The elder brother had many questions, but among them his most important question was that how Alice know about that serum.
Only the village people knew about it and they are really loyal to each other, they would never expose or leak their personal information which would cause harm to the village.
But the loyalty is something which is complex and abrupt in it's own sense. Everyone have different feelings and ideology about it. Some may refer it to the profit of it's own, some may refer it to the feeling of love towards it's own family.
But few, they would refer loyalty as the satisfaction, as what their instincts want them to do. Their inner feelings, they may mix loyality with that.
But the chances of a villager having such ideology was nearly null.
Alice didn't speak, he just smiled and threw the injection to his knight woman.
She caught it.
Alice said, "Inject it in your body through your neck. "
The elder brother frowned and said in range, "Never, I will never let you use this holy medicine of ours. "
Alice replied, "Human, I didn't ask you. "
And then Alice dashed at him so that he could no longer attack the knight woman.
The village was no more green or yellowish or happy. It was stained purely in red. Blood, corpses, cries, that's what covered the whole village.
The muscle man of Alice's group laughed, he was standing in the middle of the village. It was a long time after he saw such bloodshed and was also the part of it.
The rainy weather had made this scene even more dramatic, more horrifying.
It was like the death itself was dancing upon this village—more like death itself was present in this village.
But then, a middle aged villager with an axe in his attack that muscle man.
His instinct made him dodge that move, or maybe his experience.
He dodged just by leaning towards right, then with his left hand he grabbed that copper axe and using his strength, he pulled it out of his hand and made it his own weapon.
The villager who attacked him now had very scared expressions. He was wavering but he didn't dare to show it. He wanted to run but he didn't dare to take even a step back.
He moved his right leg ahead and with a dash tried to punch his face but in the blink of an eye, his right hand went flying into the air.
It was smoothly cut by the axe.
Then that muscle man grabbed his face using his left hand and with dozens of strike, he made his face full of cuts by the axe.
Something around 2-3 strikes of axe were enough for that man to lose his life and go into the graveyard of the dead.
The muslce man after satisfying his greed, laughed again and asked the corpse.
"You, you tell me something. What is it which satisfies a man like me, a man you call a murderer. Is it the death of his target? Is it the way in which he kills his target? No, it's the expressions of his target, a feeling, an aura his target gives when it's near death. The feeling is fascinating, the aura is interesting and the expressions—they are full of amusement. "
After finishing his words, he looked towards the sky, rain drops falling on his face and with eyes closed and the corpse's face still in his left eye 0.5m above the ground, the man laughed.
His laugh echoed in the whole village and so did the cries of those who falled in the battle—those who bet their all and lose it all.
It's the winner who deserves all, not the loser. It's the loser who loses all, and not the winner.
Life is never fair, not for the rich not for the poor. It is something which wants satisfaction and those who can satisfy the life are the real pawns of the nature.
Alice himself was one of them and he did know that.
The knight woman removed her helmet slowly, her silver long hair flowed out in such a way which made her beautiful face look even more beautiful.
Even though she was a knight, maybe a battle manic but still had no scar on her face. Her silver eyes burned wifh loyality, her pink lips and pale white skin really matched her hairs and eyes.
But she was weakened, she looked weak because of skipping meals for such a long time.
She injected the injection in her neck. Her skin soft as snow. She looked like a princess from a snow kingdom who was lost and was looking for her way back.
The serum spread into her blood and reached to her brain.
Alice while engaging in a duel with the elder brother asked, "Tell me, whose idea was it to make that serum—the Adrenaline Serum? "
Adrenaline Serum is considered one of the most useful resource for a battle maniac. It pushes a living to such extreme extents—even if they are starved for days and weeks.
The knight woman's face became full of life. It gain it's mass and now she looked even more beautiful, a beauty which can even rival that of an angel.
She wore her helmet and stood up.
She had her dagger in her right hand and looked at Alice who was somehow able to handle the elder brother.
With extreme speed, she dash forward. Even the scar woman was unable to see her movement.
The speed was so fast that it left a gust of wind behind.
She swinged her dagger with full force towards the elder brother which striked his armor but couldn't cut through but the knockback was enough to throw him back few steps.
Alice smiled in his heart, "Finally, my strongest pawn has arrived. "
The elder brother in rage dashed at her and she dashed at him.
But engaged in a duel but she was clearly overpowering him.
It looked more like one sided and after few more clashes, she easily threw him on the ground.
Clash Clash Clash
Bam!