
"Relax, Miss. We'll take your life as soon as possible."
Quinn gritted her teeth, her jaw hardening in harmony with her fists strengthening. Quinn stared at the three men who surrounded her. "Who are you working for?!" Quinn knew he wouldn't get an answer. How stupid of me, my brain didn't run properly in this panic, thought Quinn ashamed of herself.
"Is there any benefit if we answer?"
"We won't make you feel pain for too long."
Damn Quinn had no weapon other than a dagger on her thigh. Worse still after Quinn realized she had not learned to sword, all she had was a memory of when she trained with Raiden and never once was Quinn faced with this real desperate condition. "What should I do now?" he thinks fast.
There is no shortcut. I have to face it as I can.
Even though Quinn had practiced swords for a few months, it was still in the past. Now Quinn had been flung to three years before his death which meant that he was back in his body that had never been trained at all.
"I'm ahead first. Looking at her small body so, we all don't need to go forward, do we?"
They've seen I don't have any jewelry, which means they're purely after me. Who sent them? The raiden? he's really sneaky.
Quinn took out her silver dagger and was forced to rely solely on the memories she had. As the bearded man lunged forward, Quinn felt her hands tremble even more. "How's this? my legs are numb."
["Quinn, I don't know if this will be useful, but before you hold the sword, you must have determination first."
"The determination? I don't understand, what kind of determination do you mean, Raiden?"
"Determine what your main purpose is to practice the sword so that you do not easily falter and get discouraged. Without a strong determination, I guarantee your training will not make you develop at all. If it's analogous more simply, it's like you're about to sculpt but don't have a hammer."
"But.. Can Raiden help me find my resolve? I don't know."
"Hm, let's see. How about to protect me? I may be strong, but I am also a human who can be banged up. I need someone I can count on to entrust my life as well."
"That sounds so cool! all right, my resolve is to protect Raiden!"
"Hahaha glad to hear it."]
Triings
The sound of iron rubbing against each other rang out loud in the silence of the night. Simultaneously, the weak-bodied girl staggered back after successfully deflecting the hit man's attack.
"Dam. Why should I remember that now?!" instantly the memory made Quinn's anger peak. Raiden's cruel betrayal behind his attitude of concern for himself has pierced into the recesses of his heart. It was once the most beautiful moment, but now Quinn is very sick and wants to be able to remove all the shadows of Raiden's gentle attitude. "Well, at least I can use that memory to defend myself."
"It must have been a coincidence, right? how could this girl possibly understand how to survive."
"Quick finish him."
All Quinn relies on is memory. He moves according to the learned by his first.
The man directly aimed his sword eyes to draw out Quinn's chest, yet the girl lightning-fast slid down and pierced the man's thigh with her dagger. "Aragh!" the man was in pain. He immediately fell to his knees covering his wound with a palm so that his blood would not come out much.
Quinn took the opportunity to remove the lute embedded in her hair, then she immediately pierced one of the man's eyes until she groaned in pain. It seems that man has not given up. He grabbed his sword again and tried to attack Quinn who was at his blind spot.
"Oh no." The sword hit his arm and made a long wound. "Ugh, that's so painful." Quinn groaned. The girl moved quickly and kicked the nape of the bearded man until he fainted and fell down on the ground.
The two fellow men who had fainted were both cengo made. Who would have thought of killing one helpless little girl he fell. "Shameful."
"wait. It's not like he said. How could this girl possibly fight back?"
"Hey, it's probably just a coincidence. Fast forward."
Quinn snatched the sword that belonged to the assassin who was already lying helplessly on the ground. He took a deep breath controlling his feeling. It's the first time Quinn has hurt someone who's made that person bleed. He feels guilty, but now Quinn's position is to be killed or to kill.
"Yes!"
Quinn seemed to have understood what was about to be attacked, the girl managed to deflect the sword of the second man who had been close to the eye now only scratched his right cheek right under the eye.
Quinn then remembered how he observed Finn's fight against Felix at the time. "Can I follow her? there's no need to be right for now I just need to drop the sword from his hand." Quinn's inner being now continuously held back the attack. "I'll try."
The girl twisted her body like a ballet dancer. Quinn struck the man's left chest with the handle of his sword. The man staggered with pain. He growled furiously and then attacked Quinn again.
The sword should have slashed Quinn's neck, but the girl was again lucky because she tripped over a rock and fell on the ground with her buttocks first landing. Quinn grabbed the man's right leg and attempted to steal his sword.
It was a pity that the energy that came out was not as much as the girl expected. Quinn was able to be reversed and the man pushed her so she couldn't move. "Give me your neck, young lady. That way he'll be happy and I'll make a lot of money."
Quinn laughed sarcastically, "You kidding? I'm sorry, I don't intend to die at the hands of a croco like you!" Quinn clasped the ground and threw it right in the man's eyes, "Argh! my eyes! my eyes!" Quinn immediately pushed the man aside and picked up his sword which had fallen.
Quinn intends to run away after knowing his Fiisk abilities can't cope with one more killer. But the man whose eyes had been hit by a lot of sand was still trying to catch up and finally in a single swing, his sword was able to slash at Quinn's back until the poor girl fell down.
"Ah, fuck. It hurts so bad. Come to think of it, this isn't the first time I've felt excessive pain." Quinn said, smiling.
I can't move, it looks like I've run out of steam.
The man laughed out loud seeing the girl who was trying to resist that was now motionless. "Hey, hey, you shouldn't have fought back in the first place. If you accept calmly that you're going to lose your life here maybe you don't have to be in pain for too long like this, right?"
Am I going to die again...?
"Hahahaha give me your neck!"
Swie
The sound of a sword splitting the wind sounded extremely fast. Quinn was no longer able to dodge, he just closed his eyes resignedly accepting the death of both.
{Hey, wake! Little miss, wake up..}.
Pats!
"Eh?!"
Quinn was suddenly at the bottom of the sea with water that was very clear and sparkling because of the sunlight. From down here Quinn could even see how blue the sky was that stretched up there. "I where? am I in heaven?"
{Heaven you said? you're not dead, you know. You're a pessimist.}
"Whose voice is that?"
{It's me, Zacchaeus. You don't remember? we both met before.}
Quinn was wide-eyed when a handsome man dressed as a Greek God appeared before her face. She smiled so sweetly that she bewitched the girl before her. Quinn forgot how to blink. "Zacchaeus? I've never seen you before."
{Ah, I forgot. It's only natural that you don't remember me because you were a baby. Now that you're grown up, humans do have very weak memories.}
Quinn's forehead wrinkled, "Human? then what are you? a ghost?"
{Hahaha your joke is funny. Oh yes, I came here to help you.}
"So I'm not dead yet."
{Of course not yet. You're determined to avoid that death. Gosh, I've expended a lot of strength to grant it, but you're not grateful at all.}
{Oh yes, come to think of it, this is the third time we have met.}
Quinn had found absolutely no memory of the encounter and of the young man himself in his memory. "Why can't I remember one?" it is seen that Quinn suspects the man and assumes he is making up the story.
{Hm, maybe because you haven't noticed my presence in you?}
Quinn glanced at the astonishment as well as disbelief. "What does that mean in me? what does it mean that I've been possessed by this handsome creature?" he thought he didn't understand.
{I'm the one who replayed time and turned you on again, you know. Don't look at me like I'm a freak.}
"ppa? you you? it's impossible."
{Hey, just so you know, even though I look thin and weak this is actually me strong. I am the Spirit God, Zacchaeus.}
Quinn froze in place. His tongue feels ugly. What did he just say? Spirit gods? Re-establish me? whatdoes thatmean? the questions continued to flow unstoppably and left Quinn unable to say anything but gaping in shock.
{That patterned eyes came after you came to your senses, right? it was a sign of life given by my spirits. In other words, you are no longer a complete human being. Just like your mom.}
"Mother? how can we not be human?"
{After you have accommodated spirit soul, you become one part of us.}
Quinn covered her mouth that was still wide open with a palm. Unbelievable, she woke up to listen to all this truth? I'm not ready, Quinn screams in my heart.
{Do not worry, the change will not be too conspicuous. At least for now. So, you can fight those who are just ordinary humans.}
Quinn's down inside.
{What's my goal? what intention? why can I appear in your subconscious?}
Quinn raised her face with wide eyes. "You read my mind." Quinn muttered.
{You will find all those answers over time. I can't show up all the time because you haven't fully awakened that contract mark. I'll only show up when you're desperate.}
"..."
{Stand, Quinn.}
The handsome young man reached out, helping Quinn stand up. The two hands of the man known as Zacchaeus cupped Quinn's two smooth cheeks while showing a smile as warm as a mother's caress.
{You just have to raise your hand and boom! everything's gonna be fine. Remember, don't hesitate, you're not a weak man. Come, I'll take you back.}
Quinn did not give any response. He was led by Zacchaeus to go somewhere. His hands were held so tightly.
{This is a warning for you. Stay away from the blue-haired child and never be lulled by his gimmicks. He doesn't love you.}
That's why I've been sober since I went to jail.
Quinn opened her eyes again. Instantly a burst of light accompanied by a big wind hit whatever was around him. The man who was about to slash Quinn's neck and one companion bounced away until their backs hit the tree trunk.
"W-what happened? what's the matter?"
As soon as the dust thinned in the wind, the two unknown men rounded their eyes when they saw Quinn standing up straight again. Both hands held swords.
"A-a-a-ap-what? what the hell is going on?! This is so different from what he said! why is that girl so horrible?!"
They broke out in cold sweat and became deathly pale. Not just because Quinn got up and held their two swords, but rather the hundred flaming golden spears that flew behind Quinn. The image was like a goddess.
Who is not afraid of being showered with those long, sharp spears.
"RUN!! LET'S RUN FROM HERE!"
The two of them tried to run away however, Quinn moved as fast as a lightning bolt that was able to catch up to them and unsheathed the two swords into the chest of its owner. "Here, I'll give you back the weapons you left behind." Quinn deepened his prick until the sword hilt hit their chest.
Quinn had wanted to use Zacchaeus's spear of assistance, but he did not want the scene to be conspicuous with the many marks left behind.
Finn, who had returned a minute ago, was shocked to see Quinn's tattered state. His current concern is both of Quinn's irises shining brightly like the eyes of a cat in the dark of the night.
"Q-Quinn...? What the hell happened to you?"
Finn looked at the two men whose breasts had been pierced by swords. There was no other wound they could get other than that one prick alone.
Finn rushed over and held onto the girl's two tiny shoulders. "Quinn, wounds..."
Quinn brushed off the hand of his personal Knight rather rudely. "It's okay. It made my plan more mature. What about that coachman? you've taken care of it properly, haven't you?"
"Y-yes, I've put it in the right place. Who are these guys? hit man?"
Quinn wiped away the blood that was still flowing from the sword scratches on her cheek. "It seems so, but I don't know who sent them yet."
Finn crouched down to check behind their long robes and accidentally found a black arrow emblem (bedge) with a pink rose at the base of the arrow. "This, this could be a clue for us. I'll save it and find out." Finn had the emblem of one of the men to investigate.
"You don't know who the emblem belongs to?"
"Maybe it's related to their identity. Just like the noble families who had their respective logos, they would definitely also have this if they didn't work alone." Finn kicked that cooling body. "Better, we'll be home soon. You need to get treated right away."
"I knew. Don't keep repeating it."
"By the way, your eyes are.. Why is it different now? is your vision okay?"
Quinn simply replied with a small nod. He still continued to remember his chatter with the man who claimed to be the God of the spirits. "Does mom keep secrets that only Dad knows?" ask in the heart.
Finn without warning immediately carried Quinn on his back. "I'm not saying I'm tired of walking."
"Don't nag me, save energy. I'll leave after I drop you off near the Grand Duke's palace."
Quinn wrapped her hands around Finn's neck. For this time alone, Quinn did not mind receiving coercive help from Finn.
Quinn's iris glanced at Finn's face. He looked at her in silence.
It's been showing up since I went back three years before my death. He just realized it now? will everyone react the same?
"Lady, you don't make a sound. Are you asleep?"
"No. Haha, I'm just thinking about what kind of fun scenario could confuse the Prince."
Finn smiled obliquely, "Where did you learn to be this cunning?"
Quinn also had no idea why his brain that was only filled by this flower garden had suddenly become more diluted. "Eitherway. I can't wait to riot."
Sorry, grandpa. Looks like I'll use you further.