THE BATTLE OF 1000 SPIRITS

CHAPTER 39: NOT EXPECTED

Myro and Mili simply could not see anything that was happening in the ball of darkness, but they can still hear all the voices of Jirfa and her father so they more or less know what happened: her father started trying to snatch Jirfa's body.

"Sir, I think it's time to start killing them. If his father managed to snatch Jirfa's body, things would become even more troublesome. However I had fought his father head-on, his strength was many times over Jirfa. No matter what happens, we can't let him get his body. It's not that I can't beat him if he succeeds, but there's a chance that I'll lose as well" Mili said cautiously, after all, until now he still has a reason why he has not used his full strength. If he did not use his full strength, Mili was less sure he could defeat Jirfa's father "Therefore, who would kill him? If you mind having to kill a woman, I don't mind doing it. After all, master is indeed a soldier, but I feel that master is a bit like a Knight with a spirit of justice".

"Like a Knight huh?", muttered Myro a little surprised because in the Barga Kingdom he used to be famous as a cold-blooded killer by the people of Talem Kingdom, he was known as a cold-blooded killer, except for only 1 person who said he also looks like a Knight, just like Mili said earlier "I was also a cold-blooded killer, not much different from Jirfa and his father, as Mili said earlier, but someone really made me change. A warrior who fought life and death on the battlefield for decades was transformed by a young woman who had never even seen the world? Even so, I still will not hand over the task of killing my enemies to others, after all since the beginning of the fight in the beginning then I am ready to make my hands covered with blood".

Myro walked up to pick up his spear that was thrown during the fight earlier, he walked closer to the ball of darkness without any hesitation.

Mili looked at Myro who continued to step forward towards the ball of darkness with firm steps before muttering "That's why I say you're like a knight, even now though you still think of me as a young woman who needs to be protected to the point of refusing to make me kill Jirfa and make my hands full of blood, even though you yourself know how bloody I was in the past. Well, I guess because of his Knight-like nature, I decided to acknowledge him as my master".

Mili muttered in a small voice so that Myro did not hear anything he said, especially now that all of Myro's attention was on the dark ball.

Breathing out, Myro stood in front of the ball of darkness while holding his spear firmly "This is the battlefield, the victor will stay alive while the loser will be killed, so don't blame me".

Myro who was looking for Jirfa in the dark ball finally decided on a location, Myro realized it not from looking at Jirfa's position in the dark ball but he listened to their voices and guessed the direction where they were.

After being convinced of Jirfa's position, Myro decided to attack. But while swinging his spear and ice power began to flow throughout the spear, Myro stopped as a result of hearing the conversation between Jirfa and his father.

Behind the ball of darkness, Myro heard Jirfa's voice full of pain "Dad, why? Has Jirfa not been good enough? Has Jirfa failed to become a child? Did Jirfa make a mistake that made you angry?".

Myro actually heard the intense pain from Jirfa's voice, however he was physically ill where his body was being seized and soul because the father he believed apparently had only been taking care of himself as a container.

Jirfa's father's cold voice sounded "Wrong? You are not at all wrong Jirfa, even you are a good boy. But from the beginning neither I nor my mother expected anything from you, we did not expect you to be our son but from the beginning we had expected you to be a substitute for me to live on. So you are not wrong but from the beginning we did not expect you to be our son, our hope is that you become the right container for me, now you have done your duty well, dad's really happy".

Myro completely stopped his spear because Jirfa's father's words reminded Myro of his past, rather it was Myro's own father and mother.

.....

Even during the day, he was drinking liquor until drunk without caring about the surrounding conditions.

While he was busy drinking liquor, a boy of about 5 years old walked over with money in his hand "Dad, look! I brought more money this time, there were many people who gave me more money than before, with this dad could buy more food than carefully before".

The man immediately stopped drinking liquor on his glass bottle, he stared at the money in the child's hand before throwing his glass bottle full of anger into the head of Myro "Myro Aras, which was the only one in the world, Stupid boy, how many times have I told you not to call me dad! Besides the money you brought is still not enough, I can't drink enough with that money! You useless child, since the beginning neither I nor your mother expected to give birth to you at all. Even your mother left me and you left with another man, from the beginning your existence was not expected by us".

As a result of throwing bottles on his head, Myro certainly fell to the ground with a bloody head.

As a 5-year-old child, Myro certainly immediately cried due to the incident.

But his father ignored Myro's cries, he took the money that fell to the ground before kicking Myro once and walked away "In addition to crying, is there nothing else you can do? Instead of crying like that, go find money! With this kind of money, I can only buy a bottle of wine!".

His father left without noticing Myro who kept crying. Unknown how long time had passed, Myro stood up from the ground, wiping off a trail of tears on his face before leaving to make money again as he had no one but his father.

.....

At the age of 7, the entire city where Myro was located was destroyed or pyn burned.

Myro was sitting with the wall of the house behind him, there was a lot of blood all over Myro's body as well as his right hand was removed from his body, a Talem Kingdom warrior who invaded this city slashed at Myro's right hand without hesitation no matter if he was a child or not.

Myro looked at his father's body lying on the ground not far from there, there was a lot of blood on his body as well as most likely already dead.

Sighing, Myro gazed towards the dark sky due to the smoke from the burning city "Why have I never experienced any happiness or luck since I lived? No, rather what you said might be true, from the very beginning I was not something that was expected to exist in this world, therefore my life has always been bad luck".

Myro who was slowly losing his consciousness only heard the voice of an unknown person "Here, there was a child still alive but the wound was quite heavy! If not treated immediately, he may die! Quick, call a healing group".