Episode 16 "First Blood Part II"

The sky was cloudy. The rain was undoubtedly about to manifest itself. Gerard fell asleep in the carriage of the carriage carrying him, tired of his first day and morning training. The guards surrounded the car, and they were moving along with the car. It was a few hours 'journey from the" Xayreus " Academy to the Vale Family's mansion. Gerard's mana pool, which took all this way in the morning with a spell of "body strengthening" alone, was admirable. He didn't even work hard on magic because he focused on the sword. Despite this, he made it to school on time. A few hours ' drive in just an hour.

The wagon was moving forward. Because they didn't want to stay in the evening, the guards and the wagon increased their speed. Even the dream of monsters that appeared when night fell was enough to keep the guards on thorn. But even though they wanted to finish the journey quickly, it was as if nature was playing games with them. A huge tree had clogged their way. There was no way for the wagon to get through here. The guards could easily remove the tree, but Lady Catarina forbade them to use magic other than to protect Gerard, and no matter where you look, this tree was not something only ten guards could lift. The driver turned to the guards.

"It looks like we can't go on from here anymore. Let's go back and take the other route." said.

The guards looked at each other. Anxiously;

"But it goes through the forest of Eternity!" It could be dangerous!"he said one of them.

The driver sighed deeply.

"I know that, but we don't have a choice. That's the only way we can get master Gerard home! And you're not here to protect us! Go on! We're going back."

As the returning wagon and guards continued their journey from where they left off, none of them noticed Roger watching them over the trees.

After entering the forest of Eternity, Gerard, awakened by the impact of the road's deterioration and the lengthening road, was quite angry. He could never stand the breakdown of his sleep. Although the lack of Mana had an effect, what really upset him was what happened with Alexander between noon. He didn't want his hatred of his brother to affect the people around him, but he couldn't control himself. Every time he saw someone weak or someone with a low mark, he thought of it. His weak and pathetic brother.

Angered even more by the earthquake of his memories, Gerard began to grind his teeth. It was his brother's fault that he didn't get as much attention as he used to, it was his brother's fault that his father no longer played with him, it was his brother's fault that his mother no longer cared for him, it was his brother's fault that his father no longer worked with him, it was his brother's fault that his mother no longer spoiled him. All! It's all her fault! If he hadn't been weak, he wouldn't have died there that day and ruined his life. If it wasn't for the "Joker." His brother took everything from him.

Thinking about all this, Gerard, who was hurtling forward from where he was sitting when the car suddenly stopped, slowly hit his head. After everything that happened today, he couldn't handle the mistake of the servants. Angrily, he opened the door and looked out, extending his head.

- "Hey driver! You're doing! Why did you just stop? Can't you see you're empty?"Gerard roared.

But the driver didn't seem to hear him. He looked at the empty road in fear, trembling. Unable to understand what had happened, Gerard turned to the guards.

-"Hey, what is this Baki-"

The guards didn't seem to hear him either. They were looking at the empty road in horror, just like the driver.

"DE-DE-DE-DE DEMOOOOOOON!!! İT IS A DEMON!! RUUUUUUN!!"one of the guards shouted. And then he started running away. Others, startled by his voice, came to them and began to flee. And the driver whipped the horses and turned around and started driving the carriage at the last speed.

Suddenly, unable to withstand the acceleration of the speeding car, Gerard was thrown out. Gerard, who fell to the ground quite hard, slowly straightened up, and then began to scream as much as he could.

"You fucking garbage! You think you're doing! Do you see! There's nothing here!"

But neither the guards nor the driver cared what Gerard said. He continued to run at the last speed on both sides.

"Hey! I'm talking to you!"

"Damn it," Gerard said. "The devil? What a devil! Their generation died out centuries ago! What did these idiots think they saw?"

Gerard, who turned his head and looked at the road again, saw something this time. It was a teenager standing in the middle of the road. He had a strange mask on his face. He's wearing a white suit, a black jacket. It didn't look like any jacket he'd ever seen. Especially what his father wore for work. And underneath was a black pair of pants. The mask on his face almost went down to his throat. It had a grey, cylinder-style bulge on either side of its chin.

Gerard, who slowly stood up and stood up, began to regress slightly. It was thunder.

-"Who are you?"he asked me. But the masked teen was not responding. He just keeps looking at it, he's not moving from where he's standing.

-"What do you want?"this time Gerard asked. The teenager still wasn't talking. As the tension in the air continued to increase, the rain finally manifested itself. First, the slowly drizzle suddenly subdued. Looking into the sky, Gerard was startled by the youngster's slow movement and turned to him again.

He showed Gerard with his young finger, which slowly raised his hand. And then he slowly moved his finger to the right, which he took to his throat. Gerard had goose bumps. The sky rumbled loudly.

"So you want to kill me, huh?"Gerard said. Her blonde, long hair was closing her eyes. Giggling quietly, Gerard quickly drew his sword from his scabbard. He had an inviting look on his face.

-"See you try! I'm Gerard Vale, and I've never escaped a duel! And I'll never run away! I'll kill you here, now!"

The masked teenager slowly bowed his head.

"This is not a duel." said. He sounded like ice.

- "Huh? What do you mean?"Gerard said. He was confused.

The teenager slowly raised his hand. And when it came to chest level, it stopped.

"It's just a one-sided massacre."

As he punched his hand at chest level, a double-sided, claw-shaped sharp knife came out of his jacket. And then he rushed towards Gerard.