《Survival Story Of A Swordsman In A Post-Apocalyptic World》Chapter 9
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"Having fun aren't we?" A faint hoarse voice sounded in the room.
"Who are you? Show yourself!" Alexander who's currently alone in the room shouted.
"Your guilt. Your emotions! Your secrets… I'm keeping them… for you…" It once again spoke. Although the speaker wasn't seen.
"What are your intentions!" The typical smile on Alexander's face faded and eventually became so serious as if he was a different person.
"No… It's still not the time… You… have yet… to know about it…" And the voice finally disappeared.
"Who are you! You're invading my mind so you must be powerful! Show yourself!" After a moment of silence, there was no response. "Fine… I'll find you." He closed his eyes and began to concentrate to find the attacker by the remnants of magic that has been used to invade his mind but to no avail.
"What's wrong with you Alexander?" A female voice sounded behind the closed door.
"Z-Zoe?" He responded with a distressed look on his face.
"Yeah. I wanna check on you since you were injured a moment ago? Is someone there with you?"
"No… you can… enter."
A girl of the same age entered, with a petite body and purple hair and eyes previously seen alongside the same room as Hector when they discussed about Alexander not a while ago. "Oh. You were shouting a moment ago. Were you dreaming?"
"Uh… no… maybe hallucinations, although I don't know how it could have possibly occurred."
"Really? How are you feeling then?" She asked with a worried expression.
"Yeah… I'm okay now."
"You shouldn't have gone outside to fight those things in the first place!"
"Then who would? Besides. They're getting so near the village."
"But the dome can hold out for a while for the soldiers to arrive."
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"You know our dome is not that strong. I just want to buy some time at least. That's why I got outside. I… just can't risk everybody being hurt."
"Just remember. You're not a hero or anything. Just a simple human being like us. You don't have to act heroically in such times. Stop watching anime!"
"Gah…! Y-you really had to say that?"
"Haha. Yeah. Also. Takeshi is quite worried. We're friends, so of course, we are worried about you. Okay, I'll leave. I just checked up on you anyways.
"Thanks for the concern. You should tell Takeshi about your feelings too, haha." He said before her hand grasps the door.
"Shh! You dare say that again and I'll put a bullet on your head! You dummy!" She shouted when turning around angrily.
"Hahaha! Okay, scary, flat miss."
"You dare call me that?!"
"Uh! My bad. Hehe." He replied whilst scratching his head.
Zoe storms out in anger while threatening. "You dare tell that to others and you'll be dead!" And banging the door after she goes.
Alexander sighed deeply. "She's such a tsundere."
Moments soon. Souji entered. He has already changed his clothes to a plain white T-shirt and red shorts while keeping his incredibly long hair tied into a ponytail.
"These things feel good to wear. Thank you for these mister."
"Not at all. All right then, I'll go. I have things to do as the head of this village."
"Okay, mister."
And Hector left them alone once again.
"What more do you want from me? I assume I already told you everything you asked."
"Hey. I'm not accustomed here I don't know where to go. Where do you think I have to go other than you?"
"Oh. Understandable. But you ought to go out. Don't worry. I don't think they would be still hostile now that grandpa talked to them. I can't go out here yet, ya know."
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"I'll just stay here then."
"Ah! Just watch videos! So that you won't be bored. Well… documentaries maybe about this place?" The holographic screen once again appeared. On the homepage of the search engine are news articles and many things. "Oh! 'A new face in modeling is on the rise!' Wow… she looks so pretty! Wasn't she, Souji?!" As they look at an extremely beautiful, white-haired girl's photo on the screen, wearing an exquisitely designed white dress in a sexy pose.
"Uh… I don't know."
"Hey. I'm fine with you not knowing about this place, but girls? Come on, man."
"What's wrong with me not knowing a thing about girls? Is it that important?"
"Of course it is! Here, take a good look at her!" As Alexander began shoving the screen towards Souji's face.
"Yeah, yeah! I get it! Stop it. Fuck!" Souji expressed with his teeth gritted and clearly is angry and Alexander quickly stopped as he pulled back the screen.
"Oh… Sorry, haha."
"Wait. That girl is kind of familiar."
"Really?"
"Well… she does look like my former friend. I have a really bad memory so I don't quite remember how she looks like though. All I remember is her long white hair similar to this person."
"Really? Oh… that's an incredible coincidence."
"Yeah. But whatever. Just show me what you wanted to show, that video thing…"
"Oh, yeah." He then began typing and on a streaming platform. They began watching.
Meanwhile. In an exquisitely designed interior of a castle. A boy in his teens marches forward angrily. Each of his stomps has been banging loudly in the silent corridor. Moments later. He appeared before a huge door. Without knocking, he opened it as if having no courtesy for the only person inside.
"Father!" He shouted angrily.
"Apollo... What's my prince doing here? Weren't you supposed to be training?" The man calmly replied.
"That's not the issue here, father."
"Then what is it, my son?"
"Our people! They're being oppressed!"
"My son. I get it. But you know that we don't have the ability to stop it. The nobles are beyond our control. They're simply trying to get us in their traps. We talked about these things, didn't we? They're just trying to set us up to seize our power."
"Then… What's the use of us being the monarchs?!"
"You're still too naive for this. You'll learn about it soon when you succeed me as the King."
"Those goddamn nobles! They're ruining everything! They are evil! I even lost the friend I hold dear because of one of them! Father! Can we really do nothing against them or you're simply scared? I even lost Emilia…"
The father then approached and put a hand on his son's shoulder. "Son. I told you. I'm finding Emilia to the best I can. I promised you, didn't I? I will find her. Just be patient. I know you have a strong sense of justice, and with the information going through you. You know things that had been happening around the kingdom whether good or bad. I promise. We'll eradicate these corrupt people later on."
"Please. Don't promise something you can't do." As he turned his back to leave. "Just why don't… more people fight against these scums like before. He added before leaving with a saddened face.
Seeing this. The father frowned while cursing. "Just wait, you nobles. We'll have our moment to get back on you."
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