The Dark Slayer's

[S2] Chapter 1 part 2

No need to panic, it will be fine.

I raised both hands, then took a few steps back. The hooded young man was still approaching, I had no idea what he wanted.

"Do you want what?" my question, while continuing to retreat.

The young man snorted and stepped back. He seems tired of seeing my actions. Without saying a word, he walked back north, as if he had never seen me.

"Let's go!" The young man ordered his followers to follow him.

Strange man, why is he acting like that? I thought he was going to do something to me. Very disconcerting. However, I am not stupid, he must have had another purpose in letting go of me.

Ah come on, I'd better find a place to rest tonight.

Immediately I went north, but passed another way. It is actually very easy to follow the teenagers. However, that determination immediately foundered when thinking about what happened if discovered.

"I hope I don't see them again." My steps suddenly came to a halt when I remembered something. "Maybe they can be used."

A big smile starts the footsteps. Now, I'm looking forward to the time when my eyes can see the next thing.

As time passed, the cold air at night grew. I filled the gun with the appropriate bullets, then sat under a tree. I loosened my body and held a long rifle over my lap.

"I don't think I can sleep well tonight."

It is very dangerous to sleep soundly in this precarious situation. Not getting enough sleep is also a problem. Really troublesome. If I still had a partner, things would be different.

Oh, come on, I better get some sleep.

My eyes closed, and I fell asleep.

***

At the same time, the teenagers who were following the hooded young man began to be confused to see their chairman let go of Leon just like that. Moments later, a burly, white-colored young man, with short blond hair, walked up to the hooded young man.

"Why did you just let go?" The blond-haired youth said with his tone raised to the hooded young man.

Not wanting to pierce the question posed to him, the hooded young man still continued walking without any intention to stop.

Fed up of the noise, the hooded young man finally stopped. He pulled a black pistol from behind his clothes with his left hand, then pointed it at the blond young man. "If you ask again." The young man threw a cold look. "Then you're gonna die."

Battering, the blonde-haired youth was unable to move his body. All his body shook, the sharp gaze of the person in front of him made the blond haired youth unable to shift.

As if nothing had happened, the hooded young man put his gun behind his clothes, then walked over. The young man did not emit any expression on his face, he only wore a flat face, so the contents of his mind were difficult to guess.

"Based on a monster," muttered the blond-haired youth, as the person he was talking to had left.

Slowly, the horde of teenagers started walking again, ignoring the blond young man who was still fixedly.

***

The bright sunlight, began the beautiful day at that time. I stretched the muscles of the body, then took a deep breath, feeling the fresh air. "I didn't think I could sleep well."

I prepare my body to start the day, my legs step forward slowly. A moment later, the hunger was haunting.

"Well, what should I fill my stomach with?" For a moment, the steps came to a halt, eyes glaring around, looking for something. "Well, why don't the trees here have holes? Geez, will it or not, like the only way is to hunt."

Sighing heavily, I walked back, hoping to find a miracle.

The sound of mosquitoes echoing in my ears, I was so sick of hearing it. However, nothing can be done to overcome it. Snorting in exasperation, these hands continued clapping in the hope that the annoying mosquitoes could die.

"Haah, haah, haah. Why haven't I found food yet? The sun was getting higher, and hunger was haunting. Haah, it seems like I really should hunt."

Suddenly, I remembered something. After a slight jolt, my eyes immediately glanced at the left arm. As per the calculations, the snake tattoo is black, still attached there.

Head up, staring at the bright blue sky with a hint of clouds. Raga felt the freshness of the wind that hit, the mind that had been chaotic, somehow able to calm down.

The scattered leaves were dragged away by the wind, a small smile, suddenly plastered clearly on my face. The heart is so calm, as if waiting to see the future.

"Everything doesn't always go smoothly, but that's what colors life."

Strange, for the first time, I smiled cheerfully as I thought about the future. I look forward to things that were not expected before. Meeting new people, restarting everything.

Hands clenched, heads bowed. What I am waiting for is the moment where all my goals are achieved. It doesn't matter if you have to dirty your hands and be a jerk. The most important thing is; the purpose.