《Re:Asura》Chapter 39: Breaking Curfew
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In Asura's room, the golden rays of light that seeped through the window had turned dark blue, with the shadow of Asura's silhouette projected onto the white wall. The sitting Asura had been in the meditative position for an entire day. Twelve hours. That was equivalent to spending a year in the 'Origin of Life'.
"Master, quick!"
"I know," Asura laughed in his head, quickly tucking himself under the soft white blankets.
Earlier, in the 'Origin of Life', Choronzon was teaching Asura a Demon's Technique when he detected a presence approaching outside of Asura's room, and was afraid that it was someone who was dropping by to check on Asura. It would have seemed suspicious for a 12 year old to be awake at this time of the night, even if he seemed to be cultivating his mana.
The wooden door creaked open, and Asura could hear the wooden planked floor creak, as if someone was tip toeing. Just in case it was an assassin sent by Nilfim or Ho'Vah, Asura had stealthily formed a black dagger in his right hand, and he had also reinforced his body to the maximum of what his body could handle, causing his body to reach the boundaries of a 7th Level Warrior's.
Every time Asura's level as a Magus increases, the effect his mana has on his body also increases. Now that Asura was a 5th Level Magus, he could reinforce himself even more than before.
"Master, you're breathing hard," Choronzon whispered in Asura's mind. "Calm down."
"Oh."
Breathe in... Breath out... Breathe in... Breathe out...
Asura's reinforced ears could now pick up the sounds of the person that had snuck into Asura's room. The sounds of the breathing came just right in front of Asura's bed, which was facing towards the wooden door. Asura increased the grip he had on the black dagger, ready to strike if he detected even a single bit of danger.
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"Psst... Wake up..."
A soft hand tapped Asura's feet, but he continued to pretend to be asleep.
"Dude, I know you're awake, the blood lust is literally pouring out of you, man."
Damn.
Peeking out of the corner of his eye, Asura saw that it was Khara. Letting out a breath, Asura allowed the black dagger to slowly revert into its gaseous state before seeping back into Asura's hand.
Wait, why is he dressed like a ninja?
From neck to toe, Khara was completely in black, with a black bandanna tied around his neck.
"What are you doing?" Asura whispered.
"I'm breaking curfew, what else?" Khara grinned mischievously, and Asura instantly knew he was up to no good.
Seeing Asura's confused look, he continued, "You see, the city guards are mostly 3rd Level Warriors. If the murderer strikes again, how are they going to capture the murderer? Don't worry, with the two of us versus the murderer, we should be safe, even if the murderer is an 8th Level Warrior."
"Are you mad? You're only a 6th Level Warrior, how are you even going to fight against someone who can fly in the air?" Asura whispered, before realizing something. "Wait what? Two of us?"
"Yeah. You and me," Khara smirked, pointing towards Asura and then back at himself before giving a thumbs-up. Asura didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Fine, I'll come with you," Asura sighed, worrying about his friend's mental state. Khara's eyes were full of excitement and determination, and Asura doubted that he would be able to talk Khara out of it.
"Here you go, change into these," Khara tossed a set of black garments that he had been holding in his left hand the whole time.
As Asura caught the set of black garments, he instantly noticed that the black garments were not ordinary. The thin black fabric seemed to be as tough as steel, yet it was also as flexible as rubber. The black cloth seemed to blend in perfectly within the shadow that Asura's head had projected over it.
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Looking back at Khara, Asura asked, "Khara, where did you get this?"
"Eh, it's a secret. Hurry and change, I'll wait for you outside," Khara whispered back before tip toeing out of the wooden door, closing it as he left.
Asura quickly removed the contents of his robe - a bronze rectangular token, three scrolls, a circular token with the logo of Blackfire and a jade ring.
Even if an 8th Level Warrior comes out, I should be able to protect myself with the Demon's Avatar. Yep, no problem at all.
[Author's Note: Well, here's the last chapter for the day! Imma head to bed now. Enjoy!]
P.S. But first, let me check for manga and novel updates....
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