Chapter 95: The Hunt [3] - Bloodied Streets

"I didn't want it to end this way either, but you guys poked your noses where it didn't belong." A young boy's voice sounded from behind them, sending a shiver down their spines.

"Kid. You shouldn't be out this late." One of the weaker knights smiled at the green-eyed boy and tried to walk toward him, but their group leader quickly stopped him.

"That kid... He's dangerous." The leader muttered.

"How can the kid be dangerous. He looks like he 9 or 10 years old. At that age, I didn't even know how to hold a sword properly." The man chuckled.

"Really? I thought it was customary for most people to at least learn swordsmanship by the age of 6, or is that not the case here?" the black-haired boy tilted his head a few degrees to the right.

"Who are you, kid." one of them asked with their blades pointed toward the black-haired boy.

"I could tell you..." The green-eyed boy touched his chin in thought before looking back at the group.