Puch!
My sword pierced through the Grimm, and a moment later, it had disappeared, while I resumed the journey with an unknown man.
He didn't comment on my killing of Grimms and nor did I explain or be willing to stop.
Killing Grimms is important to me and to hide the fact, I am only killing the Grimm with a bloodline. I am also killing the ones with inherence; this one had the inheritance.
The one I had killed a few minutes before had the bloodline.
"You have quite good sensory abilities," he said, speaking after nearly an hour. "Thank you," I said and looked at him; the way he said it, I know he wants to say something more.
"I am planning to head into the mist Valley. It has something I need and someone of your sensory capabilities will be helpful," he asked, and immediately shook my head.
"Not interested," I replied directly.
Thank you for reading.
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