Published at 19th of August 2026 6:37 am

Chapter 1940: Human Supremacist

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"You can go over them?"

Adam’s heart stirred.

If he could, he’d much rather prefer living out in the wilds. Strangely enough, he found it safer than living in the city.

"Well, technically, no." Luca thought carefully.

"Even the battlements are nests for monsters," he said. "But I do have a way out. You can trust me on that."

I see, Adam thought.

So he doesn’t trust me enough to reveal the way.

Well, fair enough. I’d do the same in his shoes.

"As I said, there are a lot more powerful monsters out there in the wild," Luca continued, smoothly changing the subject.

"Some of them are even more dangerous than the three we have out here. But thankfully, the ceiling of this secret plane seems to be Rank 2. So not all hope is lost."

Seeing how frank the Lone Wolf was with all the information he was handing out, Adam suddenly realized something.

"You..." his lips curled into a light smirk. "You’re looking for a way out of this secret plane, and you want my help, don’t you?"

Luca was silent for only a moment before he broke into a wide grin.

"How do you know I’ll be up for the task?" Adam asked, amused.

"I know a monster when I see one, Constantine."

"Heh." Adam scoffed.

He grabbed the ale flask and took a large mouthful. "So how long have you been here?" he asked.

"Over a year," Luca replied, digging into monster meat once again. "A year and a half, I think. I’ve lost count of the days."

"So what’s your story?" Adam asked. "How did you even get stuck here?"

"My... I’d heard so many great things about the Seven Wonders of this world," he replied. "So when I came to Myrrandor, I thought I’d start with the Great Wall. But on my way, I was swallowed by the blasted mist! Nine Hells, can you believe it?"

Although Adam did not show it on his face, he astutely noticed that Luca was hiding something. The Lone Wolf had intended to answer with something else before quickly switching. But Adam didn’t call him out on it.

Everyone had secrets.

"And you?" Luca asked in between bites, already on his tenth drumstick.

Adam sighed.

"I, well, we were sent here to rescue someone," he said with a bitter smile. "My team has already lost two people; one is missing, while the other two are safe at the City Hall."

"You willingly came here?" Luca roared in laughter.

"The rewards were rather attractive." Adam shrugged.

"Ah, yes." Luca nodded in understanding. "We humans will die for coin, just as birds will die for food."

What a strange way to put it, Adam mused.

"Now tell me," he said. "What’s your deal with the City Hall?"

Luca showed a look of disgust.

"Did you know that their council consists of an elf and a dwarf?" he spat. "And they expect me to take orders from those stunted vermin? Those long-eared parasites actually think they’re fit to give orders to humans!"

He let out a contemptuous snort.

"They can keep their tunnels, their council, and their rotten little kingdom. I’d sooner let the monsters tear me apart than bow my head to either of those filthy breeds!"

Adam was dumbfounded.

What kind of reason was this?

Didn’t this simply mean... that Luca was a racist?

"Aren’t there humans on the council?" Adam asked, feeling a little flabbergasted.

"There are!" Luca roared. "And that’s what makes them even worse! Imagine betraying your own kind to stand beside those filthy races!"

He slammed his fist on the ground.

"They’ve forgotten who they are. They bow, they bargain, they smile, and they call it cooperation. I call it disgrace! A human who kneels to an elf or a dwarf or any other filthy race is lower than either of them. At least the others were born that way. Those traitors chose it!"

"Bah!" Luca waved his hand dismissively. "Let us talk no more of those filthy creatures. It ruins my mood."

Adam’s mouth hung slightly open. Even Valerian looked stunned.

It seemed Luca wasn’t merely prejudiced; he was a staunch human supremacist!

Adam couldn’t help but wonder what kind of upbringing had produced such deep-seated hatred. Whatever Luca had experienced, it had left him convinced that humanity stood above every other race, and that any human who disagreed was a traitor to their own kind.

For the first time since meeting the man, Adam found himself genuinely at a loss for words.

"Surely that can’t be the reason to give up a safe life in the City Hall," Adam said.

"That is more than enough reason!" Luca declared, raising his chin arrogantly.

Then, almost as an afterthought, he added, "They also bar people from advancing to the second rank. So there’s that."

Adam was speechless.

To think being denied advancement to the second rank was only a secondary grievance. Luca seemed far more offended by humans living and working alongside other races.

Just who was this Lone Wolf? What was his background?

From everything Luca had said so far, Adam had concluded that he wasn’t from Myrrandor. His worldview was simply too alien.

Could he have come from a world inhabited solely by humans? He wondered.

It was the only explanation Adam could think of. He couldn’t imagine someone raised among elves, dwarves, and other races developing such fanatical beliefs without some extraordinary circumstance.

Yet Luca spoke with such absolute conviction that Adam suspected those ideas had been ingrained in him long before he had ever arrived in this cursed realm.

"They also confiscate artifacts," the Lone Wolf added in passing.

Adam’s eyes narrowed. "Is that true?"

Luca nodded.

"It is. That place is a prison, Constantine!" he said.

"You made the right choice staying away from them. Humans like us shouldn’t lower ourselves to live alongside those other humanoids. Let them keep their walls. We don’t need them! We’ll carve our own path, just like the Emperor and his First Sons did!"

Luca preached the glory of the Human Emperor, but Adam’s thoughts had already wandered elsewhere.

If the City Hall really confiscates the artifacts of every newcomer, he thought.

Then what about Genevieve?

I hope she’s all right...

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