Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter

Chapter 179 - Disappointed

"Lumayan," praised Pak Yai while crossing his hands behind his back.

"Izrail-san, we ..." Hiro took a step back and slightly bowed his body towards the old man.

Personal targets this time do not match the details of their mission. Yasin gave all the information he knew about Izrail, either while still active in the herd or the rumors he heard later. But it all turned out to be inaccurate and could prevent the miscalculation done by Chaos as it is today.

At first, by dispatching these four personnel, their team would be able to easily knock out their two targets. A young, inexperienced initiation stage fighter and an old initiation stage fighter who is in retirement. But reality said otherwise, with just two attacks, the Izrail had left two members of Chaos' elite team severely injured and even permanently injured. Without being helped by his students who now go nowhere.

Although Pak Yai was not as strong as a manifestation fighter who might be able to finish off as many initiation fighters attacking him, with his half-step manifestation ability, Pak Yai could easily defeat the four of them. Hiro and his three colleagues knew that.

Maybe the story will be different if the ten active members of Chaos come here and attack Pak Yai simultaneously. But now there are only four of them. They know and believe that they are fighting hopelessly for a victory. If they could leave this place with their lives still attached to their bodies, it would already be a miracle.

Not to mention when later they imagine the influence of the defects they experience due to injury this time. They will still be the initiating fighting wolves, but their strength will not be what it used to be.

Expecting Chaos to avenge them?

It was just an empty dream. Had Chaos known that Pak Yai was the target of them turned out to have abilities that could already be considered a half-step manifestation, Hiro was sure that Chaos would not have allowed the target's personal missions to be executed.

Half-step manifestation or often also called pseudo-manifestation is a special stage where a wolf fighter undergoes a transition from the initiation stage to the manifestation stage. They are caught between these two stages.

No organization is crazy enough to find trouble with fighters who can at any time fulfill their last steps and truly become a manifestation fighter.

"You're going to finish my son, aren't you?" asked Pak Yai with a smile with his hands kept behind his back after they all fell silent with their respective thoughts.

"We ..." Hiro could no longer continue his sentence.

Hiro very much hoped that the fighter with the nickname Izrail the Lifter would forgive them and release them. But, his pride as a fighter also could not accept that he had to beg forgiveness to Izrail.

Pak Yai glanced at Yasin and wiped the smile off his lips. To Hiro, or the other members of Chaos, Pak Yai considered them enemies, but from a long time ago, he had always respected his enemies and never humiliated them. Even when he is winning or winning.

Mr. Yai always thought that fate was what made them face to face on the battlefield as enemies, nothing more. They fought because they happened to have different beliefs, not because they hated each other and had to insult each other. That is what makes Mr. Yai always polite and respectful to his enemies.

But.

There was one thing that Mr. Yai hated the most from a long time ago, beyond his hatred for his enemies.

A traitor.

A member of the herd who has the heart to betray another member of his flock. Therefore, Mr. Yai could still give a smile to his enemy like he gave a smile to Hiro, but he would never be able to do that to Yasin.

"You came here to take my son's life, didn't you?" ask Mr. Yai towards Yasin.

Disappointment.

Yasin could guess why Izrail was disappointed. For in the presence of Izrail now stood a junior of the same flock and brought three initiatory stage fighters from other nations to besiege, gang up, and finish off Izrail's own son.

"Yasin, how could you possibly fall so far," complained Pak Yai with a question but uttered with a tone giving a statement.

Yasin. He did not expect that the senior he always respected and admired from afar, knew him and even knew his name.

"How's it?" yasin asked Pak Yai but continued his sentence as if swallowed by his tongue again.

"How do I know your name? That's how you mean?" asked Pak Yai with a flat face and still filled with disappointment.

"We, the fighters appointed to be commanders, besides being chosen from fighters with above-average abilities, are also appointed because we are typical people who are willing to sacrifice their lives for the sake of the herd."

"Would you if at all times before a battle, we commanders are obliged to remember your names and your dwellings."

"We commanders are also obliged to deliver the bodies of all the fighters who were under us and died on the battlefield to his family."

"Have you ever seen and heard the cries of our fellow families when they received the bodies of children, or husbands, or fathers stiffened?"

"That's why we, the commanders, always advance to the battlefield in the front row and leave it with the last line."

"That's all we do to make sure that no junior like you falls on the battlefield. We don't want to see or hear your family's cries."

"We are not Devils who like to slaughter the lives of our enemies for pleasure or pride."

"We are not valiant fighters who come forward and face enemies whose numbers exceed ours."

"We are just a bunch of fighters who are not strong enough to listen to the wails and cries of our junior family."

"And now, our junior, whom we once tried to protect his life with all his might. has now come looking for me to take my life and that of my family."

"Can you imagine how I feel right now?"

"And you're confused by such a trivial thing as how could I know your name? And I know more than just your name."

Yasin was speechless by a thousand languages upon hearing the words of his senior which now made him realize that the shadow he had all this time seen of how formidable the Commanders who had once fought valiantly and were drenched in blood in front of him and his colleagues it turns out to have a much deeper meaning than just being a Lifesaver on the battlefield.