Nano Balls

Hunter wasn't nervous nor was he entitled to get down on his knees and lower his head in respect for royalty.

He looked at Beneatha and nodded his head out of respect and gave a little solute with his index and middle finger but that was his limit. Someone who killed Gods because they didn't listen to him and tortured the Devil just because he wouldn't willingly cut off his arm obviously wouldn't care to much for royalty.

Beneatha face didn't change but that was because she was trying her best to hide her surprise. Throughout her life, everybody's attitude would change immediately the moment they found out she was royalty but Hunter seemed different than the rest.

"You're a strange one—aren't you?"

Hunter had a smirk on his face as if he understood what she meant but he didn't answer the question directly. He just replied with a question of his own. "Could you elaborate on your question—Ms. Royalty?"

"Don't—do—that. Stop playing around. You're clearly playing around with me. It doesn't take a genius that you're being sarcastic."

Hunter nodded and tilted his head, using it as a way to say, obviously.

Beneatha stopped talking, squinted her eyes, and squeezed her lips together making one of the funniest face Hunter's ever seen. He looked at her and out of sentiment for his deceased little sister, he patted Beneatha's head.

Her face returned back to normal and she sped up a little bit.

Hunter didn't try to catch up to her but he was just thinking about his journey back on Zoreth with his former band of misfits. They were always getting in trouble with the authority and the only one who could keep them in control was his little sister.

He missed those days but at the same time in a different part of his heart, he was glad that it was over.

Hunter saw that Beneatha was entering the palace but he didn't follow. He was just a stranger after all.

Beneatha turned around too late and Hunter was already gone. It was like he was a ghost that was never there in the first place.

Hunter had other objectives other than gathering information about the world which he was doing at the moment. He was in a world called, Ethiopia. It was 192 AW, which stood for After Witches.

This was a little bit surprising. Hunter had witches in his old world but they were sort the weak end of the mystic spectrum. To think that they would name the new age after witches meant that they were significant in this world.

Hunter walked into a weapon store and looked around for a bit.

Hunter was looking for a weapon for Beneatha—which he would give to her later but at the same time, he was looking for weapons that could help him in combat because different weapons meant different fighting styles and thus a better chance of surviving an enemy.

Hunter saw a bow that looked of decent quality compared to the rest of the bows and looked at the price and saw that it costed fifteen golden coins. He didn't know the currency of the world but it didn't matter because he was just going to trade something for it.

He carried the weapon over to the shopkeeper and asked, "Um—am I allowed to trade for this?"

The shopkeeper who was wiping a glass cup with a towel responded without much care after seeing the weapon in Hunter's hand, "That's correct."

Hunter reached behind his back and handed one of the balls over to the shopkeeper. "This is what I'm using to trade with." The shopkeeper looked at him as if there was a crazy maniac in the room.

"I'm not going to trade a bow just for a metal ball. You must being joking right now."

Hunter would have just token the bow back in Zoreth but that was because there was no law. Although he wasn't scared, he considered himself a good citizen—that murdered Gods and killed people who looked at him wrong.

"If you say so then." Hunter had this grin on his face before clicking the ball. The ball instantly transformed into a knife.

The shopkeeper who witnessed the change in the ball dropped the cup that he was working so hard to clean. It shattered on the floor after it impacted and it happened so fast.

However, he didn't care for the glass shards on the ground and was only interested in the knife. The magical knife that appeared out of nowhere from the ball.

"How—how—how did the metal ball—turn into a knife of such, high exquisite quality?" The shopkeeper's eyes looked hungry.

If Hunter decided not to trade then the shopkeeper might have even considered murdering him just so he could have the knife for himself.

"It's compacted in the metal ball. When I click it, it releases nanobots that forms to the designated shape of the weapon and in this case, the Lightning Lord." Hunter explained without caring about hiding his secrets.

Hunter knew that even if he did reveal his secret, there was no way to replicate it because the technology and the inventions came from a God. There was no blacksmith, inventor, or scientist in the world that could build something remotely close to this.

It was like having the most delicious cake in a highly secured glass container. People can look at it all they want but can't have even a bite of it.

Hunter handed the knife over to the shopkeeper and toke the bow without even saying anything. The answer was clear.

Hunter walked outside of the store and when he was a far enough distance from the shop, he snapped his right fingers and pointed upwards with his index and the middle.

For a while nothing happened, but soon there was a sound of a fast moving object. People tried their best to dodge it but in the end, some got hit.

It was the metal ball or better known as the Nano Ball that he handed to the shopkeeper.

Hunter didn't even look and caught the ball in between his fingers and returned it back to where it belonged.

The citizens of the kingdom in the streets were panicking, not knowing what happened. Some of them saw while a few saw the ball being caught by a man in the strangest and the most beautiful armor in the world.

A knight who was one of the few to witness walked up to Hunter.

"Sir—my name is Hendrick Wilson." He said as he bowed down. Hunter looked at him but didn't say a single word other than a little salute like the one he gave Beneatha.

"I was wondering what the thing that you caught was. It seemed like a metallic ball of some sorts. From the sound it was making, I'd say that it was metallic and is the size of a marble judging by the speed."

Hunter had to say—he was impressed by this knight who could observe and correctly infer what the Nano Ball was.

"Sir Wilson is it? That sounds a little awkward so would you mind if I called you Sir Hendrick instead?" Hunter acknowledged the knight's existence. Smart people was always welcomed.

"That's what all of my friends call me sir. May I know your name?" Hendrick had this anticipation look on his face. His eyes were actually glimmering—literally.

Hunter saw the curiosity in the knight who had brain and brawn and replied, "Hunter—Hunter Allen. A warrior of the First Legion of the Blood Cross."

Hendrick's face lit up and he got down on his knees. "I didn't realize that you were an actual warrior of the Blood Cross, never the less in the First Legion. You weren't wearing the typical red and white so I must apologize."

Hunter didn't realize the the Blood Cross was an actual thing in this world as well so that was another thing he could explore later.

"Don't worry. And as for your first question—the metal ball is a Nano Ball. It uses nanobots to form weapons and can be called back by it's owner."

Hendrick's jaws dropped all the way to the floor. "My master—professor always said nanobots was going to be a big thing in the future. To think it's developed so far already. I though that nanobots could only be used to do simple things such as make a drawing out of nanobots and such."

Hunter wanted to scream and then cry. He assumed that nanobots weren't invented yet so he told everyone the secret to the Nano Ball if they asked but to think that there as such a thing, made him want to dig a hole and sleep in there.

But that thought didn't last long. Hunter still didn't care too much.

"Who's your master?"

"I'm—a little bit ashamed of myself. She's a lot younger than I am but she's so much smarter. My master is—well—she's Beneatha Eurious, the princess of this kingdom. I'm her cousin. I have a different name because I took on my father's last name and not my mother's who was born royalty."

The reason why Hendrick told Hunter so much about himself was so that he could scare him into giving or at least let him use the Nano Ball.

He didn't expect Hunter to just nod, do his weird salute and walk away.