Chapter 10: Hunting Season

Chapter 10: Hunting Season

Ken walked down the mountain as he ran his hand on his newly acquired blade...

It was an extremely sharp sword, Ken touched the razor edge carefully, his senses heightened to an extreme.

The katana didn't seem to have a cross guard, so the Sword handle connected seamlessly with the sheath.

It was a simple blade, not ornate, for it was an object of murder, not a centrepiece over a fireplace. But more importantly... It was a much better blade than what he had previously.

'With this... I can at least compete with those swordsmen in one department...' He still remembered the way his blade had snapped in that fight. The way he was betrayed by his weapon.

His body would've kept going, even with broken arms, but the blade falling apart had put him at a huge disadvantage and it led to him receiving a slash across the chest.

Even now, Ken could feel the marks of his healed wounds on his body. It seemed that the energy in his body merely enhanced his body's natural regeneration, not magically healed him.

The scars would remain, and Ken didn't mind that, he'd keep them as reminders.

The blade itself was long, longer than Ken was currently in fact. But it was also surprisingly light.

Ken knew that the length could be problematic, as it was a bit awkward to take it out of its sheath in case of an emergency, but he'd get used to it eventually.

The fact that the blade was light might have also had to do with the fact that Ken was physically stronger than most adults... Well, the majority of adults and certainly all adults from Earth.

The examples Ken had been running into lately had made him rather discouraged.

If he had tried to fight that Hatamoto face to face he would've surely died, and that wasn't exactly acceptable.

Ken had planned to question him, to find out more about the people that had almost killed him, but seeing him cut down the temple with a few sword swipes made him realize that killing him was the safer option.

After all, it was highly unlikely that they had only sent one person for the mission when it likely included the cleanup of all of the traps they had laid out in the mountain range.

The chances of these people being stronger than the man he had just killed were also relatively low, so Ken wasn't exactly worried.

Although he was still vigilant, refusing to be as reckless as he had been with attacking the seven swordsmen.

After all, if he had stalked them for a while and hadn't just rushed in, he would've managed to kill a few of them at least.

It was a shame, but at least he was alive now, and he had plenty of time to try again...

With a sigh, Ken strapped the large sword to his back, not having any better way of transportation yet.

He kept the two smaller katanas that his family had been using at his waist as he also took some supplies like food and water from the collapsed temple.

He also filled his backpack and pockets with as many Senbos and Shuriken as he could.

They didn't have all that many to begin with, so he ended up collecting the ones he had used for the improvised spring trap that he had used to assassinate the Hatamoto.

And so, with large strides, Ken started dashing down the mountain range, knowing where he'd be able to find more people, the clearing that still held the corpses of his family.

By the time Ken got there, the soldiers had already lit up a fire underneath the mound of headless dead bodies, after all criminals deserved no burial to them.

Still, Ken quickly split the fourth sword apart, shocking the samurai that had been holding it as Ken slightly pulled his blade backwards as it passed through the man's torso.

Instead of being cut in half, the man was simply gutted alive, Ken instantly twirled around raising the hilt of the sword to block a sword slash and twisting his body around its blade to block another.

His leg raised up and kicked the hand of another warrior, breaking his fingers and making him drop his sword.

Ken then kicked the sword while it was still falling, shooting it a bit upwards, and then kicked it again right into the stunned man's throat.

More blades were rushing in as Ken decided that blocking all of them was becoming annoying.

Instead of bothering to block them, he raised himself on the hilt of his blade, standing on one arm as the thursts that had been directed towards him all passed by the blade.

Ken then twirled around the sword, using it as a pole and kicking two of the men backwards.

Then, with one hand grabbing the hilt of the sword, he kicked it with his leg, causing it to shoot upwards and throw some dust into the samurai that had been behind him.

As the blade was going up, Ken put his other hand on it as well, bringing it down onto the warrior in front of him.

The man only had the time to bring up his sword in order to try and block it, but he truly had no chance.

This time, Ken didn't even bother with Chakra, as his blade simply cut through the Katana almost instantly, splitting the man in two with a downward slash.

"A-a monster..." The two warriors that Ken had kicked away had already got up, both of them seemed to have the same idea as they turned around and started running.

Ken simply picked up the two sides of the blade he had just broken and threw them at their back, hitting them perfectly feeling them hit the ground with a small thud.

At that point, the man he had blinded had also managed to rub the dust and snow out of his eyes, only to see that he was the last man alive.

"W-wait! Please don't kill me!" The man instantly got on his knees, knowing that he truly had no chance of fighting whatever the thing in front of him was.

"Don't worry... I won't kill you..." 'Yet...' Ken said with child-like joy in his voice as he once again tilted his head a bit and brought his sword behind him, stabbing it on the ground and leaning on the dull part while crossing his arms a bit.

"T-thank you! Thank you!" The warrior instantly banged his head on the ground a few times. All honour was forgotten in the face of death it seemed.

"You're welcome! By the way... Can you tell me more about your mission?" Ken asked as he continued to sense the man's heartbeat quicken with that question.

"Don't worry... I don't want anything with you or your lord... Can you tell me a bit more about the men that killed the mountain bandits here?"

Ken decided to rephrase his question, and he could feel the man calm down quite a lot after he had done so.

"O-of course!" The man instantly started giving Ken more information regarding the Seven Swordsmen of the Mist.

Ken simply smiled under his mask as he heard more of that information.

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