Sam even though this situation was somehow turning to the worse, he clearly knew that his safety was assured since the old man spoke about his highness waiting for him to hatch.
For safety measures, however, he still got closer to Derek in case something suddenly happens and his intuition became a reality.
' His Highness, huh? It seems like a prince or a king is the real owner of this farm, not Derek and his deceased friend Don. Now that I think about it, isn't living in a palace surrounded by servants the best thing that can happen to me? I can literally be safe and get whatever i want to have, no?'
But the moment those thoughts hit him, he quickly pushed them to the back of his mind.
' No, no, the dragon god himself told me not to enter any city or anything of that sort since it's life-threatening; he surely knows things I still have no idea about since I'm not a native of this world. Maybe being taken by his highness will only mean my doom, not the other way around.'
Sam leaned on Derek's chest with the last shred of hope in his bosom that he would escape this whole place and get as far away from these people as possible, and gazed around.
Right now, the night was already very deep. A thick cloud had obscured the moonlight. The dark shadow was like a curtain covering the river shore.
It was deadly silent all around; Derek and Tom were staring at each other, waiting for who will be making the first move.
The silence lasted for a few minutes till, finally, the thin-looking man wearing a robe made of leather broke it," No, come and take him yourself if you can."
After he finished speaking, Derek placed the baby dragon a little next to his right foot and stood up. At the same time, a long white bow appeared out of thin air on his right hand.
It was a charming compound bow that had been well constructed of valuable steel. Its string is made from exceptional grass fiber; it's a rare material in these parts of the world.
The limbs have been decorated with animal bones and end in long points ornamented with dragon bone. The handle is wrapped in hide and decorated with carved woodwork.
The narrow quiver is made from thick leather and is supposed to be worn around the archer's back. The outer side has been decorated with a furry animal tail, which may have been added by the archer on a lazy day.
In the hands of an expert archer, this bow is capable of firing arrows up to 194 meters while still retaining lethal power.
" Seems like you really gonna force me to do this, little friend. It pains to kill someone that I basically saw growing up, but I have no choice in this matter; I also won't ask for your forgiveness after you reach the after life; I'll accept this sin and be punished for it when the time comes."
As he finished his words, Tom unsheathed the long spear on his back, another tear escaping his right eye as he thought of the consequences of his next actions.
" It's a pity, but you left me no choice. For the long years, we spent together, I'll use Blazefury to kill you, this is the only thing I can do to acknowledge your strength and our past."
A long, slim, warped blade made of steel is held by a long grip wrapped in low-cost, jade-green dragon skin.
With a single, sharp edge, this weapon is the perfect choice for slicing and dicing while also offering you a way to effectively block attacks.
The blade had no cross-guard, which tells you that is a spear and not just a sword of some kind.
A small pommel is decorated with a rare gem; this weapon is clearly meant for an important figure.
The blade itself is bare. No decorations of any sort are on it. While the long hilt on the bottom of the spear is as elegant as its owner, the blade has to be as strong as its owner.
Only people with sufficient strength are able to use this weapon. None deserve this weapon more than the greatest fighters of all.
At the same time, not just any blacksmiths can make such weapons. Which instantly tells you that the owner had a lot of wealth to hire such a rare existence.
Swoosh!
A figure of a human wearing a black cloak suddenly shot out from a nearby tree on the left of Tom; he was so fast that Sam could only see afterimages in the path he took, never to spot the real body.
Boom!
The ground below the old man's feet cracked. At the next moment, he vanished and reappeared in front of the black-cloaked figure, his spear already set in an attack motion.
With a woosh, the old man brandished his long-bladed spear beheading the cloaked figure. The force behind the attack was so strong and quick that even the trees and ground in the path of his slash split in half, creating a long line of pure destruction in its path.
The old man sneered disdainfully," I'm already old enough; I won't just sit by and watch everyone around me slowly die in this cruel world. Once in my life, I'll fight to save who is close to me; I won't make the same past mistakes again."
Suddenly, the body of the cloaked figure he had just beheaded faded from Tom's line of sight, instantly sending a cold shiver run down his spine.
' Damn it, I actually fell for it! I made a huge mistake in taking action this fast. My feelings got the best of me!' He cursed in his heart as he sheathed his long spear and sped to stand next to Derek, who was only readying his attack in wait for something.
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" If I hadn't predicted such an outcome, my personal assassin would have really died there. You have grown stronger old friend."
A gentle voice that of a young man sounded in everyone's ears, taking everyone's full attention as they looked up in the air.
" It's sad that your strength and power aren't strong enough to go up against me."