Four Eyes Swordsman

#2. Is This the End?

Three days have passed. They gave me no food at all. Only water in the bowl. My body is now completely limp.

Belly whimpering. "Dap, dap, dap." Familiar footsteps. The group of soldiers berseragrammed a number of five people.

The cell door opened. Two people shrugged my shoulders. Another one was fiddling the chain on the necklace. Unsealed. Put it back into the chain it was holding.

The other two men prepared to be on alert, while aiming a long-barreled shotgun of the first world war era.

That way I was escorted and led out. Passing through the prison hallway. There were a lot of left and right voices along through the hallway. I don't care. Dizziness and hunger.

At the end of the hall. The stairs to the surface. Slope Formation. Me and one guy hold my chain in the middle. Two guys in the back. Two people in front. Each carried a long gun except for the chain holder.

All the weapons were directed at me. Both from the front and back. They're overreacting. It's what I can do.

I smiled, laughing at my current situation. Their faces were frightened. Their foreheads are sweating. Be more alert and keep a little distance.

At the end of the stairs. Out of the building. So glare. A little sore in my eyes. I haven't seen the outside world for a long time. It looks like it's still morning.

They keep on gushing me. Enter a fairly large horse carriage. Four horses. Sitting in a row facing two armed men on my left-right side. In front of me the chain holder and two others. I sat staring at the train floor.

"Where are we now?" With a feeble voice. I asked.

There's no answer. I looked to the left. The guard simply stared at the friend in front of him without batting an eye. I looked to the right of her reaction as well. I bowed my head again.

"Husso.." Breathing a sigh of relief from all of them. Wonderful but I can't do anything either. Maybe after this I can get some clarity.

Less than half a day's journey. We finally got to the middle of town. Judging from the existence of a magnificent palace in the middle of the city. I think it's the capital. I was led out. The downtown plaza. My gaze continued to bow, so I did not know what awaited me.

Slowly I was led through many people gathered. I don't know why it feels so crowded here. Is the capital always this way? Keep walking.to the center of the plaza. I stopped after seeing a ladder. Looking ahead.

A large wooden stage with a Pancung Pole in the middle. I realized immediately what was going to happen.

"aaa... No.." - No..." Scream as loud as possible. Screeching voice. Everyone present closed their ears. One of the guards spontaneously shot one of my legs.

It hurt so bad, immediately turned around to run. In the heart of fear. I was so scared that I could do anything. "Creng" The sound of the chains that tied me up. Drawn by the chain holder. Maybe because of the overwhelming fear I pulled him, even though his neck was suffocated.

People around are moving away. Unsettled. However, it remained there as if they did not want to miss the chance to see my execution. Even if I have only one leg I can stand. Counteracts. Like a sacrificial goat that wants to run away from slaughter.

Two guards approached. Immediately I swung the iron beam in my hand. Make them keep their distance from me. In the middle of my fight.

"Dor" From the stage an officer shot me in the leg. "Bruk" fell backwards as a result of the pull of chains from the guards.

"Args... No!!! What are you guys doing to me?!" I screamed loudly. The guards dragged me. To the pole. I'm already exhausted. My hands and head were placed on the pole. Locked. Energies depleted. Heavy breath. The blood on both my legs keeps seeping through my pants.

The man who shot me stood a meter in front of me. In front of the crowd. The atmosphere is crowded. Take the position of the speech.

"In front of you right now is the Green Mountain Monster. A figure who attacks and destroys villages, cities, and border walls just for fun." While pointing at me.

"The destruction of the border wall caused an insurmountable monster attack. So that led to the Monter attack incident two years ago" While raising his hand up, Clenching tightly.

The faces of the people turned angry. There was a sad sobbing, a sharp look towards me who was stuck at the beheading pole.

"What the fuck?! I don't know anything about the assault or anything you said!!!" I shouted out in protest.

"Duk, Plaque, Duk." A few shots of the executioner to my head. Be ill. Dizziness. Enough to keep me quiet.

"As you can see for yourself. He even dared to deny it. I don't feel guilty at all." While wiping away tears.

"I'll tell you all. It took more than three battalions to capture him. And sadly none of them survived." While bowing his face, displaying a sad face.

"Let's pray for a moment for those who have fallen on the battlefield" bowed their heads again. The crowd of people listening to him.

"Alright without lingering again let's start exe..." Duars. The fountain pole exploded.stabbing the wooden stage. Throwing the executioner and everyone standing on it. Everybody is running.

The guards who had been thrown immediately stood around the smoke from the explosion. The officer immediately ordered to check into the smoke. They approach slowly to the puff of smoke.

The smoke began to fade. They approach slowly. The silhouette of an upright shadow stood in the middle. They're getting more alert. Lifting and aiming the weapon towards the black silhouette.

The wind slowly cleared the smoke. They stayed a meter away as the smoke grew thinner and the view became clearer. After a clear view. Clearly standing in the middle of them was a knife stuck vertically.

Realizing I wasn't there they immediately turned around. Gets left-right. There's no trace. Missing. They're lowering the guns.

The officer appeared to be riding. "Reply, report to the center! NOW!!!" Shouting at his subordinates.

Then they ran away from the location. The officer rode on a black horse. Go leave the location.

Without them knowing. Next to the knife that was caught. I'm prone. My mouth was silenced by the cold hand of a woman. They just left us?

He's carrying me. It is true that my body is thin and lighter than the average normal weight. But still it is heavy. And she was so easy to carry me around like a baby.

Surprisingly no one noticed us. Walk towards the city hallway. Honestly, this is embarrassing. A real man is like being carried by a beautiful woman like her. Moreover, my body often touches his chest.

It felt like dying was so shameful but he didn't care about it. Keep carrying me down the hallway. I was about to ask.

"Please don't ask me anything now. We're almost there." Not yet out my voice. He forbade me to ask. So I decided not to ask first. Just hope it's not a bad thing that's gonna happen.

My body's limp. Dizziness. My eyes began to blur. Slowly everything went dark. The last time I saw his face looking straight ahead. "It's so pretty" smiling, closing my eyes. Dying in the support of a beautiful woman I don't think is bad either.