On the Way to Their Destination

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Inside the corridor of an abandoned mansion, the two kids of the age around 10 are walking side by side, bickering each other without caring they are inside the enemy territory.

"If you were –, I am sorry, do you have any water?" the girl asked the boy who is walking by her side.

"Here you go," the boy gave her a leather water pouch.

"Thank you. *Gulp* *Gulp* *Gulp* As I was saying, if you were my husband, I'd give you poison," the girl said after drinking the water from the pouch and give it back to the boy.

"What? Did you fall in love with me? But no, if you were my wife, I'd drink it," the boy replied to an insult with an insult.

"Don't make me want to vomit. I have a fiancé whom I love very much. I am having trouble fathoming the sheer size of your ego. There's a word for it, but gargantuan just doesn't do it justice," the girl snide back.

"Hah? A fiancé? Even when you are still a brat? Who is that pedophile? Well, I kind of pity him more for being your fiancé," the boy grins.

"He is only older than me by a year. And what was that supposed to mean?"

"Then tell me when he turns 18. I will invite both of you to my territory," the boy told her with a gentle smile that creeped out the girl.

"Oh, how nice of you."

"And drag him into the cell for being a pedophile," then, his smile turns into a nasty grin.

"You bastard! Give me back my gratitude!"

"Well, to fall into this simple trick, you should go outside, find a tree and apologize to it for the oxygen you're wasting," the boy pointed to the outside.

"If you think I am offended by that, you are doing a poor job. I am not offended by what you say. I'm just glad that you're stringing words into sentences now," the girl snide back with a grin.

"Ouch, oh… at 10 o'clock," the boy alarmed the girl.

*Stab*

"GAH," a sound comes from the place where the girl stabbed her sword.

The girl turns around to see that the boy is putting away his katana and pulls out a sword. Not his beloved sword but a normal spare sword that can be found in a local blacksmith.

"Why are you changing your weapon now? And at 3 o'clock, 55° downward," the girl warned the boy.

"I don't think you will be able to understand my action with your tiny brain, brat," the boy slashed his sword to the right, cutting through the flesh of the monster hiding in the shadow.

"Humor me," the girl replied.

"The technique I used before has too much destructive power. I chose to use it because of the giant because of its high defense. But it is not ideal for a narrow place like this. And I don't have the use of it while I am stuck with these easy preys. The technique I am using now has higher agility and versatility as it is also good at supporting others. After all, I will need to save your sorry arse if something like this happens again," the boy grins.

"Now that you talked about the sword, how dare you scammed my sister?!" the girl shouted. "How dare he scammed my sister and exchanged the swords!" she thought.

"She told you about it, eh?" the boy asked. "Oh boy, I think I am doomed. This girl knew that I scammed her sister," he thought.

"Yes, she did. Now, can you please give her back the sword?" she glared. "That sword was her last memento of our mother before she turned into a drunkard. Sister treasures it very much," is what she is thinking.

"No can do. I will never give the sword back," the boy also stares at her. "No matter what, I am not giving back my <White Pride>. You have to take it over my dead body," is what he is thinking.

"Are you sure? Do you promise me that you will never part with that sword?" she asked, both of them stopped walking and is looking into each other's eyes. "If he doesn't want to part with that sword, he must be really serious about my sister," she thought.

"I promise you that I won't hand over the sword without a fight," he promised her. "Good, I got her permission to use <White Pride>. Now, the only problem is her sister. If I can also get her permission, I won't need to give the sword back to them," the boy sneered in his mind.

With each with their own thoughts, they continue to walk through the corridor.

"I might be good with magic, but I don't think I can use the sword other than slashing and stabbing," she suddenly muttered.

"The sword *is* used to slash and stab, idiot. And don't worry. Stupid people can believe in anything, so you can believe in yourself!" the boy cheered up the girl.

"I've met demons nicer than you," the girl deadpan at the boy. For her, the demons are the enemies threatening her family from the day she is born. Well, you get the gist of it.

"Look at me and see how much fucks I give," the boy replied.

"Rude. That is not the word, ten years old should say. Let me use Appraisal skills on you. It will make it easier for me to know about you. Oh! And if I throw a stick, will you go away?"

"Can you stop adding important questions between insults? And no. You are not pretty enough to get away with being that stupid. I mean, asking to use that skill on a stranger, if you are not an idiot then, who?"

But then, something clicked in the boy's mind. "If you let me use that skill on you, I will let you use on me," the boy had a second thought. To this day, he has not used the skill on people other than Yubel. He wants to use it on other people who are his age.

"Hmm… I agree. I will be using it first," the girl stated.

"Sure, go ahead," the boy replied while stabbing his sword onto the ceiling. The two of them keep walking while ignoring the body fall down from the ceiling.

[Name: Urien Gregorios]

[Level: ???]

[Mana Point: ????/????]

[Race: Human]

[Skills: Light Magic, Purification Magic, Wind Magic, Physical Enhancing Magic, Sword Arts]​

"Oh, your level is clearly higher than mine! As expected of a dragon slayer. Now, you can use it on me," the girl gasped in awe and told the boy named Urien.

"Sure," he replied.

[Name: Ulah von Starfall]

[Level: 62]

[Mana Point: 726/1000]

[Race: Human]

[Skills: Water Magic, Earth Magic, Sword Arts]​

"You are not bad yourself," Urien nodded his head. His friend, Yubel's level is only at 43 so, he can say that the princess in front of him is quite strong for her age.

"Thank you for your compliment," she smiled.

"And… we have arrived at our destination," Urien notified the girl.

"Do you have any plan?"

"Let me think, let's do it the dumbest way possible because it's easier for you," the boy gives her a thumb up.

"So, we basically charge in?"

"Yes."

"That works for me," she nodded.

The two of them open the door and walk inside. They saw the scientist and another chimera are standing in the middle of the room. It was the same as the giant they had faced in the capital city. But the one in front of them was smaller in size and almost looks like a human.

"Welcome! Did you like my welcome gift?" the scientist grins and asked them.

"Nah, we were absorbed in our own world to notice them," Ulah replied to the man.

"Is that so? I apologize for it," the man bowed a little. "Now, help me gather data from this specimen of mine," he added.

"What can a – *OOF*" she was punched in the stomach by the same chimera who suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Did something wrong, kid? Are you alright?" the man asked.

*Urien looks at Ulah who is twitching on the ground*

"I've never felt better." He replied with a grin while blocking the punch coming to his side with his sword.

"I was not asking you but sure," the man was dumbfounded by Urien's reply but just nodded at that.

"Help me, idiot!" The girl yelled.

"Your life is more about regret management than goal achievement, isn't it?" he asked while healing the girl with a <Light Magic>.

"I hate you," the girl stands up and looks nastily at him.

"As I had said before, the feeling is mutual," he readied the sword and waits for the chimera to strike first.

"Now! Let us start Round 2! The two snotty brats vs my precious creation, Hulbrog Mk-III!"