Where the heart leads, there the actions follow.

To strive forward for the goal in his heart—this was Liens's consistent pursuit.

When he was a Slave, his goal was freedom; after gaining freedom, his goal became to grow stronger, to pursue a higher realm.

The reason he believed the world had a severe impact on him was precisely because the world was blurring his goals, with endless information affecting his heart.

To some extent, his situation was somewhat similar to Elsa's: both knew their goals and were striving towards them, yet they lost themselves along the way.

Before realizing his problem, he thought his will was firm enough, that growing stronger and pursuing a higher realm were his life's desires.

But the current changes told him that he had not yet found the beacon that would allow him to remain steadfast amidst the world's continuous influence.

He had not yet found his heart's direction.

Afterall, one must always remember that the Heavens move vigorously, and the superior man strives unceasingly.

...

The hour hand moved slightly clockwise, and the bell chimed in response.

Liens emerged from meditation, opened his eyes, looked at Elsa, and asked her, "Have you understood?"

"I've disappointed Mr. Heier... I understood what you wanted to tell me, but I still haven't found the connection between heart and Sword Style, haven't found my instinct."

A hint of dejection appeared on Elsa's face.

"You're thinking too far ahead. I'm not asking you to immediately break through to the Sword Style realm; I'm just asking you to think more about the purpose of your sword swings when you practice in the future."

"Some people swing their swords only to kill, so their Sword Style is about how to quickly and simply kill enemies."

"Some people swing their swords to protect, but they believe eliminating threats is protection, so they put everything they have into their sword, just to clear all threats."

"Think about the reason that compels you to swing your sword, no matter how insignificant the reason, it can become the support for your Sword Style's instinct."

Elsa showed a thoughtful expression.

"Alright, that's all for now... The bell has chimed, it must be time."

Liens stood up, took his longsword, picked up his package, and walked towards the door.

"Yes, I came to inform you. Do you need me to carry your package for you?"

Elsa immediately snapped back to attention and nodded seriously. Although improving her Sword Style was important, the operation concerning the life and death of nearly ten thousand people was even more crucial.

"No need. It's just some clothes and a little money, it won't have much impact on combat. I probably won't need to engage in too intense combat during the upcoming evacuation."

Liens replied.

Elsa didn't understand but didn't ask further, simply following Liens's footsteps in silence.

Upon reaching the hall, Benjamin was already waiting there. Seeing Liens, he quickly walked towards him, saying with a serious expression:

"Mr. Heier, the noble faction has already arranged an elite regiment outside the restricted area, similar to when they intercepted us last time."

"They are clearly determined to stop our evacuation from Kara City."

"As for the resistance forces, we haven't seen any movement from them yet. We don't know if they intend to ambush us or if they don't want to get involved."

"Hmm, I understand."

Liens's expression remained unchanged. He had long anticipated this situation and even knew roughly what kind of forces the noble faction would dispatch.

Although he had been searching for a solution to his own problems yesterday, he also took the time to conduct two tests of the evacuation operation.

The results of the two tests were no different... He simply showed off, and the Adventurers' Association safely passed through the blockade and left Kara City.

As for after leaving Kara City, he didn't have as much time to test.

Seeing Liens's calm expression, Benjamin's heart also settled considerably. As long as Liens had confidence, they would be much more at ease.

After all, at yesterday's meeting, they had personally experienced some of Liens's power. That mighty aura, like facing the world itself, was definitely not something a First-Tier Extraordinary One could possess.

"The future of tens of thousands of people rests on your shoulders."

Benjamin said solemnly.

"Rest assured."

These simple two words brought a sigh of relief to Benjamin, who smiled. He said no more, turned, and shouted loudly to the long line that had already formed outside the association's door:

"Depart!"

The resounding voice set in motion steady and orderly footsteps. Nearly ten thousand civilians, carrying large and small bags, moved orderly along the streets, heading towards the Outer City gate.

At this moment, with their bodies sufficiently energized and fully rested, their complexions were much better than before, coupled with their beautiful expectations for the future.

It could be said that in terms of spirit, they were completely different from the "corpses" Liens had seen yesterday.

Benjamin walked at the front of the procession, holding a flag and leading the crowd, with Liens by his side.

As for the other Extraordinary Ones and those with combat power, they were evenly distributed at various points in the procession, to prevent the team from sudden attacks.

Not long after the procession began, Benjamin raised the long flag in his hand, signaling everyone to stop.

To effectively organize nearly ten thousand people and ensure a safe and orderly evacuation, the Adventurers' Association had conducted corresponding drills with the civilians multiple times before Liens arrived.

Benjamin was about to step forward and exchange a few words with the general blocking their path, to see if language could avert this conflict.

But Liens extended a hand to stop Benjamin, then stepped forward himself, walking towards the elite regiment clad in heavy armor.

He had already heard those useless words in the instance, and did not want to repeat meaningless actions.

Watching Liens slowly approach them, Leinajin's expression was unusually serious.

Although he couldn't detect any elemental reaction from the man, he knew that this person was the reason the Adventurers' Association dared to evacuate.

Therefore, he immediately waved his hand, giving a gesture command for his subordinate generals and soldiers to become alert, then placed his hand on his sword hilt, ready to draw his sword at any moment.

While standing ready, a slight doubt arose in his mind: he felt that the person walking towards them looked somewhat familiar.

It wasn't just him; many people within the regiment also felt this sense of déjà vu, especially two soldiers among them who were inwardly shaken.

Halfway there, Liens stopped, his expression calm as he gazed at the several hundred-strong elite regiment in front of him.

"Clang~"

Liens unhurriedly drew his longsword, then lightly raised it and swung it downwards.

"Clang!"

A figure appeared before Liens, drawing a sword to block that seemingly ordinary downward swing.

"Why draw your sword? If you just reveal your hidden elemental reaction, I can have them let you pass."

An aged voice spoke.

"No, if I don't act, you won't let them pass."

The calm young voice replied.

As his words fell, the stagnant wind instantly stirred.

Then, a colossal hurricane, seemingly connecting heaven and earth, appeared and swiftly passed by the elite regiment.

Wherever it went, the brick walls and houses along the way crumbled, and the fragments swirling with the storm further became tools of destruction, ravaging everything trembling under the hurricane.