The Dark Slayer's
[S2] Chapter 3 Part 1
“I agree to be your partner.”
A series of words, which determine my path in the future, has been thrown out. The good or bad of tomorrow is now defined by that sentence. Indeed, I could have been betrayed for my own safety, but there was little chance that it would happen.
“I've expected you to answer like that, because the whip in my hand threatens your life very much.” The creature walked a step forward. “Why do you want to ally with me?”
Suspicion will definitely be in his mind, it would be bad for him if I became his ally just because I don't want to die now. However, I have a reason why I want to associate with him.
“It was very easy. I want to ally with you because I don't have any more partners. All my friends died as a result of monster attacks back then.”
“It looks like we both have poor luck.”
“It looks like so.”
Shortly after, I remembered something. “By the way, what's your name?”
“Jeez, I forgot that I haven't introduced myself. I'm Darwis. Nice to meet you, Leon.”
“It's nice to meet you too, Darwis.”
We shook hands for a while, then immediately took it off and sat under a tree. What a peaceful night without tension, I hope all this can last for a long time.
If you remember it again, this has been the number of times I expected it, and it always ends badly. Will it be the same tonight? Or maybe there is a miracle? Let's just wait for it to pass.
“Everything doesn't always end well, does it?”
“In fact, everything ended badly.” I approve.
Suddenly, the rustling sound of the bushes swaying, was heard by the ears. Quickly, I took the gun from behind my clothes, and stood up while glaring around. Nothing can be seen by the eye, except so many green plants that stretch.
The dervish that was on my right, also began to prepare with a whip in his hand. We became vigilant, when danger lurked. I pointed the gun forward, there was no one there. However, the hunch said that something was about to happen.
Not a bad or good hunch, it's a kind of intuition that says something is coming. It doesn't hurt to be alert because of this, does it?
I'm still glaring around, not hoping something will happen, but just to make sure. Seconds keep changing, nothing really happens. Only a rush of cold wind blew, adding to the coolness at night.
“Already.” The mongrel sat back under the tree. “Nothing will happen.”
Even though he had told me to be relaxed, I was still on my guard while observing the surrounding area. Suddenly, the eyes saw a shadow that flashed in the darkness of the night among the trees. The feet immediately stepped, crashing into the bushes that were in front.
“Where is he?”
The feet keep moving and keep increasing the speed. The shadow is getting further ahead. However, I still did not give up on chasing after him. While continuing to run, the left hand picked up the other gun that was behind the clothes. The long rifle was still strapped to the body, not yet used.
The sound of footsteps stepping on dry twigs and leaves, echoed in the ears. Eyes looking straight ahead in the direction of the end of the gun. The index finger is very ready to pull the trigger, but this self is still not willing to pull it.
Over and over, the figure of a person wearing a black robe, was clearly visible in the eyes. Before I could pull the trigger to shoot, the cloaked man suddenly threw something out of his hand. Instantly, a white light, radiated from the object to blind the eyes. Luckily, I blocked the light from getting into the sense of sight using both hands.
“Sial, he got away,” lamented, when the flash disappeared and this leg stopped.
Then, Darwis came from behind, and immediately patted my shoulder. “Who are you after that?”
He's fucking me, huh? How could I possibly know who that is.
“Only, someone with a cape.”
Without any further delay, I put the gun back under my clothes and then turned around. “Looks like we should take turns sleeping tonight.”
“You sure?”
If he did not explain in detail, the question must be related to trust. Who knows if one of us is a betrayer. However, I'm pretty sure that's not going to happen. The reason was simple, if he had intended to be a traitor, he might have bothered to bring me here.
Suddenly, this move stopped. I immediately thought to something, why does he seem so unwary? Shouldn't he have taken off all the weapons attached to my body, before finally deciding to negotiate. This made me even more afraid of the steel whip he had in his hand.
