NOVEL NEXT Chapter 12: first blood
I started walking through the forest towards the Yuega cave, The cave was on the outskirts of the sacred land of the Sword, about a 15-minute walk in total. It wasn't a very dangerous place, but sometimes you could find some monsters to kill and things like that, plus it was in the middle of the forest, which created a huge concentration of mana on the spot.
The guild receptionist gave me a kind of token before leaving the guild so that whoever submitted the application could identify me.
As I mentioned before, the place is not very far away and it will serve as an experience for life and also if the opportunity arises I will be able to kill a couple of monsters.
[[In the main dojo]
The Sword Saints noticed Gull Farion frowning on his throne as he read a letter.
He had also adopted an uncomfortable posture while reading the letter and sometimes looked to the sides so that no one could see the content of the letter.
"So that bastard dares to come back, huh?" Gull Farion muttered as he put the letter away in his coat.
"If he dare to set foot in this dojo I will kill him immediately" he said as he stood up from his "throne" and went into his room. No one knew the contents of the letter and Gull Farion had no intention of ever revealing it.
[Gino pov]
I walked for about twenty minutes through the forest until I reached the cave, the place was not very attractive or threatening, it was simply a cave and the only one nearby so it was not difficult to find it.
When I approached the cave I took out my identification card and I checked the surroundings.
"Hello?...I came for the job of loading magic tools..." I announced from the exit of the cave
"..." There was no response so I decided to go in, the place was lit by torches so I wouldn't get lost.
I walked for about two minutes until I saw some magical objects lying out of a box.
"What the fuck?..." I muttered as I gathered the items
"B-boy! What are you doing here?!" I heard a voice murmur from the darkness.
"I instinctively looked at the place where the voice came from and I remained on alert.
"Who is it?...I came for a job from the adventurer's guild..." I muttered while accumulating mana in my hand
"a..M-my name is Balka...help me please!..." The man begged
"Hmmm?..." I approached the voice and with fire magic I illuminated the place.
"!!!"
The guy was lying in a corner of the cave, he was covered in blood, he was missing a leg and an arm.
I quickly approached the man and chanted an intermediate level healing spell that only sutured his wounds.
"Who...who did this to you?" I asked as I helped him sit on the floor.
"a-a swordsman...He attacked me treacherously...me and the two children with which I was carrying my magical items..." Balka murmured weakly
"Two other children?...are they dead?..." I asked
"He killed the girl and took the boy deep into the cave..." He said
"...did you see how powerful he was?" I said.
"...he was wearing...he was wearing a black fur coat...so I assume he's at least a sword saint..." Balka muttered.
"Shit...this is bad..."Let me help you out of here..." I muttered as I tried to lift Balka up.
"Y-yes please..." He said as he leaned on me
I tried to lift Balka with all my strength but I was only a six-year-old boy and he was an adult...even though he was missing body parts, the guy was still heavy.
We started walking towards the outskirts of the cave, with the guy using me as a walking stick.
"t-thanks boy I...-" Balka tried to say something but fell to the ground with a thud
"H-hey are you okay?...ah!" I tried to check on Balka but was horrified when I saw that he had a dagger embedded in the back of his head.
He's dead...
Instinctively I looked back but I couldn't see anyone.
I unsheathed my sword and heard the whistling of a dagger towards me.
"Shit!!" I screamed and narrowly dodged the dagger that crashed into the floor
"Who are you?! Show yourself!!" I shouted while tightly gripping my sword
If this guy was a saint then I was dead...
I tried to make a tactical retreat but a huge earth wall rose behind me blocking the exit.
"A magician swordsman?..." I muttered
"nah, it's just a magic circle..." A very deep male voice sounded from the darkness.
And from the darkness a huge man of about 30 years old emerged, with a thick beard, blond hair, and a large diagonal scar which covered almost his entire face.
He was wearing a black fur coat, and at his waist he had two swords and a pair of daggers...a practitioner of the North God Style...and apparently a very skilled one...
"I didn't expect a couple of brats and that jerk to be here but what does it matter..." he said as he unsheathed his sword
"Who the hell are you?!" I muttered as I got into a combat stance.
The man grimaced as he looked at me.
"Of course...nobody knows who I am right?!...while that bastard Gull spends his days lazing around the dojo...I'm here!! fighting to survive!!" The man shouted
"..." I stood silently looking at the man.
"Bah...But what does it matter...my name is Nascar and today you will die, kid" he said as he got into a combat stance
"Why are you doing this?..." I murmured.
"Hehe...you're very young little one..but I'll just say that I'm about to settle accounts with my old friend Gull..." he murmured.
A moment later his image faded from view, I instinctively crouched down and a sword brushed past my head
"Not bad..." He muttered and with a quick kick he sent me flying into a cave wall.
As soon as I regained my senses, the guy lunged at me.
I didn't have enough time to dodge and his sword cut off part of my left arm.
"Agg!.." I shouted as I walked away
"hmmm....you are very good at this kid..I'll guess...intermediate?..." He muttered as he wiped my blood off the sword
"..." I remained silent as I looked at my wound.
A deep cut...I'll need at least intermediate level healing for this...
"You've got talent, kid, what a shame you're going to take on me!" He screamed and his image disappeared from sight.
Instinctively I created a dome of earth around me and crouched down.
The dome was split in half like butter
"So you have magic circles too, huh?" He said as he looked at me like a predator at its prey.
"Shut up!!" I yelled as I walked away from the place with a Sonic Boom that made him back off.
Shit!....I only have mana left for a bout 5 spells...
My swordsmanship It is not comparable to his...I'm going to die...
"Jah! Magic without incantation huh?...Isn't that curious?..." He said with a smile as he got into a relaxed position.
He lowered his sword and put a hand behind his head scratching it.
It was obvious this guy didn't see me as a threat.
Shit...I only have enough mana for five beginner spells or two intermediate spells...
Gino thinks...what should I do?...
Let's bet on that!
I concentrated mana in my hand and with combined magic I created a thick mist between the two of us.
"Gah!, You're a clever rat, huh?..." He murmured.
I took advantage of this opportunity and jumped at his legs, As expected, the guy blocked the attack and kicked me into the air.
What should I do now?...I know...
I threw a stone bullet at him at the highest speed I could muster.
"Heh! Nonsense!" He sneered and split the stone bullet in half.
Good...
I started to form another stone bullet, now bigger, while the guy looked at me.
"Try whatever you want, you won't beat me!" The guy shouted with disdain
Alright...fire!!
I threw a huge stone bullet at his head
"That won't work on me anym-...aaaah!!!"
Nascar split the stone bullet in two but unlike the others this stone bullet contained small pieces of stone in it
How the strategy Rudeus used against Aubert..
The pieces of rock were embedded in the face of Nascar at high speed.
His face and eyes were crushed by stone fragments...by shrapnel...
"aaagh!!!... damn it!!..damn it!!!" He screamed as he fell to his knees, holding his head with one hand and swinging his sword in all directions with the other.
I dodged the attacks and with a quick movement I sliced his arm
"yeaaaaag!!, fucking brat!!!!!" He scream
With a final, accurate movement, he cut off his head and his body fell lifeless.
"shit..." I muttered as I fell to my knees from exhaustion.
I couldn't process what I had done because of the adrenaline but...I had killed for the first time.