《Survival Story Of A Swordsman In A Post-Apocalyptic World》Chapter 14
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A day had passed since the battle and all are well and smoothly working as intended. The landscape had been fixed to at least a pleasurable degree thanks to Johan's ability to manipulate the earth.
At the time when the explosion happened. All the crops, animals, and the whole field have been pulverized. But since they saved a portion of those things. They simply have to start all over again. This time, with no guns pointing at them.
The family of the lord of this land is taken custody of by the people and kept safe and well. They are grieving and sad for their loss but trying to get by and distract themselves with the help of those that caused such grief. The wife although saddened has been trying her best to distract her sons from their father's absence while the daughter, as of currently has been in a room with her father's corpse and weeping.
Moments later as she's mourning. Yohan entered with a tray of food.
"Why are you here?" She said with a voice full of resentment.
"You haven't eaten since yesterday. And also. I heard it is your birthday today, congrats." Yohan said with a calm voice.
He walked forward to her, put down the tray onto the floor, and sits in seiza position.
"I don't need that." She replied with anger.
"You see… I only have grudge against your father. Not you or any of your other family members. I might have done a grave sin against you but I simply did what has to be done. But whether you forgive me or not is up to you."
"Of course I wouldn't forgive you. None of us will!"
"I know. But know that I'm very sorry for what I did. Well. Let me ask your name first." His voice changed into a little excited when he asked. "At least let me know your name. I don't have any bad intentions. I won't hurt you or anything."
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"Mary." She mumbled. Her long, yellow hair and eyes as she said that immediately captivated Yohan.
"Nice name. But still, you have to eat."
"I won't eat that. Not from somebody like you."
"You'll die from starvation."
"I don't care."
"Hey. I took your happiness. So it's only right to give you something new."
"Huh?! Just get out of here alright? I don't want to see you! Get this food away! I don't want that!"
"But this is your favorite. Fried chicken, wasn't it?"
"Just get out of my sight!" She then picked up the tray and threw it across the room.
"I cooked that..."
"Why do I care?!" She screamed as she turned herself towards Yohan
"Fine. If I can't talk to you nicely. I'll stop. But first. I want to know. How far will you go for your hatred against me? Will you want to attain the power to kill me personally? Or have others do it for you?" Yohan's voice suddenly became as cold as ice. However. Mary's burning hatred is unfazed by that at all.
"I will kill you personally! I'll come back here after I got the power necessary and kill you on my own!"
"Too bad. That won't happen. It won't work even if you were to be a few levels higher than now. I'll always be superior to you."
"You can't say that so easily! I promise you! I'll kill you someday!"
"Okay. Get stronger. I'll wait." He then gently grabbed her chin and kissed her gently. At that moment her mind went blank. When she regained herself, she blushed lightly and saw that Yohan is already by the door. "Oh, I'll have someone bring you food later. Please don't throw a tantrum again or you'll die of hunger." After finishing his words he hastily left with a cold expression on his face.
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Back at the village.
The trees are shattered and cuts are made everywhere. It was evident that a fight is happening, however. Not a serious one.
"What's the matter? Giving up already?" Souji casually said whilst holding his sword without bothering to get his guard up. He looks so neat with no visible sweat anywhere on his face.
"No, I'm not…" Takeshi replied and continued panting for a few more seconds while drenched in sweat all over. He holds a sword in his right hand and sparks of lightning continuously appeared on his body at random intervals. He picked himself up and a sword made of lightning magic manifested on his left hand and dashed towards Souji. The two exchanged blows and even though Takeshi uses two blades. Souji is fast enough to intercept both separately.
Their blades clashed but Takeshi could not land a good hit whatsoever and is being thrashed around by Souji. The two met yesterday when Souji's given a tour by Alexander around the village when he could properly get up and walk. Takeshi was away when the monsters attacked and hastily goes back to the village to help but it was finished. Seeing that Souji's carrying a sword. Takeshi asked if he's a good swordsman and asked if Souji could help train him as nobody in the village could help him hone his swordsmanship and paying someone to do so is very expensive and hence the current scene as of the moment.
Yesterday too was when the group of soldiers gave the Alpha monster's corpse to them and the chief is currently arranging for when it would be sold to help the village's expenses. However. That's not the only thing they did. They also took a sample of Souji's blood since they are having suspicions about him. They said that they have to conduct a blood test to prove that he's a human.
"Let's start all over again. You want to learn my technique? Then you better be prepared for a hell of a training." Souji smirked.
"I'm prepared. Souji." Takeshi's blue eyes narrowed and swiped back his blue slightly long hair.
The two continued their training and moments later they're finished.
Although Takehi is beaten up. It was not severe. He simply has a few bruises and slight cuts. Souji made sure to not hurt him too much during their session.
Takeshi fell on his knees while looking up at a tree branch where Souji"s sitting.
"It's… good. I learned a… few things from that."
"That's good then. Let's end it for today. But let me ask. Why do you want to learn my technique and get stronger?"
"I… want to kill the bastards that killed my father. Also. We're going to be soldiers in three months." Takeshi said with such hatred
"What? Why would you become one? Weren't these soldiers become fodders for monsters?"
"Not quite. We're not going to be soldiers right away. We're first going to a military academy where we would learn first and hone our abilities there. Those who died are simply unlucky."
"Alexander showed me many things yesterday. Indeed. This world is better than ours. But at the same time is worse. You people have to sacrifice and die to push back the inevitable force of destructions like these monsters. While in mine, we destroy ourselves and kill our brethren. Do you believe that I came from a different world?"
"Maybe. But these abilities of yours prove it more and more. You don't even need to have a suit to overpower me who uses one." Takeshi's eyes narrowed.
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