Capítulo 3: Assassins
Rain was still falling in the dark vacant lot.
Sparks flew as weapons clashed here and there, and at that moment, the surrounding area glowed slightly. However, that light alone was enough for Eren to recognize the terrain.
"Die!"
"Aaaah!"
The number of assassins was unknown.
He flapped his black long sleeves and moved, hiding himself in the darkness. The charging speed was surprisingly fast, and the attack was also fierce. On the other hand, the number of mercenaries was gradually decreasing.
"Whew."
Eren instinctively maximized his hearing and vision. Then, the sound of people breathing seemed to be heard right next to him, and even the sight of rainwater splashing on the weapons was vividly visible.
At that time, he saw Glion lying down and coughing up blood. He quickly walked over and examined his body. More than half of his lower body had already been cut off.
"Glion."
"E...Ren…run away…."
He looked at Eren and muttered. Eren looked around.
If he ran away, would he survive? It may be difficult for his body.
Eren glanced at Glion again, as if trying to catch the last glimpse.
"Cuck ... this Scottz ... I eat money ... I was windfall ...?"
Seeing Eren's expressionless appearance, Glion faced death with a smile on his face.
As he had always seen during his career as a mercenary, Eren, who had closed the eyes of the dead, continued to look for his parents.
Not long after, he found Anessa fighting with an assassin wearing a black long cloth all over his head. She had already suffered fatal injuries here and there.
Her opponent was twice as big as the other assassins, and the eyes hidden under the long clothing were glowing red to the point of being creepy, reminiscent of the devil.
She stumbled backwards and eventually tripped over the mercenary's body and fell.
The corner of the mouth of the assassin wearing a long gun rose strangely. The moment the assassin slashed his sword at her, a dagger stuck in his thigh.
It was a fairly large dagger, but it was too shabby compared to the assassin's size.
The one holding the dagger was Eren, whose height was only about the height of the assassin's waist. The assassin stopped his actions and looked down at Eren with a strange expression.
"Fuck this brat."
Then, mumbling curses in a somber tone, he struck Eren in the chest with the tip of the sword hilt.
"Kwak!"
Eren flew straight into the rock and fell down.
"Eren!"
Anessa got up and desperately ran to Eren. The large assassin also approached the mother and son with great strides and swung his great sword again.
Clank!
A clear metal sound rang out.
Feather had already approached and blocked the assassin's sword.
Feather was in quite serious condition.
Blood was pouring out of open wounds here and there, and blood was flowing from his forehead and covering his face.
"Anessa… take Eren quickly and run!"
At that moment, the assassin's red eyes burned with ferocity, and the great sword was engulfed in red energy.
Damn it!
At that moment, Feather's sword, which was intertwined with the great sword, shattered, and the great sword cut Feather from his shoulder to his arm. It was incredible power.
"Feather!!"
By the time Anessa's cries echoed through the clearing, the surviving mercenaries were gone.
Dump!
Anessa walked up to Feather, who was lying down, and supported his body. She then stared into the eyes of the assailant with eyes full of resentment.
"Hey! You devils!"
Heedless of her words, the great sword was swung at the two once again. In an instant, Feather wrapped himself around her, sacrificing his own body.
Sigh!
Anessa and Feather fell down in the direction where Eren was visible.
As Eren came to his senses and struggled to keep his body together, the image of his parents collapsed came into view.
Feather had already passed away, and Anessa was desperately reaching out to Eren, barely holding on to her spirit that was about to break.
For a moment, his body froze like a statue.
But his eyes were shaking violently, as if an earthquake had occurred.
"Ugh…."
Suddenly, his head started to hurt.
Could it be that he developed feelings he had never felt before?
There was confusion and bewilderment on his face. He didn't feel it, but it was probably an emotion called sadness.
Then she held out her hand.
"E...Ren…."
Eren took her hand. At that moment, like a lie, his painful head returned to normal.
The hands they held together were slippery because of the blood. Anessa tightened her grip on his hand and barely spoke.
"Yes… your ability… is… a blessing… from God… somehow… survive."
Slash-!
The assassin's great sword was stuck in her back.
At that moment, her blood surged and covered Eren's entire body.
Eren, who had been looking at the not yet cooled bodies of his parents for a long time, slowly raised his head and looked up at the large assassin.
His eyes were not angry, but extremely transparent and empty.
No one knew, but Eren's behavior like that was a symptom that appeared when his anger reached its peak. The eyes of the stranger who was looking down at Eren became thin.
Had he ever seen eyes like this in a situation like this in his life? Absolutely not.
Should he say it gives him strange goosebumps?
"Are you finished?"
At that time, someone came riding a horse.
Blue hair and blue eyes. Pure white skin and slim figure. Matching clothes and blue long gun.
He was a man who gave off the air of a nobleman. In his hand was a red bead that could be held in one hand. He said, putting on his hood as if he was annoyed by the pouring rain.
"The devil's orb has been recovered. Let's go."
"The child…."
At the words of the blue-haired man, the large assassin stepped aside and pointed at Eren.
Only then did Eren come into the man's field of vision.
He obviously didn't feel any signs of being popular, but one child was still alive.
The man's upper eyebrow rose. He pulled on the reins and approached Eren.
Then he looked at the assassin's thigh where the dagger was stuck and then looked at Eren again.
His expression was still expressionless and his eyes were empty.
To the point where he could never believe that his parents had just died.
However, Eren was currently imprinting the two people's appearances in his mind, down to each hair. Someday he would definitely find them and cut off their limbs.
"Is this kid like that?"
"Yes. I didn't feel it at all."
The large assassin looked at his thigh and answered in a somber voice. The blue-haired man stroked his chin in interest and snorted.
"That's fun."
"What should I do? If I leave him alive, I will definitely face regret."
At that moment, the man cut him off.
"Keep him alive and sell him to a slave dealer."
The man continued speaking with a wry smile at the large assassin who was looking at him with puzzled eyes.
"If my impression is not wrong, he will stubbornly survive and come back for revenge. That would also be fun in its own way."
Then he looked at Eren and said the last thing.
"You're out of luck, kid. You shouldn't have been the guard of this merchant. If this is your fate, it must be fate."
The man turned his horse around, waving his blue long gun. The assassin looked at Eren disapprovingly and once again lightly struck Eren's head with the tip of the sword hilt.
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