Izochi got out of Mr. Horitoshi's room. Just to get a cold and bold question from Marco.
"What did he say?"
"Nothing special to mention."
Izochi answered with a vibe that he wanted to ignore the question. But still he answered nothing special.
"Just nothing enough to mention."
But Marco got a doubt over his words.
"I see. But I don't remember captain saying any unimportant things."
Marco looked at Izochi with sharp and piercing eyes. As if he would have cut down Izochi into pieces. But fate has its boundary, and so does he.
"Then go ask him by yourself."
Izochi taunted him. But he had caught down his patience. That's how Marco always had been like. With no reaction to give instantly, he had always kept his cold nature everywhere and everywhen. That's why he is also very popular in the society by the name
'Cold Knight'.
Marco with a deep 'sigh' looked back at Izochi.
"Oh! You needed a weapon. I forgot."
"I am glad you made to remember."
Marco started to walk by himself. With no care of the boy behind him. And Izochi trying to follow him. But with no interest or intention.
"Where are you taking me?"
Izochi questioned.
Outside, it became already afternoon. The sun had started to lose its brightness, slowly turning into a red giant. The west sided sky was preparing itself to change the clothes. With the fades of sunlight.
Gentle, heart melting, warm air was flowing through the desert. It was normal for this kind of place for this kind of weather. Not uncommon at all.
"You said you need a weapon. Didn't you?"
"Yeah. I did. But where would you get it now?"
"We have got one delivered here a days ago."
"That is awesome."
The weapon Izochi got was again a sword. But not like that fancy like the previous one. And it was depressing for Izochi to get a normal sword.
"This looks average."
Marco didn't turn back to him. He was continuing his own words.
"This is A-139."
Izochi got shocked, by hearing this. Which was definitely a thing to get confused.
{Because higher classed artifacts are fancier compared to their lower classes. But their are still some exceptions. Artifacts designs are actually an unknown thing to the society and everyone. Also some exceptions there are.}
"You saying this simple looking sword is an A-class? There is no way it's believable."
Izochi did not believe in that. Because he had the same fancy idea in his mind too.
"It doesn't matter f you don't believe in this. But this is the only thing that you can get. It's not an option for you. It's an order from up. So, you have no other choice right now."
Izochi seemed disappointed. It was really disappointing for someone who had already lost two of his fancy weapons. Three including the random one in Raygin.
"Although this feels a little light and comfortable than those."
Izochi grabbed the sword in his both hands. And it looked like fit him. The grip was a little uncommon. With a black color, it has got a aesthetic vibe. And the sword was like a single edged straight sword. Unlike regular katanas, it did not have that much curves. Though it had a little curve, that was not so much noticeable. Even Izochi didn't notice it early.
The sword was a little more shiny than usual swords. Especially when it reflects the light, it more looks a little like a light saber from star wars, when the sword is swung.
"What is it?"
Izochi travelled totally out of the world and then again returned to this by the sound of Marco.
"Nothing."
Marco lowered his head. Not for any purpose, but usually.
"Great if it's nothing."
Unlike other days they talked together, Marco was quite silent today. as if he had no interest in talking, with him. Words were coming out of his mouth barely surviving. He was not the same Marco who used to do teasing and making out useless topics. So, it also left Izochi in a state of thinking.
"What did happen to you?"
Marco did wonder. He made such expression when people are suddenly snatched away from their thoughts.
"Huh! Nothing."
He lied.
"Then why are you so deep in your mind?"
"Nothing special. Just partially recalling my memories."
Izochi kept his eyes and stared at Marco. Judged by him, Marco was lying, lying. But he couldn't do or give any consolation type words. Because Izochi didn't learn any beautiful language that can win others heart and give them peace. So, he just had to pretend like he took it normal, and move on.
"Okay. If that's okay for you, do it all day. I will be waiting for you outside. Come when your things get together properly."
Izochi turned back and started to the open door of the room.
"What is about your siblings now?"
A single question, blocked Izochi's path. He didn't want to turn back, but yet he did, thinking something.
"I have no idea right now."
"Don't you think you should get to meet them up, since it is about a week passed on?"
"I don't think this is absolutely necessary. Because they are used to live without me."
"I see. What do you intend to do after tonight?"
"That depends what happens tonight. I can not give any guarantee."
Marco looked back at Izochi with a sense of disbelief and kindness at once.
"You are that much free minded?"
Izochi did wonder by this. He didn't understand what Marco intended to mean by this.
7:30 PM
09 November, 1392
It became already fully night. And the brightness of the city Balkan had fully extincted due to no population there anymore. And the city felt like quite of a graveyard. Though it was a new moon, the city was a little visible as it was in a open place. No tall buildings, no human dwell. It was ultimately destined to become such a leftover.