* Bang *
A nut sized projectile whizz passed Lucian, he raised his hand at the right moment catching the small hot deadly object at quickly throwing it to the ground to kill the momentum.
" Didn't expect that but that's your tool and this is your chance " she said throwing a crude ancient looking pistol at him, ' A chance, A pistol ' he muttered to himself.
Glancing at the five foot nine inch woman, she had facial features which categorized her as a twenty nine year old but this was a magus world everything had exceptions.
Cladded in a dark overall which hugged the curves of her mature body, on her hips were weapons known as revolvers and hung on her back was a state of the art rifle, the first of it's kind.
And of course Lucian knew these weapons she was equipped with, those were the instruments she appeared with every bloody day.
His hunch was right, from now to the next five days all his former masters were out to kill him, that was a real pain in the ass as those group of people were monsters.
Apart from the idiot besides him he couldn't beat any other Master or even attempt to fight them.
That was equivalent to standing on a platform, casting a looped rope across his head after hanging that rope to something stud and jumping down from that platform.
Engaging in plain battle to the death with any one of them was plainly suicide, so he had to safe guard himself for the coming days.
As he stared at the bullet her sharp voice cut through his ear drums, " Look kid, here's a catch, normally we are supposed to engage in a battle to the death but you would effortlessly die.
" So I came up with an idea to make your death negotiable, if you are able to shoot at that target's bull's-eye ", she pointed to an already set up target at the other end of the garden.
" If for whatever reason you are unable to hit the bullseye, you will be shot with arrows dipped in a very lethal poison, should you endure, you shall be given a chance to retrieve the bullet and reuse it completing a loop until you drop dead.
" Additionally if you waste time in looking for the bullet, you shall be shot per minute " she explained, Farce, this was a shameless farce.
On the walls enclosing his prison five figures positioned themselves as they bent over with nocked bows ready to send arrows flying, he even saw small bowls stationed by the side of each archer.
Staring down at the bullet he knew this was his only shot at getting to live to the next day, he reloaded the gun and pushed a steam mist from his lips.
The bullet had already been shot thus it had already lose considerate air piercing power, so nothing in this world not even a miracle could help it fly past half the field.
He theorized, the bullet would initially carry a tremendous amount of force when first fired but would slow down moments later till it loses momentum and crash into the earth.
* Tsk * Tsk *
The Cantankerous female standing behind him voiced seemingly perplexed by his waste of time, Lucian raised the pistol firmly with this trigger finger resting steadily in it's position.
' Here goes nothing '
Sasha watched in anticipation as she expected his eminent failure but the next moments shoke the chains of faith.
* Bang *
Her eyes widened, " Impossible " she said dropping to the ground, Lucian huffed as he walked over to the dying young woman, couching besides Sasha's head he turned her face to his.
Blood and brain matter continually poured out of her temples, He look at her now dedicate humble face and said, " I will I had killed you earlier " his voice dead cold.
His predator bloodlust eyes staring deep into her calm fading gaze filled with nothing but…regret, " Hahaha, I know the thoughts running through your mind now is the biggest mistake you've ever made, Engaging in a wit contest with me ".
Blood foam formed on her lips as she struggled with life.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out an object while staring deep into her eyes, " I didn't think you would last this long but you still holding on, I have to commend that "
" But you know the funny part, I have to thank you for teaching me, cause who knows what that bastard Augustine brainwashed and threatened you all with so you could hate me.
Nevertheless you came with your knowledge and skills, impacted it into my mind, transform my fragile mind into what it is now and automatically killed yourself, but don't worry am sure other masters would join you in the afterlife " he said calmly.
Placing his kunai on her neck he bent over to her ear and whispered, " Do us all a favour and never be reborn again ", with that he slit her throat with it's cold blade killing her instantly.
* WHOOSH *
A projectile flew directly to his head but he effortlessly caught it and snapped it, an arrow was fast but a bullet was far faster so catching an arrow with his eyes closed was a walk in the park.
More arrows flew towards him but he slapped them away as he concentrated on Sasha's limp blooded body.
He reached for Sasha's revolver and pointed it at their direction, without looking he fired five times, more arrows came but aimlessly fell into the dirt signifying a dying shot.
Lucian might have sounded cold but this was his first attempt in killing humans, instead of feeling guilty he entered a temporary state of euphoria.
He stood looking at his blood hands with a smile on his face as a jolt ran through his being, this feeling felt familiar as if he had so long gotten use to it and it was an incorporate part of him.
A feeling that shaped his entire existence
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Few hours later he would be seen unboxing a one meter long wooden box while sitting on a mount of earth.
Hours prior he had decided to dig a grave and dump all the six bodies of Sasha and her masked acquaintances which turned out to be relatively young men.
While gathering the bodies he saw a box resembling the one given to him by his dear Deceased master Hikaru but longer, it was rested by the side of the tree facial the fence on which the archers stood.
Thus he couldn't see it until he killed Sasha and her cohort, he hurriedly opened the box and found two prototype revolvers called the ' Zmith & Messon Model 1500 ' and another state of the art Rifle but this time with a scope.
Before testing his new futuristic weapons he found a note at the end of the box which read, ' Sorry for what I put you though kiddo, but it was at the expense of my life, Be Wary Of You Father, he uses everyone, you are just another toy '.
' I am already wary of the old bastard ' Lucian said, little did he know he was about to be made the center of a Conspiracy.