The Eternity: The Colour of Fate
Chapters 10.5

Chapter 10: It Continues!

Hosh..

We all stopped when a burly man with battle scars was clearly drawn on his burly hands and neck.

Everything is lined up.

While I still catch my breath, and immediately join the rest.

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[Normal POV]

Taps. Taps. Taps.

A group of small children immediately approached a burly man in a teaching uniform. Both of his arms were curled up to his elbows, displaying scratches of rough cuts on his big hands. Same with his neck.

"Greetings! Master Edgar!"

The man looked at the group of children fiercely.

His gaze was distracted at a small child who was following with breathless breathing.

"Murid salute!" Speak to the boy with a breath that still sounds loud.

"Hmm? Are you the student of the baj*ngan huh!?" Ask.

"Eh? Well? If you mean that Baj*ngan is a master of Yama, then that's true" the boy said as he scratched his nape.

"Hmmm!" Grunts Edgar.

A sharp gush of aura floated invisible in the air.

The auras immediately flew towards Raka.

Raka's blue eyes sharply reflected the aura that was approaching her.

'Aura, pressure. I don't know if these two things have the same concept as the aura and the pressure in which I came from. But clearly, from what I felt, he had absolutely no evil intentions.'

'In my previous life, I was the first place in the realm of underworld fighters. It cannot be compared, considering that this world has two different concepts from my previous world. But that's not the case with the basics in combat.'

In my previous life, I was a fighter who relied on speed, sharpness. While this man in front of me, not sharpness, but a solid strength and firmness. An existence that could not be underestimated was certainly in a fight.'

'Then, unmistakably, it was an undisputed existence like him who became my natural enemy in battle.'

The pressure immediately hit Raka's small body. Sweat poured out, his face slightly pale with a heavy breath.

Edgar's gaze narrowed, looking in disdain at the little boy who looked slightly trembling.

'Tsk 'Tsk. I thought this kid would be the same as you, Yama.'

'Really disappointing!'

Raka looked up her little face, showing a pair of sparkling blue eyes, staring sultryly. Those blue eyes were completely clear and deep.

In an instant, a threatened feeling surged sharply from his blue eyes. Edgar was surprised, his eyes widened in disbelief at the child's counterattack before him.

His feelings are in a major crisis.

'Not a life and death threat, but what the hell with this feeling? Cold, deep feeling. Like drowning in a deep, dark lake. A mysterious lake.'

The corner of Edgar's mouth lifted, this feeling that made him feel challenged. Before a sharp sound stung him.

'Looks like you want to test my sword again huh? Baj*ngan shit!'

'Tsk 'Tsk. Goddamnit! Though it's being fun! Basic bullies!'

'Who cares about your crazy fetish, huh!?'

'Tsk! Goddamnit! Stop assuming my fighting wish is a fetish! You freak!'

'Hmph!'

Edgar took his breath. His aura has been retracted. While Raka was standing with both hands supporting her trembling knees. Right now, he was still busy adjusting his breath as the huge hand touched his shoulder.

"Huh?" All the students were surprised. No exception with Raka.

"Haha! Really interesting! You're such an interesting kid! Little boy!"

Plaque!

Crews!

He hit his shoulder hard. The sound of shaking surprised them.

"U-uugh. master..."

"uh? You have really fragile bones huh? Little boy!"

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