[Back to the present]
"Helloooo~~~ is there a guy named Fredrich there?"
"…"
"…"
Silence
Some strange kid just blew up the entire door without notice, so it's no surprise that everyone was too dumbfounded to answer me.
Although I acted all relaxed, I was actually doing my best to take advantage of their shock to scan the room and everyone in it.
{About 30 people in the room, 3 standing, half of them injured, and one… looks like he's about to die.}
Seeing the boy's blonde hair, I was certain that it was Fred.
3 fatties were surrounding him with clothes that were all disheveled and exhausted breathing. This meant that I interrupted them while they were beating up Fred.
Feeling my head becoming cloudy again, I shook my head left and right to stop it.
Although these three didn't look so, based on my memories two of them were higher ranked than me, while one was between me and Fred. Though most of that was probably because of their backers rather than their individual abilities it still showed that this was going to be a tough fight.
Judging by their expressions, except the 3 standing, the other children were all probably in the same position as Fred. This meant that I didn't have to consider them as threats for now, and only have to deal with the fat trio.
But despite that, I am still going to face 3 superhumans. Not to mention that this is actually my first true fight as all the other circumstances were either training or catching someone completely off guard.
One wrong move and I'll end up just like Fred so, trying to take advantage of his nature, I tried provoking Darius and hopefully have him make rash decisions.
{The biggest one in the middle, he's probably Darius Futwark, the one whose dad was a billionaire. I've heard from the two men's conversation that he was quick-tempered, let's try it out}
"Hmmm... hey fatty, you deaf? I asked a question just now."
"wha!..su-such insolence-"
"Please stop talking, your breath smells. Don't you brush at all? Well considering how you look you probably ate your toothbrush as well hahahahaha."
Hearing the obvious ridicule, the dumbfounded Darius's face crumpled and started turning red as veins sprouted at his forehead.
The sound of his grinding teeth could be heard everywhere and a shout filled with anger was released from his mouth.
"… you…you...Fucker! You two, get him!"
{Woah, that was easy}
Seeing the two coming at me I still had the same nonchalant look. One was carrying a mace that would without a doubt knock me out if it landed. While the other one… was just carrying a wooden stick and running at me with drool falling from his lips.
{Is his gift non-combat based?}
Well disregarding all that, you might be wondering why I was so calm.
Is it because I was confident in my abilities?
No. anything could happen.
Is it because I thought my opponent was weak?
One guy is carrying a deadly weapon so whether his weak or not isn't the problem here.
The answer was fairly simple really. Before I came in and ruined the party they were probably in the middle of beating up Fred.
They looked like they never trained in their lives so as expected of two overweight children, running at me their movements were slow and sluggish as their stamina was most likely drained from before.
The guy with the mace swung his weapon downward trying to hit my head, but all it took was a quick sidestep to the left and the slow trajectory of the weapon only hit the floor, cracking it.
Not giving him time to retrieve his mace, with my left hand I did a hook jab on his open ribs, prompting him to drop down.
Now that his head was lowered I was now able to execute my next move, a strong knee to the chin, knocking him out cold.
"one down"
"raaaaghhh!"
Hearing the loud shout, I glanced behind me to see the other one with his wooden stick raised high on his head trying to swing it with as much force as he could.
{too open}
His entire stomach was unguarded by him doing such an exaggerated movement so a quick kick to the solar plexus was all it took to take him out of the fight.
{…they're weaker than I thought, looks like I was only being overly cautious. How did they even beat Fred-}
Whooommm!
Feeling heavy pressure coming my way from the back of my head I reflexively rolled to the side and dodged.
Boom!
{Damn!}
Now being a certain distance away, I turned my head and looked ahead to see what happened
In front of me, I saw Darius, with his entire right hand buried deep into the smashed floor. It had to be mentioned that the floor was made of stone, meaning he had just broken the stone floor with a single slap just now.
"gulp*"
What I saw made me feel cold sweat as the thought of that attack connecting terrified me.
{without a doubt, that was the same attack that took out Fred.]
If it had actually connected, the fight would've ended then and there.
"hohoh, to think you were able to dodge that. You're the first."
"So those two acts as a distraction while you silently go behind an opponent. Was that your plan all along?"
"Yep, this attack was even capable of taking out an adult so the fact you dodged it … you're a tougher opponent than I imagined."
"Thanks for the compliment."
After our back and forth, silence returned to the room as we intensely stared at each other, thinking of our next moves.
This went on for a few more seconds until the sound of a pebble falling acted as a trigger, as we both simultaneously ran to each other.
Darius' entire body was glowing in a faint yellow light as the pressure he gave off started becoming heavier.
In a forward lunging position, he charged at me like a raging bull seeing red.
Feeling the threat of his attack, I slid down between his legs just narrowly missing him. Missing his target, Darius ended up smashing into the wall completely destroying it.
It looks like the wall wasn't enough as his charge still continued outside, only stopping after all the momentum was gone.
"tsk!… fucking monkey!" (Darius)
{good, this open area is much more advantageous for me.}
Holding on to the stick the knocked-out boy tried to hit me with, I stepped outside of the room and met Darius in the grassy backyard.
"Hmph! You think that will change anything?"
"Who knows, why don't you let me hit you once to test it."
"…"
No longer responding, Darius took off his shoes and socks and threw them away leaving him barefooted. He then unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt and took a position similar to that of a sumo wrestler.
Not being complacent, I also took off my shoes to get a better grip on the grass and held the stick with both of my hands like a sword.
This was our second standoff so once again, as if we planned it, we both simultaneously lunged at each other. Only this time, I wasn't planning on only dodging.
With his arms wide open to cover as much as he could, Darius lunged at me with the intent of using his weight to completely crush me. It also seemed that the previous standoff affected him, as the space between his legs was much narrower than before.
But contrary to his belief, instead of dodging, I swung my stick diagonally as hard as I could breaking it when it hit his head.
With a loud thud, his entire body lowered as he was forced to take a knee. Thinking that it was over I ended up relaxing a little, not noticing that Darius's eyes were still filled with fire as he caught me off guard with a sudden lunge.
Slow to react, I was unable to completely dodge and my right arm was grabbed.