Chapter 8: Kings Throne.

I eventually arrived at The King's Palace. Just as I had anticipated, it wasn't particularly quiet. My entire body suddenly became cold. The palace's front gate had just one guard on duty. Having a knife in my hand, I approached cautiously. I quickly realized, though, that the guard was looking in my direction. A pebble caught my eye as I looked about. I grabbed it and threw it in the direction of the guard. Then, in an instant, I dashed back into the bushes.Luckily, my strategy succeeded. The guard had turned to face a new direction. I advanced cautiously. I would be peeing my pants right now if this were my first murder. I approached the target, tightened my hold on the knife in my right hand, and then I moved forward to stab the guard in the back. In the last split second before I reached for his throat, he turned his head. We started fighting after the guard pulled a knife out.

I allowed the guard to brand me with his dagger because I was so mad with myself. Because people can only learn quickly via pain. I must not miss on prey like this in the future. This is the uncomfortable fact that we must accept. This time, it was important for me to maintain my composure. I studied the guard's posture and attack pattern. My temple would be the target of the guard's subsequent assault. I managed to whip my right hand around to slash his elbow by dodging his attack and weaving beneath it. Thereafter, everything was simple when he dropped the dagger. I dodged beneath his clutches and stabbed him in the jaw. With each battle I won, I got more experience.

I headed back in the direction of the palace. After scanning the area, I discovered a window that I could enter. In a manner reminiscent of a mountain climber, I reached out my hand and then grabbed hold of the wall's crevices with my fingers. I could feel my joints painfully extending with each ascent. I wore my body out, my brain was sweating, my hands were screaming for aid, and my arms and legs were suffering. However, I was having fun. I already knew that my opponent's fate had already been decided.

I glimpsed my following foe as I climbed through the window. I grinned and lowered myself in front of the two soldiers who were carrying Eden. "You are it! Guards, take him in!" With a disgusting look on her face, Eden spoke out with me in mind. The guards rushed me. However, the only thing I could muster was to mock them. When Eden caught me smiling, her eyes began to shake, and that grimace quickly changed into a scowl. With his weapon, one of the guards was attempting to pierce my solar plexus.I dodged his strike and stabbed him in the ribs with my knife. I could see the second guard's approach, even though he entered slowly. With his sword, he was aiming to slash me in the face. I avoided his sword by dodging, and while I could feel my body becoming light, he didn't see me until I was directly in front of him. I stabbed him in the temple of his skull as I turned around to his side.

Eden was just standing there as I glanced in her direction. She appeared to be stuck in space or time. I started moving in her direction. She began mumbling something that I couldn't make out. Walking came to an end. I flung my knife at her in a swift motion that involved extending my shoulder and snapping my wrist. The speed of The Knife was excessive. It would be impossible for you to avoid it, even if you were an expert fighter. And I was accurate. The knife struck her in the throat. She collapsed to the ground and began to suffocate in her own blood. When I got to her, I stepped forward. I sank to my knees and retrieved my knife.

He eventually entered the space after that. The ruler. I was grinning as I sat on top of her deceased wife. "Mr. King, it appears that your wife was unable to please me." Immediately after I finished speaking, he sprinted forward. "Then you will do as well." We clashed. During the altercation, we were struck many times. How much time may have elapsed? My joints were barely holding up, and I was completely worn out and covered in perspiration. He was still holding up very well. But I was unable to put a stop to him with a single strike. As much as I could, I wanted to enjoy this struggle. Our blades collided, sending us both flying backward.

He swung back just in time to slice my chest as I managed to duck out of his slash and slit his skull. I succeeded in stabbing him in the rib cage since I was the one making the initial move to stab. This battle has ended. He fell on the ground, sobbing after stumbling on his leg. He attempted to crawl away when I seized his blade. I managed to grab him by the shoulders, though. "You Are Mine," I said as I began to stab him. I didn't stop until he had covered everything.

My legs shook as I stood up from the floor. I can hardly keep my dagger in my hand. I sat down on his throne. My entire body was in excruciating pain. As I leaned forward on the chair, I could hear the cracking of my joints. Guards then began to rush inside as the palace's entryway was broken open. I was seated on the throne, and the guards were astounded to see me. Their King had indeed passed away. Sadly, they faced the wrong opponent when they lifted their swords. I shrugged my legs off and got out of the chair.

I then moved carefully in their direction. They quavered in terror because they understood that I was on a whole different plane. But regrettably. I sank to my knees once my legs gave out. One of the troops stepped up and said, "It appears that you murdered our captain but not our king." He was well-built and entirely encased in gleaming armor. His menacing appearance nearly caused my legs to give way. I couldn't fight another battle with my joints either.

As he drew nearer, he gave me a dead-on stare. "Good you'll do," he added before repeatedly punching me in the face. His powerful fists bashed my face. I had the impression that someone was hammering nails into my head. The guy brought me outside to the castle's garden after he grabbed my leg. Three individuals guarded me as they placed me on the truck of a car after making sure I was secured.

Our journey to see their purported genuine monarch began as soon as the truck had started. The physical strain on my body eventually caused me to fall asleep on the trip.

Snooker balls are stuttering, I can hear. "Hello, pal. You showing up again surprised me! It's been a long since I last saw you." he said, turning to face me with a smile. " Anyway, what I'm trying to say is that we were kind of cool back there. You're progressing well. Stay the course, boy." I last heard him say that, so what did he mean when he said "we"? What does the phrase "We were cool" mean?

My face was being tickled by the wheat as I forced my eye open. I then realized I was in the midst of a farm at that point.