Master Of All.

Low class Artifacts, From Rank F to Rank B, Can be found by digging in the earth, Most archeological excavators have found one till now, 1000s of years have passed since the existence of magic and tools in this world, The Leviathan Daggar you obtained is a new relic that I dropped only for you by stealing it from the the original Leviathan, The other members must have recieved their own SS ranked special weapons."

"What? Are you distracted when a noble man like me is pointing my distinguished blade at you?" Said the proud man, His clothes changed from a rescue team members to a Noble swordsman from the past.

"Activate, Glamourous Swordsman Set!"

His clothes changed, But his face didn't.

"Are you retarded by any chance..?" I asked.

Veins popped up from his forehead, It appeared as if I said something I wasn't supposed to.

"Who are yo-..?"

"WHAT? I CANT HEAR YOU!" Said I, interrupting him as if he was about to complete his sentence.

"I ASKED! WHO ARE YOU! AND HOW!?"

"Know about you? I have seen you for the first time though..?"

"Don't lie to me, My set allows me to check the past of you, You're a fucking lunatic! You killed people for fun and money!"

It was surprising, to think that such an artifact would exist.

"It is not an artifact, But a Set, A set of Armor or clothes that grant buffs or debuffs, and in some cases, special hidden abilities, such as this guy. It is highly possible he knows your current personality is from the future, Kill him just to be sure." It was another helpful piece of information from the Sagittarius.

"Sorry man, I have no personal grudges, But here goes nothing."

I activate stealth and run head on, tackling any bullets that are coming my way by the hardest material possible, a leviathan's scale.

Because I was invisible, not many people could tell my locatio, but that past searching bastard could look at my already placed footsteps through his set and perfectly estimate where I would be standing.

"If it wasn't for Berserker and this daggar, I would be on the ground now."

After closing the distance, I turn off Stealth and use the Aikido martial art stance.

"Aikido? I was a MMA (Mixed Martial Arts) trainee myself! Come forth!"

Due to my All Rounder skill, I can and will copy every martial art move that someone uses against me or infront of me.

"That is my skill."

Because of me being an assassin, It wasn't practical for me to be an Aikido fighter, but that couldn't be helped because of my frail body, But I trained hard, trained till I couldn't move a muscle, and here I am now.

Using the flow of joints, I flip the non martial art trainees over, pretty easily.

But the MMA guy was the main issue here, I found myself in an arm lock.

"Fucking hell, How are you this tough?!" I lift him off the ground with sheer Strength, I had now copied all of his moves, unless he had a hidden move.

"Come now, I can counter you!"

His leg moved as if it's a low kick, "This could be a feint!", or so I thought, it was an actual kick.

"Your kick landed all good and well, but can it penetrate the defense of my body!?"

The man was in shock, a damned MMA trainee versus a guy that lives in the jungle with no identity.

"I didn't think I would have to use this."

It was the same mechanism as the Glamorous Swordsman dude, though this time the name was different.

"Pure Fighter."

His clothes didn't change, but his head had a golden coloured mongkol.

"Thats it? I thought it would be far more fashionable than the swordsman dude."

The swordsman dude was lying on the ground, unconscious as if he was dead with his earlier unsheathed beside him.

"Hah, Don't joke around, Once I activated my set, Even God cannot save you."

"You sure about that?" I giggled, it was probably the most childish thing I have heard.

"How dare you laugh at me! I will kill you myself!" He raised his hand and asked the firing to be stopped by the reinforcements.

Menacing air filled the vibe, I actually felt fear for the first time in my life aside from my parent's death.

"This is not fear... Right? Yeah! It is because magic didn't exist in the world I lived in!"

Though that definitely wasn't the case.

The Muay Thai practitioner had the audacity to call himself a MMA fighter.

"Aw man, Im not going to hold back either."

It was my body that couldn't hold out against other martial arts, excluding a few ones that I couldn't learn due to them being impractical in assassinations.

"If I don't have gun, I have to use whatever I have left." Is what I was taught by the teachers.

Other kids, enjoyed their meals with their friends, I enjoyed killing people with my team members.

"Hidden achievement unlocked: Master of all martial arts.

Passive Ability:Use all martial arts at user's will."

All the sudden knowledge of the martial arts that I couldn't use back then, filled my brain.

I wasn't the same frail assassin student from before, I'm a full fledged assassin now.

"This is going to be easy."

The Muay Thai retard walks forward and grabs my shoulders.

With just legs, he starts barraging me with his knee kicks.

"Do you think this will be enough?" I use my trained grip strength to remove his hands by force.

"Let's use everything I got for this fight, even if he is going to lose, I have to respect him."

While he is still stunned, I pivot my leg joints and hit him with a 360 tornado kick right on his skull.

"Such tightened muscles!"

Even though the attacker was me, it felt like I was the one who was attacked.

TO BE CONTINUED