Alfonso looked at the small boy, he was trembling with tears on his eyes.

Alfonso could easily dispatch the kid… he has fought many foes at least ten 10 stronger than this kid…

However… for Alfonso…

This was a battle that he couldn't win.

"I am sorry"

The kid was taken by surprise, he looked up and saw an unimaginable scene.

A drop of water fell to the ground.

"I am so sorry"

The boy saw the tears on Alfonso's eyes with astonishment.

"I can't bring your parents back…"

Alfonso felt on his knees without looking at the kid.

"I can't give you back your childhood…"

"I feel so powerless" Though Alfonso.

The kid kept looking at Alfonso.

"And, the worst part is… I can't even give you a satisfactory answer… I can't die… not yet"

The tears on Alfonso's eyes didn't stop.

"The only thing I can for you… is apologize…"

"I am sorry" Repeated Alfonso.

Alfonso trembled a little, he could see his good friend who also become an orphan on the second world war reflect on this kid.

When they were kids, he remembered the sadness and despair that his friend went through went they were kids.

After some years, that kid was adopted by a Chinese couple and he went to live on china for some time, their reunion would be ten years later when they met in Cambridge University, both university students.

The boy looked at the trembly Alfonso and make an enraged face.

"You! You think that only because you cry like this, I will forgive you!?" Shouted the kid.

The kid lifted his sword and pointed it to Alfonso.

Alfonso didn't do anything, he just there, crying like a little kid.

The boy trembled in anger.

"FUCK!" Shouted the kid.

The threw the sword to one side and escaped through the window.

Alfonso felt the kid going, however… his mind was already in another place.

'He died for the revolution'

Alfonso remembered the news of his friend.

"I am sorry"

'He didn't want you to go to his funeral'

"I am sorry"

'He didn't want me to tell you'

"I am so sorry… Marvin"

Alfonso cried for a long time before falling asleep.

.............................................

Alfonso woke up with his eyes red.

"I can't believe that I cried like a kid at my age…" Though Alfonso.

He looked at his side and saw the blade that the kid threw last night.

"…" Alfonso looked at the sword absent-minded.

After some time, he sighed.

"Selene" He said.

"You call me, master?" A figure appeared behind me.

"I want you to find the person who's this sword belong to" Said Alfonso.

"Is that an or-"

"Yes, it's an order" Interrupted Alfonso.

Alfonso used some of his time soul power and gave it to Selene.

"I give you a good amount of soul power, find the kid that this sword belongs to, bring him to me" Said Alfonso.

"If he refuses?" Asked Selene.

"… Then… gives this to him" Said Alfonso while giving Selene a pouch.

"There are twenty gold coins in that pouch, give them to him" Said Alfonso.

"I understand" Said Selene.

"Before you go…" Said Alfonso to Selene, who was almost at the entrance.

"?"

"Remember to protect him, nobody must touch a single hair of his…" Said Alfonso.

"Understood" Said Selene before disappearing.

Alfonso stood in the carriage…

Was this for the kid?

No, this wasn't for the kid.

This was for Alfonso… for him to have some relief on his heart.

And Alfonso knew that.

Who knows how many kids were like this? Who lost their families…?

Where they alive? How many died?

Alfonso didn't dare to make himself this question. He couldn't.

"I am more of a hypocrite than what I thought" Though Alfonso.

In his heart, Alfonso knew that this was self-pity.

"But this also makes my heart light… at the very least…"

"I am more human now"

.............................................…

"I left the sword that dad left for me in that guy's carriage"

After the kid left the carriage he went back to his house, it was an old house which one could clearly see that was in ruins.

The kid looked at his old house and remember the time when his mother and father laughed happily with him.

The kid felt his eyes turned wary again, but this time, he didn't cry.

He had cried enough.

He went to the back of the house where a small mound of earth.

"Mom…" Said the kid.

After her mother died, the kid didn't have enough money to make a funeral, so, he had to bury his mother himself.

"I am sorry mom; I couldn't do it" Said the kid with an apologetic face.

The kid felt that he has failed his mom, but, at the same time, he felt that he did the right time.

"Would you be mad… or be proud… dad… mom" Though the kid.

The kid stood there for some minutes before a voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Jennifer! You slut! Come out now before I destroy this place!"

A rude voice came from the door, the kid clenched his teeth while hearing at this voice.

"Ivankov!" Though the kid.

He went to the front and looked at the men.

There were three guys wearing elegant outfits.

"Kid! Go get your mother! The lord is already being kind enough to give an opportunity to a widow! And yet, this bitch refuses his kindness!" Said one of the men.

"My mother died a couple of days ago! Tell that trash Ivankov that!" Shouted the kid.

"What!? She died!?" Said the man.

The man scratched his head.

"Now what I am going to tell the lord!"

"We are in problems now" Said another man.

"Lord Ivankov is going to kill us!" Said the third man.

The kid looked at the three men in anger, however, he couldn't do anything about it.

"Ah! I know!"

"Let's bring the kid with us! I heard that the lord had… that kind of preference…" Said the first man.

"Really!?"

"Yes, I heard that he abducted some kids every now and then"

"Awesome! We still have a chance!"

"Oy kid, come here" Said the third man.

The kid looked at the three-man with fear, however, he didn't show it.

"Stay away!" Shouted the kid.

He wanted to run, however, the first man, grabbed him faster.

"Your mother might have escaped but you won't" Threatened the man.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

*PUM*

The man punched the kid in the face.

"Shut the fuck up! Or I will kill you!" Shouted the man.

The kid felt his head spin.

"Kill me if you have the balls! But! I will never go to that scumbag place!" Shouted the kid.

"It seems that one punch wasn't enough!" Said the man.

He lifted his arm once more.

*Swooch*

However, just at that moment, a small sound came from the sides.

The first man didn't have time to answer when he saw his arm, which was about to punch the kid, floating in the air.

"Wha…" Said the man.

"Master told me to not let the kid get injured… yet, he has a bruise now, I failed..." A cold voice came to the ears of the group.

"You all are going to pay for this"