Chapter 135: Training

Name:The Earth After Rebirth Author:
As they agreed, Hubris let them train. He was busy with things Kiro refused to get himself involved in, which was paperwork. He wasn't dumb or anything, he just didn't like sitting around pushing papers. He didn't get this game to do all that, his body liked to be active so that's what he did in here.

The spectres he was training were children, so they were naive and small-minded. There were things they didn't understand, things like why they wanted to go to war with a king. To them, a king meant someone good, overlooking and taking care of people.

They had no concept of bad, just good. Kiro had to teach them from scratch, he hated breaking their innocent spirits but this needed to be done. Not just for the mission they have, but also for their safety.

If someone, who wasn't Kiro had run into them, someone who wasn't as kind and understanding. They would've surely been incinerated. This will teach them that, beings come in good and bad. They were learning how to differentiate between the two.

Kiro made sure they would tell, even if someone was subtle. It wasn't just what a person said, it was also their demeanor, the aura they let out into the world.

It was difficult communicating all this without speaking, but it was doable, albeit slow.

Kiro didn't really want to teach them to fight, but they insisted. Seeing him command Kaos, seeing him command the direction in which the wind blew bewitched them. They wanted more than anything to be able to do, the 'magic tricks' he was capable of. That's what they refer them to as.

Kiro didn't mind, although they wouldn't be able to control Kaos, they still had their camouflage skill that was useful. They could also use their entire bodies to move the direction of wind if they pleased.

Since they were spirits, that floated. They were capable of causing havoc if they were fast enough.

For their graduation task, Kiro had set up paint traps all over the forest, and sent them to collect information on certain monsters within the forest. If one comes back with paint as its colour, it wasn't quite ready for real world experience.

Kiro felt strange, like they would all come back painted. They were kids after all. So he stayed behind to train some more, in case they fail, he'd have to be the one to go into enemy territory. He was definitely less conspicuous than Hubris.

He hoped the two days he spent with them was enough. Not just for this mission, but for also the future. They had to break their naive spirits and mature a little if they wanted to survive in the Underworld.

As much as Hubris was busy planning a revolt in the city, coming up with strategies that will make the beings within the city walls angry enough to cause the greatest chaos imaginable. He took a break on the last day.

He was looking at his target straight in the eye. It had been a while since they looked at each other like this, like the other was the enemy.

But this time it was just a friendly bout. Neither wanted to kill, but they were sparring seriously. They had to dig deeper into their secret base so that nobody would notice.

Kiro had put down Ryu thinking it would be an unfair fight.

He attacked with lightning bolts, but Hubris was faster, as he disappeared from where he stood, appearing right in front of Kiro, he swiped with his claws, missing completely, as Kiro blinked from where he was, appearing ontop of Hubris, he gently nudged him with bending kick, but that sent him crashing a couple of meters away.

"You're still just a pup to me." Kiro proclaimed confidently.

"But you have to admit, I'm closer than I was compared to back then."

"I'll make it a rumour, I'll reveal myself to certain individuals, who will absolutely gossip about this to others and eventually it'll create a chain, that will hopefully give people hope."

"You've thought this through huh, it's not a bad plan." He said getting up.

They walked out of their training hole. To find that the spectres had returned, all but one had paint all over it. Kiro could tell that, it was the one that chased him first, when they first met.

The others were impressive though, they had gathered all the information Kiro would need. He knew this because he had encountered these monsters before when he was exploring the forest and their information gathering was spot on.

"Except for him, all of you spread throughout the kingdom, gather information about the current King. In a few hours, there'll be chaos within that city over there. Ensure you are able to assess how they will be dealing with everything."

Kiro looked at each of them, "Make sure you aren't seen!"

After that, they dispersed, except for the one. There were many of them, so being at every place at once wouldn't really be a problem.

"Do you think they'll be able to do it, Master?"

"We shall see. Shouldn't you be going to the city then?"

"Not yet, I wouldn't be let in if it was just me. I need those hounds who are already known at the gate."

They hadn't even finished their dinner when the city's entourage arrived at the door with the secret knock. Kiro decided to go with them, if anything went wrong he would at least be there to help Hubris.

It took them mere seconds to reach the other side, when they opened the door the hounds were already bowing down, burying their heads in the dirt.

"Subjects greet the rightful heir and his master!" They shouted as if rehearsed.

Kiro wasn't used to the treatment, all he could do was chuckle, smiling with great amusement.

"Let's go." Hubris commanded.

They didn't waste any time and followed behind. They weren't as fast the two, so the two had to slow down a bit. Even then, the others were running after them just to not be left behind.

Arriving at the gate, there was a long line to enter the city.

"This city is quite popular then." Kiro commented, he thought the city was just a rundown one.

"We managed to get word out that something was going to happen although we didn't mention what. We are curious beings, they've walked to see what is so great."

Kiro nodded. He didn't take Belial as a hound that could think, but he was proven wrong.