Chapter 95 A Message From Tiozin!
Dingpa Village:
Leaving the disemboweled corpses that litter the ground in the now quiet village. Sitting on top of a little shack of a home holding the severed head of the last villager he spoke to, propped up right as he flicks the head up and down like if was a hacky sack, speaking to himself in the midst of the serene but also off putting atmosphere, Mezo says in a bore den tone, is there truly no real warriors out there that can give me a thrill to battles anymore? Have I reached the pinnacle of my strength? If not, if there really is a god in this world. Give me a sign to reassure me there are still mighty and formidable foes for me to test my blades upon. After making his plea while gazing up at the orange reddish sundown, coming in hot over the horizon, a hawk eagle comes swooping in towards Mezo, while still holding the severed head in his right hand, looking at the descending bird as it lands in front of him. Examining the bird with careful eyes, Mezo spots a small bag for caring letters on it's left leg, waddling closer to Mezo the bird stops on his left side, reaching out with his large claw like hand, Mezo unfastens the pouch, opening it up pulling out a piece of parliament with the seal of the Weldro flag one the document.
Mezo says in a perplexed tone, hmm a letter from his majesty? Funny I haven't received one of these in a while. Unrolling the document, Mezo begins to read the paper at a nice leisurely pace, getting down to the last sentence, Mezo says, it would seem lord Tiozin wishes for me to snuff out this swordsman called Vic Balman from the land of Dista. Standing up after sitting for a while, rolling the document back up, placing it on top of the severed head he put down on his right, taking in a nice long deep breath and then exhaling, Mezo says with an enthusiastic and slightly interested tone, Vic Balman! If your name has been written in this parchment that my lord has wrote about you, you must be a man that has some high esteem. And if that's the case hopefully battling you will get me out of my slump for worth in this vast world. And if you are a true and powerful swordsman. Taking your soul with my blades should bring my spark for bloodshed back again.
End of Chapter 95