A Little Desire Of Anti - Hero

Arc I - Chapter 37: The Bandits - 2

The rustling of the leaves sounded as a black-clothed person from head to toe broke through the bush. Making sure no one followed him, he ran without making any noise and immediately headed towards the group that had been waiting for him.

The group of more than twenty people was hiding, there was no lighting whatsoever be it a bonfire or torch in the group, leaving a shadow of the veil of the night freely in that place.

Not only was the newly returned person wearing a full-body black outfit, but everyone in the group. Especially the part of the face that only shows two eyes as a sense of direction, as if they are trying to hide their identity, do not want others to know who they really are.

“All ready!” report the newly returned person to the man in front of him who has a large body stature sangar, most likely the leader of this group.

The man nodded, looking at all the members who had finished with their respective preparations, he ordered, “Everything is ready for the position!”

“Ya, Second Boss!”

Hearing this call, the second boss of —Heran— felt somewhat disturbed by the words of his subordinates. Although he did bear the position of vice-chairman in this large group, but the second call left a sense of unease on him.

Aston shook his head trying to expel those thoughts from within him. If not for the leader of this group being his elder brother, perhaps he would only be an ordinary member in this group, considering he was only at the level of a level 8 silver power.

Even Wonder realized that he was weaker than the surrounding subordinates who had power levels ranging between gold levels level 1-3.

However, they would not dare to be disrespectful to him due to the position and temperament of his elder brother .

In accordance with the commands that had been given, the group started to move slowly and settles down. Aided by the anti-detection magic released by one of the members, the slightest sounds caused by the movement of this group were muted unceremoniously.

The member who walks ahead —one who is an expert in detection— raises his hand, signaling the group to stop. Seeing this everyone in the group began to hide in the darkness of the forest night, along with dark clothes and lack of illumination, this group managed to blend themselves with the surrounding environment almost perfectly if not considered further or adequate lighting.

Drap Drap Drap Drap

The sound of steps rhyming sounded. One of the members tried to calculate the sound of the step, estimating the distance between the figure of the owner of the sound of this step with their group was still quite far, and the distance between the figure of the owner of the sound of the step and their group was still quite far, he signaled to Heran to hide considering his ability was the lowest here.

As the distance between them and the owner of the sound of the move drew closer, the hands of the group members had long been attached to the weapons they used.

Shortly after, a black-haired young man who was the owner of the voice of the step revealed himself. Accompanied by the moonlight that broke through the gaps of lush foliage, he was seen walking straight ahead naturally and relaxed, neither rushing nor sinking. Even the way he walked had brought a certain aesthetic as if he was not aware of the existence of this group at all.

The member smiled seeing that the young man in front of him did not move at all, feeling that the decision he had taken was right.

However, the dagger would never reach the young man's neck.

“Arrgghh!” the member screams at the pain that is now spreading, a scream that penetrates the darkness of the night veil.

The member's hand had fallen off, cut off from his body without him ever noticing. The disguise he was doing was revealed, he was now rolling around on the ground holding one of his severed hands.

Glancing for a moment at the person who wanted to attack him, the young man's eyes stared coldly through the bones, as if he had seen his enemy naked. Looking back ahead, the young man walked a few steps before stopping and combing around with his gaze.

“You guys come out, I know you guys are hiding here,” said the young man calmly and clearly, making a message without any tone or emotion in it It was conveyed in the ears of the group.

The members in the group inhaled a cold breath, they still dared not come out comfortable with the hiding place they chose. The real reason was of course because they did not want to have the same fate as the previous unfortunate members.

All of that because everyone in this group no one could see how the sword in the young man's hand was moving, there was not a hint of wind accompanying the moment the move was taken by the young man.

Each member of the group grew increasingly shaken, hoping that the young man would only bully to find out if there were still people who wanted to attack him other than the unfortunate member.

Not hearing a single answer to the other party's desired move, the young man took a breath before saying, “Then, don't blame me for moving first.”

Disappearing, right after the young man finished saying so, he disappeared along with the gentle caress of the night wind. The group was about to take a sigh of relief, but something immediately stopped the relief they felt.

“Arrgghh,” screams back heard, red liquid stains spilled onto the ground along with a fishy smell that immediately pierced the ears.

Reversing his body, the young man turned his gaze to the members of the group who were near his position, making the members drenched in cold sweat pouring down heavily.

“Kan told you, don't blame me if it moves first.”