Chapter 13 - The devil's incarnation

Everyone stared at the lone boy, who lazily walked the road toward them. The bandits looked at him with rage in their eyes. They felt that it was Drake who killed three of their subordinates.

Suddenly, Drake was stabbed from behind out of nowhere. An assassin observing the situation was invisible all this time, and when Drake showed up, he decided to assassinate him as fast as he could.

The other bandits expressed relief the moment Drake collapsed on the ground. However, the one man was not happy. He pulled out his bow and aimed it at Drake's head. His face distorted from anger and fury.

He shot the arrow at Drake's head, piercing it. "You asshole, you killed my brother!" He shouted while he was taking out another arrow. However, he heard a giggling.

"Fun! So much fun!~" Drake yelled as his body burst in flames, the arrow in his head turned to ashes, and he stood up in his flaming glory, making him seem like the devil incarnation.

"DAMN YOU!" The man cursed as he was about to take off his mask when Drake took out his Heaven Slayer, slashing at the man's face, leaving two long cuts on it. The man screamed in pain as blood gushed out, he threw his sword aside and tried to escape, but Drake grabbed his shoulder.

"Welcome, to my world of flames!~" Drake quoted his favorite villain from an anime he used to watch on Earth. The man struggled in his grip, trying to push him away, but then Drake released him, making the man fall into the burning fire around him.

Every step Drake took burned the ground and left blazing trails. Soon the entire place went utterly silent, except for Drake's footsteps. Drake looked at everyone. There were only twenty men alive. He stretched his neck and said, "let's get this over with," with a smirk on his face.

"D-Demon!" one of the girls shouted.

"It's... it's a Demon!" Her father screamed as his face turned pale.

All of the bandits, except for one man, attacked. Their weapons glistened in the moonlight. But they failed because it melted when their weapons touched Drake's burning body.

"N-No... He isn't a demon." Suddenly the woman said while trying to calm down her family. "He is a human for sure."

"A-Are you sure?" Julian, her husband, asked while holding their daughters' hands tightly.

"Yes." she confidentially nodded.

"What?" James, one of the bandits trying to hide and looking for a way to escape, heard her. He grabbed her collar and demanded answers. "Are you sure? How do you know?!"

The woman realized her mistake. She should have kept this to herself until this was over. But she wanted to calm her family down. However, they were more scared of that flaming human than the bandits at this point.

"I... I have an appraisal skill," she answered. However, the conversation didn't last, as the fight kept getting more intense.

Drake was fighting twenty people at once, this time using fire less and slashing them with Heaven Slayer, which had the form of a sword. Every time the swords connected, they exploded into small pieces of ash and burnt the ground where they just stood.

As the fight continued, Drake felt exhausted, and his Dragon Lord form disappeared. "Eh?!" He shouted in surprise. After losing control over his dragon form, he was still in human form.

The bandits were so shocked that they lost concentration. All the other bandits rushed towards him. One of the bandits raised his sword above his head, ready to strike down Drake. One of them managed to stab him in the shoulder. Drake used fire to push away the bandits and stepped back, taking deep breaths.

"H-He is injured?" the bandit exclaimed in disbelief seeing Drake bleeding.

"Y-Yes!" Another bandit replied, "We can kill him!"

This statement earned a few cheers from the bandits. Another bandit shot Drake with an arrow, and he fell backward.

"He is definitely going to die!" The second bandit added. The first one looked at Drake angrily, as if he was looking at something disgusting.

"Wait!" A third bandit finally spoke. "This is suspicious!"

"Huh?" The others questioned in surprise.

"Look!" The other bandit exclaimed, pointing to Drake, "He should be dead already! But he is standing up!"

"Oh..." The others said in realization.

Suddenly, Drake's face turned dark, and his Heaven Slayer changed form and became a spear. He thrust it forward through the crowd.

The blade pierced through one of the bandits, right into his stomach. Blood immediately sprayed out of his wound and onto the surrounding people. The man released his bloodiest scream since he had lived on Earth and collapsed to the ground.

All the bandits backed away, afraid of Drake now. They had no idea what to do.

"I guess spear fits me the best!" Drake declared, raising his Heaven Slayer again.

"W-Wait!" The first bandit yelled. "Please don't kill us!"

"Hahaha~" Drake laughed; his laughter seemed like hell. "You're funny!" And with that, he plunged his Heaven Slayer right into the heart of the man who begged mercy.

The group gasped after watching the scene before their eyes. The man's screams soon disappeared into thin air, and the corpse fell to the ground, dead.

A woman in a black hoodie suddenly walked out from behind a tree and said, in a cold voice to the carriage passengers, "If you value your lives, follow me." She turned and disappeared into the shadows.

With a quick pace, the group followed the mysterious person. They walked for quite a distance before reaching a small town.

They were greeted by a lady wearing a white blouse and a green skirt. She had red hair and wore red lipstick and blue eye shadow. She looked young, maybe 25 or 27 years old, and held herself straight.

"Are you, the famous noble family of Riverborn?" She asked, looking directly at the man who was the leader.

Everyone stood quiet, still shaken by everything that happened in the forest, until Julian took a deep breath and said, "Uhh... Yes! Thank you so much for saving us." Julian awkwardly responded. His wife gave him a nervous smile while nodding, agreeing with what Julian said.

"Follow me." Before walking towards the building in front of them, the mysterious lady simply stated, without turning back.