Reincarnated Into Weak Noble
Chapters 13. When the time comes kill me

“Huh.. Huh.”

In the middle of a thick forest. Arthur caught his breath. He was lying weakly on the ground that was filled with grass.

“Hey, Son! Quickly wake up!” snapped Tamus.

Arthur sighed he stopped for a while and looked up at the sky. It had been about a few months that he had trained with Tamus, yet he had never managed to deliver a single strike to Tamus.

After all because remembering ‘umbra plague’ bothered Arthur's mind, he couldn't focus on training.

“Do you still think about the boy?”

Tamus guesses because he realizes Arthur's declining abilities change. Tamus Arthur thought of something.

Arthur nodded his head in response.

“Do not think of unnecessary things! Just ignore them. Or do you want to kill them now before turning insane? It was also a good choice because for sufferers of ‘umbra plague’ to die before going crazy was an honor. Especially when killed by a trusted person.”

“Why do you keep saying that, Tamus? Don't you want to help her?” Arthur raised his tone, he could no longer bear to listen to Tamus' cold reply.

“Arthur as I have said. There is no way to save the sufferer ‘umbra plague.”

Arthur fell silent and squeezed the grass. He already knew that, he had read all the books about ‘umbra plague’ and it was written that there was no way of healing, but Arthur hoped that there would be a way to cure them.

Seeing Arthur speechless made Tamus sigh and walk away. “If you understand rest and come back! Remember, the break time is only until the afternoon, if you come back more than that then you know, right?”

Tamus stared intently giving off a high degree of killing intent.

“Y-yes, I get it.”

…….

Arthur's break was quite long, he decided to visit the village of Fusa once again. Playing with Aron in the meadow near his house.

“Sister Arthur why do you look so moody?"

Aron asked Arthur who was sitting on a tree.

"Not a very important thing."

What makes Arthur moody is none other than Aron and his mother, but of course he cannot say such a thing.

"How about your sales, Aron. Are they sold a lot?"

"Yes, I'm so happy. Thanks to Brother Arthur no one has dared to ask for my money, even if only a little.."

Aron showed me the money from the sale. This was so little that it left Arthur's eyes wide open in shock.

He is not too surprised considering that many people are away from Aron because of the disease 'umbra plague', Arthur increasingly felt a deep sadness.

"Hehehehe, but brother Arthur. With this little by little you'll be healed, right?"

Aron's innocent face smiled brightly, he was very hopeful with this could make the mother recover.

Aron is unaware of the fact that neither he nor his mother can possibly be cured.

Although dearest Arthur plans to tell the truth. He was ready to receive anger from Aron

As he wanted to speak he suddenly heard a very loud voice.

"Oi, Son. How dare you not give us money!"

Three grown men shouted, they were none other than the one who bothered Aron yesterday.

"If you still want to live quickly give us money!"

The muscular man who was in the middle confirmed. He showed his dashing oto-oto, he looked like the leader of the three people.

Aron doesn't have much money to even buy food isn't enough, but these thugs are deliberately asking for money, it's definitely not because it takes money or anything like that. They just want to torture Aron.

This made Arthur angry and angry.

“What are you staring at, son?!”

Arthur fell silent for a moment and smiled. “No, I just thought that you guys are shameless, what's exciting about playing a weakling?”

“Weak people? Just so you know, son. She's a sufferer-”

“‘umbra plague, right? What's with that?”

Hearing Arthur's calm reply, the three men were astonished. They had thought that something was wrong with Arthur's brain, considering ‘umbra plague’ was a terrible disease and the teenager said as if it were normal.

“Nak! Do you know ‘umbra plague?"

The one who is in the middle. Most likely the boss asked Arthur that.

“Sure I know, but ‘umbra plague’ is not an infectious disease level, it is more...” Arthur wanted to explain more. However stopping, he realizes Aron's whereabouts are nearby.

“You look like you know reality. ‘umbra plague’ is not a contagious disease only. ‘umbra plague’ it is more like a virus that reaches into the brain of the victim. Become them ‘umbra’ and the victims slowly lose their control.”

It's a little strange for Athur. The truth about ‘umbra plague’ most people just think that this is a contagious virus-like disease. Although there are also those who know the actual facts ‘umbra plague’, but the average of them is a top class person.

A bandit knows about this. What exactly is going on?

“Your face looks like it's surprised. Are you surprised that I know about the fact ‘umbra plague’?”

Arthur didn't say much he just nodded his head.

“Son, are you actually living anywhere? facts about ‘umbra plague’ were revealed a few months ago. Now the sufferers of ‘umbra plague’ are really considered like pests,” said the boss of their group.

This becomes more natural and on the other hand terrible.the fact ‘umbra plague’ was deliberately faked, and on the other hand terrible, all this for the sake of the sufferer himself so as not to be destroyed in this world because if one world understands the fact ‘umbra plague’ then surely the sufferer will be hunted to death.

‘So this is the reason why Aron continues to be bullied.’

“so go! Today our patience has broken, maybe we should just kill him and his mother.” suggested the boss, pulled a sharp dagger towards Arthur who was empty-handed.

“Stop, don't do anything to mom!” Aron shouted he certainly did not accept this rotten plan.

“You just shut up! You're just pests you'll never be accepted anywhere, won't be loved, nobody wants. You are beings who should not have been born!”

The boss raised the tone very strongly. It made Aron tremble with fear, but Arthur became a little angry. All of his words reminded Arthur of bad memories. Memories of him are bullied in the human world, memories of him being ostracized by one family. Of course Arthur understood this feeling.

[Ayato, I hope. I never gave birth to you! ]

‘I'm also mom. I also never asked to live’

He recalled his mother's words in his first life.

Arthur is silent this certainly gives a gap to the bandits, the three of them hit Arthur with a sharp weapon trying to stab him.

They thought that by this it could kill the juvenile before him, but very dearly.

Arthur was surrounded, outnumbered three to one. He had to act fast, there was no time to think. With quick footsteps, he was able to knock out the first enemy, but the other two quickly helped him. Arthur is forced to fight back without hesitation, relying on his instincts and training to survive. With the sound of his own breathing and the grunts of the enemies as the backdrop, Arthur is locked in a brutal physical fight. He is able to fend off all the enemies and in the end Arthur emerges victorious.

Arthur's gaze focused towards the three enemies he had just defeated, there was no mercy from his actions even his eyes were extremely cold. He was likely very angry with the careless nature of the thugs.

“Keren! You are so great Brother Arthur!”

Aron cheered, he thought all the moves Arthur made were great.

Arthur looked back, Aron was scared, but now he smiled cheerfully. Arthur's lips lifted, he was proud of himself for saving a child.

But the words from Aron following make Arthur fade a smile. The wind blows through both of the person's hairs, right at this moment. Aron smiled, the hood of his robe opened, displaying a large amount of red bumps behind his neck.But from the smile Aron did not look this sadness was purely a sense of excitement.

“I'm grateful with this I can rest in peace.. Brother Arthur when my time comes, please kill me.. If a good person like you kills me, then I will feel very honored.”

A simple sentence from a child. Arthur closed his eyes and could no longer think of what he should do. The 10-year-old boy asked to be killed out of desperation, this was too difficult and painful even he asked to be killed with an innocent smile.

As if unaware of the meaning of ‘kill', no, more precisely Arthur understands that Aron understands this, but he asks to die. This is what makes it look sad.