The Slayers
Chapter 177 (Season 4)
"So, where are we headed?"
"No idea, just follow."
"I don't feel good."
"Why? You scared?"
"The thing is, I don't have a sword right now."
"If it's mah, easy!"
Perhaps this was not the time, but, Alan and Johan were walking leisurely at this moment. Every step is passed without burden. Even so, they were still wary of what was to come.
"What's easy? Among all the weapons in the world, I can only use a sword!"
"Pfft, pathetic," said Alan, holding back his laughter.
"uh? You're mocking me!?"
"Am I unclear? I said, pathetic."
"You...!"
Their conversation ended with an angry Johan and Alan still laughing guiltlessly.
"...actually," Alan began to speak again. "You're not pathetic. It's amazing for people who master one thing, to the point where you're at one with it."
Johan was surprised. It was unexpected for him that Alan would say such a thing. Also, Alan's words sounded sincere. It adds a smile to the face
"Thank you."
"No need to thank me. I'm just telling the truth."
"Haha, it feels weird to hear that from you."
Alan could only smile. He felt that people's views on him were different. Starting from strange people, crazy, mentally ill, and other negative views. But, from Johan, he was curious what his views were towards her. His mind was very closed, like a fog. Entering just once, then he would be rejected by a hidden existence.
"Freak, from just now just a straight path, and just a turn."
Johan felt a strange presence on the road. As already determined the direction in which they will go through. That worries him
"Isn't that good?" Alan's different. He felt no worry, but an opportunity.
"good? Which part is good?"
"In this way, it means we're directed to the boss' room."
"Wait, what!?" Johan was very surprised to hear that. It was like they were challenging death.
"Why, isn't it always like that? You've never played a dungeon-themed rpg game?"
Johan shakes. Alan was so shocked, that he patted his head in frustration.
"You never play games?"
Johan nodded once more.
"Playing a sword with wood?"
"...fuck you."
"Is there something wrong with that?" asked Johan with a plain expression. Alan only responded by shaking his head.
"Hmm? That's ...." From a distance, Johan saw that there was a large room that seemed to be prepared just for them.
"Finally, huh?"
Without a second thought, the two ran towards the end.
"Huh? Empty?"
After setting foot in a large room. All they found was emptiness. Johan became disappointed after seeing all this.
Not with Alan, who was still observing the corners of the room. Still, there's nothing.
"Finally...."
A heavy sound filled the room suddenly. No one was there except the two of them. Till...
"Welcome, Johan Satriaputra, and Alan Lexius."
They suddenly heard a voice calling out their respective names, and it was coming from behind. Both of them faced back quickly, but there was no one. Unfortunately, their roads were also closed.
"No, there's no way out?"
"There's no other way, Alan. We have to fight."
"Ck," as he clicked his tongue, Alan took out a sword from his Inventory.
"Johan, put this on!"
"Eh, darima-"
"Silence, this is not the time!"
Johan sheathed his sword, and Alan prepared the horses. Both of them were ready to fight.
"Young talent from the academy is not playing. Very special and unique. Just try to have such a talent in our organization, it must be amazing." A heavy voice spoke out of nowhere. Alan and Johan did not see and feel the presence of the people around him. Only sounds appear.
"Hey, bajing*n, if you're brave then show yourself!"
The man then laughed at Alan's provocation.
"Like the necromancer said, you're a brave man, Alan."
'Necromancers? What-'
Alan realized something. This person who trapped them knew the Necromancer whom he had fought a while ago.
At that moment, Alan felt that there was something on him. Fluid shot out from his forehead, rushing like a waterfall. It was there that he realized that his head had been stuck in something.