one sword strike and was resolved without much effort, so there was no need to specifically switch instances.
After dying, he could just start a new instance.
Soon, Liens arrived at the fortress gate.
The two guards at the gate shouted loudly.
Due to the darkness and the surrounding vegetation, they only saw a dark figure rapidly approaching when Liens got close.
While shouting loudly, they also instantly drew their longswords, adopting defensive stances to deal with the sudden unexpected event.
As for why they didn't just charge forward and teach the newcomer a lesson?
Mainly, Liens was rushing over quite fast and didn't seem like an ordinary person, so they didn't dare to act rashly.
In short, they were scared.
As Liens approached, they immediately saw his attire clearly.
Black clothes, a longsword in his hand, and his face completely uncovered.
Seeing this appearance, one of the guards instantly remembered the Glenbagen Family's dark guards.
Mainly, someone in the fortress had recently offended a young master of the Glenbagen Family, so he subconsciously assumed the black-clad person in front of him was here to eliminate the target.
Therefore, his heart relaxed a little, and his originally serious expression turned into one of fawning.
He pulled his colleague beside him, signaling him to relax, then stepped forward and shouted to Liens, who was not far away, "Is that Lord Dark Guard of the Glenbagen Family?"
He re-sheathed his longsword, signaling his friendliness to Liens, while silently waiting for Liens' reply.
Unfortunately, although his guess was correct.
Liens was indeed a dark guard of the Glenbagen Family, but his purpose here was not to kill one person.
It was to kill many people and to experience death.
A flash of silver light.
Liens did not respond, directly drawing his sword and severing the neck of the person in front of him, who had no defensive measures.
Watching his colleague's head roll off his body, the other guard's face changed dramatically, and he let out a shout with the greatest strength he had ever used.