Chapter 46: Dallas, The Scum

Screams echoed inside the village, many of the criminals were running in fear of being struck by the destructive thunder. In the middle of all this, a dark skinned man with a long scar in his eye slightly trembled as he stared at the dark sky in fear.

Rumble—!

The gloomy clouds gather above the destroyed and shattered village, the village shook in trepidation as thunders fell in every five seconds. The fragile huts and houses were easily shattered as lightning crackled down to their walls.

Crackle—!

"Aaahhh..!!" A blood curdling scream echoed in the village, though the person's cries of pain was quickly drowned by the other agonizing screams in the village.

"....Is he here to help me? Or kill me?" Ciel muttered, uncertain. He has no magical energy reserves left, one strike of a destructive thunder like that would fry his flesh and insides.

"Everything is ruined..." Dallas mumbled as his eyes wandered around the village, catching sight of his previous surbodinates fleeing in terror all the while hearing the less fortunate ones screams of agony. His body shivered, out of disbelief and fear. He raised his head as his eyes turned bloodshot, "FUCK!"

Thud—!

Ciel took a step back and fell out of suprise. He didn't expect an outburst from the smug scum bastard. He raised his eyes, staring directly at Dallas red blooded pupils.

"Do you know?! Do you fucking know?! How much...time...sacrifice...commitment!" Dallas shouted in anger as he grasped his long heavy sword tightly, "Everything it costed me to make this group! Everyday I wasted money on useless piece of shits to do my bidding?!"

Ciel wasn't sure if he wanted to reply to that, or else his death would be less because of a sudden strike of lightning and more of because a bastard's anger got a hold of him. He crawled back as he stared at the man warily.

"You don't! You absolutely don't! So..." Dallas shouted while his eyes angrily stared at Ciel. He paused slightly as both of his hands brandished the heavy sword, "...Die for me alri—"

Swoosh—!

However, before he could finish his words, a small card suddenly flew through air and descended on his face. In that instant, the card exploded into smoke as a faint shadow of a man appeared.

Poof—!

"Cough, cough..!" Dallas took a step back as he coughed. Smoke passed through his mouth and nose. After he recovered, he raised his head in anger, his forehead had faint veins bulging on it.

"Damn! Damn! Every—damn time!" He angrily screamed as he gnashed his teeth. He had enough of this. He raised his long heavy sword tightly as he swung in the smoke infront of him, the gas drifting in the air as the previously covered spot was now exposed.

However, there was no person behind the smoke. It was empty. He looked straight ahead in the village, his eyes catching a glimpse of a blonde haired man holding a black haired person in the back.

Despite anger clouding his mind, two decision came onto him. It was whether he should help the insolent pieces of trashes that he had worked hard to get, or chase those two bastardly cowardly men for vengeance.

"Help me!!"

Crackle—!

"Ahhh!!!!"

His eyes shifted to where the sound came from. He stared at one of his subordinates in the ground....What was there to debate?

These people, these men, these scums, these insolent bastards, were nothing more than worthless and useless garbage. Saving them? He wanted to laugh in the sheer comedic tone of the decision.

"The weak and useless is better off dead.." Dallas muttered, his eyes bloodshot. He returned his eyes to the one's he wanted revenge on. "There is no point in saving on what could be replaced! Utterly worthless!"

Without hesitation, after deciding he immediately acted. He grasped the handle of his long heavy sword tighly as he prepared to swing it. He sat slighty as he prepared his feet, instantly he jumped as the air shattered from the sheer force.

Boom—!

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In the outskirts of the village, a blonde haired man desperate ran as he held a black haired person in his back. Rio grunted, while his eyes were staring at the spirit infront of him.

"...This was your plan?" He asked.

'Heh! It's good right! Totally damn destructive and simple!' A muscular man wearing a casual black robed kimono laughed, 'Just simple, besides your skills are lacking anyway.'

Rio frowned as he lowered his head. The skill he had just used was one of the best and time consuming synchronized skills in his expertise. It took him the longest to actually make. Faust had knew his skills beforehand because he told him as they exited the place.

He trusted Faust with his skill, mainly because the man was an expert at the battlefield, and the secrets of his skills had no chance of ever leaking anyway as the spirit was connected inside his body.

'Heh, you look totally unconvinced,' Faust chuckled as he waved his hand in dismissal, 'Believe me, that was the only thing that could be done even with that plenty of good skills of yours.'

Rio reluctantly nodded as he heard that. He should have prepared more skills beforehand, then again who would have expected this twisted turn of events anyway?

"Hey," Ciel called out as he stared at Rio, "Why did you save me?"

Rio squinted as his eyes as he stopped running. What was that? Was he the only one hearing things?

"Uh, hey? John? I ow—" Ciel spoke.

"Be quiet." Rio uttered coldy while his eyes wandered around the place. The sound was getting stronger and closer. As the sound got stronger, he felt his skin crawl as a shiver went down in his spine. Where was it?

Suddenly, before he could react, Faust shouted with urgency in his voice, 'Kid! Quickly run!!'

'I know...but where is it?'

Rio asked in confusion as he ran ahead. Before Faust had even warned him, he already acted as soon as he felt the premonition of danger.

'Where...you ask?' Faust spoke as his eyes slowly shifted to the air, 'Look up.'

Boom—! Bam—!

In that instant, something heavy fell from the sky. The air fiercely blew. The ground shattered from the force. Smoke erupted as a faint shadow of a large man was visible in the air.

"Hahahahaha—hack!" The figure behind the smoke laughed before coughing from the smoke. Despite that, the laughter continued, "Hahahahahahahah!"

"...That voice," Rio muttered. The voice was familiar. As he ran ahead, he turned his head to the back to confirm his speculation.

And sure enough, as the smoke drifted away to the air, the person's appearance was revealed. It was a tall and muscular dark skinned man, on his head were faint veins protruding in anger, in his face was a long cleanly cut scar on his bloodshot eyes.

From a distance, any normal person would have wet his pants and shivered in terror from the man's intimidating and terrifying appearance.

"You—hack..! Did you really think I would let you escape?!" Dallas asked loudly as he coughed. On his back was a large heavy sword that seemed to be unable to be wielded by a mere human. He grasped the handle tightly as he brandished the sword.

'...Hey, now do you have any plans?' Rio asked while staring at the man infront silently. If there was none, then he was going to die. He no longer had any mana reserves, it exhausted in the one large aoe skill he used earlier.

'Just listen to me and you aren't going to die,' Faust scoffed as nonchantly answered, 'Also, call me Master.'

'Not now, help me first.' Rio replied.

Faust covered his ears as he hummed beside Rio carefreely.

'Fine,' Rio grunted before bowing in respect. He closed his eyes and called out, 'Master.'

Truthfully, he had no problems of calling the man his master. In fact, he had already accepted the man as his master and teacher as soon as the man joined him. It was just that...calling someone master felt weird and unneccessary.

'Could you repeat that? Louder? Louder?' Faust spoke cheerfully as his lips curled in a smirk.

"Now is not the time, Master!" Rio, unintentionally, shouted in annoyance. Faust suddenly went silent as he tried to desperately cover his mouth from laughing.

"Uh, wh-what?" Ciel asked, bewildered.

"Be quiet." Rio uttered coldly as he stared at the injured agent. This situation was all because of this man unable to back out of the mission, then again, it was his fault for being a busy body anyway.

'Kid, jump!' Faust suddenly instructed.

Swoosh—!

Rio, without hesitation, immediately jumped as he heard the remnant spirit's instructions. And as soon as he jumped, a large heavy sword suddenly swung beneath him, blowing the wind in it's sheer force.

"Grugh.." Dallas grunted as he recovered from swinging the large and heavy sword, "You're fast for a sorcerer all right. But it doesn't matter, you're going to die either way."

Thud—!

Rio fell from the air as he landed. He stared at the intimidating dark skinned man infront of him calmly, his eyes stained with indifference and callousness. A second threat of death. In that instant, the corner of his lips curled into a smirk. Something about this situation was laughably familiar to him.