Simon turned towards the now startled guards. After seeing Simon viciously kill their vice-commander while only a being a minor, they stood at there posts with terror, staring back and forth between Simon and Diovol"s detached head. Without even considering the idea of avenging their fallen brother, most of the guards looked away and pretended that the scene was of no importance, signalling their desire to keep away from further conflict. From the beginning, almost none of them even wanted to attack Simon since they already saw how he had virtually been dragged in to their mistress" chambers against his will.With expressions of pity, many of them honestly did not feel the hint of grudge. As guards, they are only a.s.signed to protect Malece, as for the matter of when she wrongs another party, they can only stand by and do their jobs. Truth be told, some of them even had children and felt some disgust to their mistress" actions towards the minor in front of them, but hid it well beneath their iron hard exterior.
"Does anyone else wish to settle their business with me?" Simon asked as he looked back to his former opponent. With the hostility in the room quickly halting, only one of the guards felt the need to step up. Being a relatively young guard that hadn"t witnessed the scene from earlier in the throne room, he held plenty of hatred for the devil that had just killed his vice-captain.
Without much context, the young guard believed that it was Simon who raped his mistress, causing the previous scene to play out. With his leader dead, the youthful guard could only stare at Simon with disgust in his eyes.
"Don"t. You are no match for him on your own. He is not necessarily in the wrong either." A more senior guard said as he place his arm in front of the young guard before the latter could move forward. With the current atmosphere of pure hate and anxiety, there was very little the senior guard could say to his junior for him to reconsider. It was obviously apparent that the young guard wished to settle his score with the youth in front of them.
With eyes like the wildfires of h.e.l.l, Simon stared at the approaching guard. Seemingly innocent to the ways of the world and probably also a pure virgin, the guard held himself high. Being a genius that ascended to the 5th rank only a 7 years after his adulthood ceremony, the guard could be considered to be one of amazing talents. Armed with the same armour as his predecessor and a sword that spanned a metre, the guard resolved himself for the fight.
"So you too wish to duel me? For what "righteous" reason? I have never even harmed my wife, so why do you attack?" Simon said with a mocking voice as he returned his four daggers to his position.
"You have killed my mentor! You have raped the Mistress! I WILL KILL YOU TO AVENGE THEM!" The young guard rushed towards Simon with the fury of a thousand tigers. With his blade in hand, the guard initiated his sword manoeuvres and attempted to use his devil technique.
"CRIMSON CRESCENT BLADE!" A large wave of crimson energy rushed towards Simon. Knowing that such an attack could easily rip apart his body if it hits him, Simon blinked to the side and positioned his daggers in 4 appropriate spots.
"Naive."
Simon blinked behind the rus.h.i.+ng guard with a dagger in his hand. As soon as the guard realised that Simon had flanked him, Simon had already moved for his own attack. With the ferocity of a feral animal, Simon plunged his dagger into the guard"s back, wounding him with indescribable amounts of pain. Of course this pain could not be compared to common pain of being burnt or stabbed, but this pain felt like the descriptions of h.e.l.l.
"Let me ask you a question. If you were forced to hand over your purity and your life to someone that you do not know nor love, for the sake of their desires; what would you think? Is it not selfish? Your vice-commander is rather foolish, he saw what happened to me and blamed me for it. He even referred to my wife with the undertones of fervent l.u.s.t, is that not punishable by death? And he attacked me to murder me, the master of all of you. As you should already know, this is punishable by death."
"What is gone is gone. Your mentor is dead, not by me, but by his own foolish actions. You did not care to properly inquire on the events of your very own charge, and now you have a blade embedded in your frail and weakly body. I may only be of the 4th rank, but my art far surpa.s.ses your by many steps. My body is also much more refined than yours. And now you have to ask yourself, why do you attack me? Well I can look into those stupid eyes and tell you right now."
"You wanted a promotion."
"Darv Kat, blinded by self righteousness at times, but had a heart of ambition. Using excuses to justify himself in everything he did, he would become hate by many. To satisfy his ego, he killed many that he thought to be evil, but in turn, he caused suffering. He was executed by my wife around 10 years from now. He is a hypocrite."
"You killed my mentor and raped my-"
"Saying it more doesn"t make it anymore true." Simon interrupted.
"As far as I can see, you are weak. You are also a fool, it won"t be a shame that you will die." Simon turned away as he applied some white paste on his horns before leaving. Seemingly having the four daggers in reserve for the entirety of the short fight, Simon finally recalled them, which made them take a peculiar path.
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The daggers appear right from behind the guard, piercing through his heart, lungs and his skull, returning to Simon"s energy reserves immediately afterwards.
"Oh my... I just killed him! Pfft... f***ing idiot. He should have already known the rules by now and follow the other guards" example. Anyways, I think my mood has calmed down for now, I might as well run back home."
[Goal critical: Jazukal has been kidnapped by the Dark Weaver Gang, current location is Reaper Mansion.]