Chapter 204 - To Fort Yano (14)

<Author's note: The things (racism, s.e.xism, political views, etc.) depicted or mentioned in this story do not reflect the real world and are purely coincidences. If they do, please keep in mind that they are simply for world-building and are only work of fiction. Thank you for your understanding.>

"What?" Ernest and Clara said.

Still holding a very warm and kind smile on his face, Nathan said, "You heard me."

Ernest and Clara started looking at him with a murderous glare.

Nathan's warm and kind smile switched to an amused one.

"I really don't want to kill you guys because you've been very helpful. So I strongly suggest you take the deal."

"Stand behind me," Ernest said to Clara as he stepped forward.

Nathan shook his head and chuckled before turning to Zita.

"You take care of the woman and I'll take care of the --"

Pew!

Ernest pulled out a handgun with a silencer behind his back and fired.

The bullet went straight to the side of Nathan's head but the special effect of the Black equipment activated so it stopped when it touched him and fell to the ground.

" -- man," Nathan said before turning to Ernest and Clara with a grin on his face.

Both were looking at him with a surprised expression.

"What in the he--"

Vooom!

Nathan suddenly charged forward, causing Ernest to cut what he was going to say mid-way and pull the trigger once again.

Woooh!

"AHH!!!"

Thud!

A stone came flying and shot through Ernest's hand, making a hole in the center of his hand and knocking the gun away.

Thud.

Nathan grabbed him by the neck with his right hand and raised him up.

"Ugh!" Ernest gasped for air and he grabbed onto Nathan's wrist.

Nathan glanced at the hole on Ernest's hand.

'Heh~ The kid is learning. Very good.'

He looked at Ernest's face.

"Well, I did tell y--"

Ernest suddenly performed a standing armlock technique on him.

However…

To his surprise, Nathan's arm wouldn't budge.

It was hard as a rock.

Nathan smiled at him.

Ernest did a flying armbar this time -- he raised his legs up in the air, locked them around Nathan's arm and began not only bending it but also dragging Nathan to the ground using his weight.

However…

Step.

Nathan simply moved his right leg forward, stopping them from falling to the ground.

Nevertheless, Ernest still continued to bend Nathan's arm.

Unfortunately, the result was the same -- it was still hard as a rock.

"Are you done playing? I can feel your private area pressing against my arm. It's disgusting."

Nathan noticed the incantation on Ernest's hand so he quickly raised his arm up in the air and violently swung down with full force.

Whoosh!

Bam!

"Blergh!" Ernest coughed out a mouthful of blood when his body was slammed to the ground after being whipped away from Nathan's arm.

He also broke several bones, including his spinal cord that he could barely move, let alone stand, and was struggling to breathe.

Seeing the situation, Clara raised her hand and aimed it at Nathan.

Zita noticed the incantation on Clara's hand.

And without really thinking about it, she immediately activated her skill and raised her hand forward…

Woooh!

Thud!

A stone came flying and penetrated right through Clara's head, leaving a hole at the center of her forehead and she fell to the ground.

She was dead.

'Eh…?' Nathan thought and blinked a few times as he stared at the corpse of Clara.

He turned to Zita who had her hand raised forward.

'Why did she kill the woman? I didn't say kill. I just said take care.'

Zita had a horrified expression on her face after realizing what she did.

She pulled her shaking hand back and stared at her palm.

'I killed…'

'I killed another…'

'But --'

"Cla…raaa…!"

Her thoughts were interrupted by Ernest's voice and she looked at him.

"Cla… raaa... mget… mup…!"

Ernest had one hand shaking and reaching out for Clara as he continued to call her name out.

"Mget… mup…! CLA… RAAA!!!"

Tears began flowing from his eyes.

Watching Ernest's dramatic performance, Nathan chuckled.

"Sigh… This is getting out of hand. Well, I did tell you to take the deal -- twice. So you guys have no one else to blame but yourselves."

Ernest looked at him with a murderous glare.

"I'LL… F.U.C.K.I.N.G... KILL YOU…!!!" he said as he aimed his hand at Nathan to cast a spell.

Nathan rolled his eyes and summoned his [Grade D] Great Sword.

Whoosh!

"AHHH!!!" Ernest screamed in agony as his hand was chopped off.

Nathan looked at the distance as he massaged his growing beard with his other hand.

"Hmm… I think there was a saying that goes, 'Regrets are only at the end'?"

He looked at Ernest.

"The structure of the sentence sounds awful. Sorry, translation issue."

Ernest continued staring at him with a murderous glare.

"I SWEAR... WITH--"

Nathan's lips curled into a smile and he said, "With your life that you'll kill me? Get in line. You're not the first person to say that to me."

Ka-cha!

The door of the RV swung open and Brandon came out with a hunting rifle.

Nathan looked at him.

"Heh~"

Meanwhile, Ernest's eyes widened.

"Brandon…!"

Brandon looked at Ernest and Clara.

But when he saw Clara, his mother, especially the hole at the center of her forehead and her eyes staring blankly, his eyes widened and tears immediately began welling up.

"MI MWON'T MFORGIVE MYOU!" he said and then aim the rifle at Nathan.

'That expression…'

'Sigh… I really had no plans of killing any of them...'

'I just wanted to injure them and then teach me how to use the RV before taking it...'

'But Zita… '

'Ah, whatever...'

"What do you think you're going to do with that, boy?" he said and smiled.

Seeing Brandon aiming the rifle against Nathan, Ernest quickly said, "Brandon… mbig mguy… mdon't…!"

He then turned to Nathan.

"Please… take the RV… Just let the boy go… I admit… I made the wrong decision… Please… have mercy… Please… Please…" he said with tears in his eyes.

Nathan glanced at Ernest who was begging and desperately forcing himself to move and reach out to his leg with his remaining hand.

'Hmm... Looking at this booty warrior, I don't think he will seek revenge…'

He then glanced at Brandon.

'But this kid… It's a different sto--'

Bang!

Nathan felt a burning sensation on his right shoulder which was then quickly followed by a severe aching pain.

He looked at the bullet hole on his [Grade D] Black Leather Armor and moved his right shoulder.

He returned his gaze back to Brandon.

"Ouch…?"

Seeing Nathan's reaction, he quickly reloaded.

'Hmm… Although Zita messed up the plan by killing the mother, I think I can still salvage this situation for another purpose…''

He turned to Zita.

"Zita, what are you waiting for?"

Zita looked at him.

She was still wearing a horrified expression and trembling.

"Are you waiting until finishes all of his bullets or right after he kills me?"

"Mister… I --"

"We're going to have a talk right after this. So finish it now!"

Hearing their conversation, Ernest's eyes widened and he begged profusely, "NO! PLEASE NO! JUST KILL ME INS--"

Suuup!

Whoosh!

Nathan plunged the tip of his [Grade D] Great Sword's blade deep into Ernest's mouth and then swung it to the side, leaving half of the head almost decapitated.

"Noisy."

Brandon just finished reloading and was about to raise his rifle when he saw what Nathan did to Ernest.

"NOOO!!!!" he screamed and aimed his rifle at Nathan.

And just when he was about to pull the trigger...

Woooh!

Bam!

Thud!

Zita raised her hand forward and activated [Lift] on Brandon, pushing him away and slamming his body against the RV and dropping his rifle before falling to the ground.

"Zita, watch it. Don't destroy the RV."

Zita watched Brandon slowly trying to get up.

"And finish him properly."

'I don't want to kill anymore…'

"Remember what I've taught you."

'Smommyk...'

'Smamak…'

Brandon finally got up.

"What are you waiting for, Zita?"

'But…'

Zita's activated her skill once again.

This time around, she summoned a Bolt from her [Grade D] Spatial Bag.

Still shaking, she held out her palm and lifted the Bolt to the sky.

She closed her eyes.

Woooh!

Suuup!

A Bolt penetrated his head from above so that it won't hit the RV.

Thud!

Brandon's body fell to the ground.

"Finally," Nathan said as he stared at Brandon's corpse.

He turned to Zita.

She had her hand raised forward and her eyes closed.

'As far as I know, she doesn't need to hold her hand out in order to manipulate the items using her Chosen One skill…'

'Just thinking about it is already enough…'

'There's also that eye-closing…'

'So many unnecessary movements...'

He went towards her and knelt down in front of her.

'She's shaking...'

'Sigh… Not again…'

Pat.

Pat.

He patted her head and said, "Zita, open your eyes."

She slowly opened her eyes.

"What are you doing? Don't tell me you've developed a new hobby? You now have to stretch out your hand when you're using your power? I can't believe that you're actually regressing instead of improving. Remember: Subtle and sudden attacks are what's important."

Zita's eyes were bouncing between Nathan and the two people she killed.

"Mister... the…"

Poke!

He poked her nose, causing her to focus her eyes on him.

"You have nothing to be guilty of. We gave them two chances, remember? And plus, they attacked first. It was self-defense on our part and you were simply protecting me. We're partners, remember? It's normal that we protect each other. So you absolutely have nothing to feel guilty of."

Zita didn't say anything and just stared at him.

He flashed a very warm and kind smile and then began to softly c.a.r.e.s.s her head as if she was the most precious thing in the world.

Stroke.

Stroke.

"Just know that I'm really proud of you, Zita. You're really a powerful being now just like me. But just be sure to drop that weird hobby, okay? It's really worthless and will only get you killed. Remember: Subtle and sudden attacks only."

She still didn't say anything and continued staring at him.

'Looks like she's still hasn't recovered from the shock…'

'So every time she kills a person I will have to do this skit..?'

'Ugh… I'll deal with this later…'

'For now, time to check my new loot!'

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