《Chronicles of The Magical Sword Sovereign》Chase
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The next day drake went out to hunt once more while trying to remove the queasy feeling he felt due to yesterday’s incident. While hunting him had seen armed men constantly moving about anxiously while holding red medallions in their hands. While hunting he ran into two men holding the same medallion. As soon as the men saw drake the medallions started glowing. The both of them started whispering to each other.
‘’This is the guy who killed young master he seems to be quite young’’
The both of them shattered their medallions and immediately tried to stall Drake in this place until the others got to this place. They immediately unsheathed their weapons. Drake had already started preparing himself the moment the medallions shined since knew what they were. They were blood tracking medallions which tracked the person whose blood was marked on them. In this case the traces of blood left by the men he killed and their objects were what were helping them.
The men were radiating killing intent as they quickly stabbed him with their weapons. Drake knew he had to finish things quickly as the other men would soon come to this spot he quickly used his eye ability and charged straight at them with his hand on Genesis and dodged their attacks and went behind them as he sheathed his sword.
‘’Infinite sword style- Quick Draw’’
Both the men fell down with their necks slit as blood splashed. He ran without looking back. He still felt very uncomfortable when killing people but he knew that mercy in battle would mean death when his opponents came at him with killing intent.
Drake named his swords man ship infinite sword style as he referenced many different sword techniques to start creating his own even though it only had one move as of now it had huge potential of growth.
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Drake was escaping with all his might when he heard shuffling behind him as he found men chasing him with an old man at front.
‘’brat if you stop I will give you a painless death otherwise I will torture you until you regret being born’’
The old man was catching up to him and drake felt the strength of the man and knew he was definitely stronger than himself. He pushed himself harder and jumped off the branch he was on onto the ground after that he kicked off the tree on his left and shot for the area he had met the bear. It was as strong as a channel opened warrior or junior mage. He suddenly felt a chill on his back and tried to dodge but failed as an arrow hit him on the shoulder.
Drake hissed’’hisssss~’’ in pain as he pulled out the arrow while running and threw it to the side but this incident allowed the old man to close up the distance and was only 10 m away from him. He soon saw the fruit tree and also the bear under it he rushed forward without hesitation as soon as he got closer he felt the bear wake up as it charged at him he dodged and continued towards the tree while the old man got entangled with the bear. Drake took the fruit which was golden in colour and rushed into the forest while taking out the space ring he got from the young man and removing everything in while he felt a little sad at losing the ring he still crushed it. As he did this the old man who was battling immediately sensed it and became immensely enraged and the bear was a little bit stronger than him and had injured him quite badly before he could kill it.
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He shouted toward the sky - ‘’brat no one has ever escaped from the red blood bandits, men seal up this entire area and kill anybody who tries to exit the forest’’
‘’but sir we don’t have enough man power we only have 50 men in our group’’
‘’Then recruit more we recently got a good haul didn’t we’’
‘’Yes sir!!’’ they quickly set up camp.
Drake was still running and only stopped after 10 kms he was sweating profusely and his face had become pale due to losing blood he removed his coat and quickly pulled out a vial of medicament he made in the cave and poured it onto his wound. He felt a burning sensation on his wound as his bleeding stopped. He thought ’’old man you just wait once I will send you to hell and repay what you have done to me it was your son that tried to kill me first’’ he felt the wound start closing up as he tried to move his force he as immediately surprised at the affect of his force to heal his injury.
He then started looking at his surroundings and knew that he had entered the inner reaches of violent beast mountain range and in his condition he would not survive the night if he did not find shelter. He felt incredibly tired as he walked forward while using a branch as support he soon found a huge tree which had a hollow which could keep him away from the ground and hide him it was already twilight as he climbed the tree and sprinkled the beast repelling powder on the ground. He then made himself comfortable in the hollow. And immediately fell asleep due to exhaustion and fatigue.
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