Kazuma was walking all by himself on a dark street with the street lights luminating the place. The street was very wide, and it had large training fields around it. Kazuma had just finished doing some training by himself when he was walking all alone. While walking, Kazuma looked at his phone "As if the mission we had last month didn't almost kill us, we're declaring war against the country that was behind it. I can't say it's a bad idea concerning the fact that Kagahara and the Knight Kingdom don't tolerate each other, well I guess something like this would have happened sooner or later.". Kazuma kept walking by himself, all of a sudden, he remembered the fight he had against Kargalan a few months ago. He also remembered when he promised himself "I swear, before I kill someone, I'll make sure to understand them first.". Kazuma took a sigh "Aaaahh! Why did I have to remember something like that?", he asked himself, "Before I kill someone, I want to understand them, that was the promise I made to myself. But now that I think of it, I don't think understanding someone who you're supposed to fight and kill sounds like a smart thing.". He continued his monologue "I mean, when we're sent on missions, we're supposed to do what it takes to fulfill the mission, that's what we were thought at an early age if we wanted to become solidiers and assassins. But to be honest, I think all what we do is just bring up excuses to kill each other with the idea of one side thinking they are right, and the other side thinking they are wrong.". Kazuma started to play with his ability, he created two small balls of purple energy floating around his palm as they spun around untop his palm "To be honest, I can be given a mission to kill someone, and in my head, that person that im meant to kill is in the wrong. Don't get me wrong, there are people who deserve death, no questions asked. Some people commit crimes regardless of the consequences, no reason and no rumours. Not just that, but there are people who commit crimes, but actually had valid reasons for doing so. Some probably didn't have a choice. But you wanna know what I think? I think we all as soliders shouldn't even have conscience towards others in the first place.". Kazuma stood in a place, hands in his pockets as he switched off his ability "I think we as soliders, whether right or wrong, are born to do whatever our nation tells us to do, no matter how dumb it is.", Kazuma just sighed "Ahh, why the hell am I talking like this? Am I trying to justify my actions, or am I trying to convince myself that I'm the good guy. Whatever!", he continued walking "Well, it doesn't matter. What I want to do is simple. Before I ever kill or harm a person just because of what my city wants to accomplish, I'll make sure to understand whoever I'm up against. At least, if I'm a mindless puppet that just follows rules, I can use that as an opportunity to feel human again.". Yuji while at home was sharpening his daggers as he was sitted in the living room with his grandfather, Nagumo looked at him "Going somewhere, Yuji?", Yuji responded "Yeah, I'm heading for the boarding house. But there's something I want to do first.". He tightened his footwear and got up to leave "Later, grandpa.", before Yuji stepped out, Nagumo called to his attention "Yuji, you've grown mature over time. You also seem to be more lively, I see Kazuma and the rest of your friends have kept up a good influence on you....". Yuji kept quiet for a moment to think, Nagumo broke the silence "Look, Yuji. Everyone of your friends are important. The one's you see yourself smiling with, the one's you walk with, the one's you have moments with, they are all important. You attract what you are, and you keep the company of whoever has like minds and behaviours like yourself. People are different, but they aren't entirely different from you. Never lose your guard or become soft, at the same time, smile with everyone who you enjoy. And most of all, never turn your back on a comrade, unless they've done so to you first. Okay?", Yuji kept quiet for a moment before smiling "Yeah, I've got it, old man.", he walked out of the house and vanished in the blink of an eye. Nagumo took his time to sit by himself and process everything around him "Guess it's about time I got up myself and saw her. After all, even tho she turned on us, she still makes it a point to watch. Like a child who refuses to let go of something, Vendrelha.". Vendrelha was at the outskirts of the city watching as its lights were as shiny as always "It's almost time one of us died. Isn't that right, Nagumo?". Kazuma was walking by himself on the quiet park, he looked around "Wow, it sure is quiet here, guess people don't walk out here at this time.", he looked at his phone and realised it was only 7:30PM "It's only seven thirty. Doesn't matter, I should probably move fast.". Everything around Kazuma was quiet, too quiet. The only thing that made noise were his footsteps that slowly started become more and more queit. Kazuma gently brought out a dagger from his pocket, turned around and blocked a lightning dagger that was about to stab him behind his neck, Kazuma immediately had a cold look in his eyes, a very murderous and cold one. His eyes glanced to the right and saw another dagger of blue lightning flying towards him, Kazuma immediately went in for defence. Both the dagger that had tried to attack him from behind, and the one from the side were clashing with him. Kazuma fought back against the two daggers of lightning with skills and sharp killing intent [CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!], his cold purple eyes were scanning the place as be flipped around, dodged and struck both daggers with his own. Suddenly a blue figure rushed out of the dark with the intent to stab Kazuma with it's lightning infused hands, Kazuma immediately intercepted this, stretched his left arm out and barely caught the strike. Lightning flashed all over the place as Kazuma grabbed the incoming stab, both Kazuma and the figure glared at each other. The blue figure covered with lightning clearly had intentions to kill, the same thing was more than definite for Kazuma. His purple eyes showed cold bloodlust towards the assassin that had tried to take his life "What the hell are you doing, Yuji?!", Kazuma asked in a cold tone.
END OF CHAPTER.