[Replying to host, the follower has lost consciousness and is in comatose. The body has suffered too much bleeding, it is suggested to tie up the bleeding areas first.]
Hira nodded his head before running to one of the killers he had just crushed.
"You won't be needing this anymore." He said before ripping the killer's shirt.
Then he got back to the young man and started folding the clothe over various cuts on his body.
…
"To think they would be this cruel." Hira said angrily.
There were multiple small and large cuts over the young man's body. Hira was amazed at how the young man still kept on clinging to life.
"Now what?" Hira faced himself in a dilemma for a few seconds, on one side, there were killers that he needed to take care of, and on the other side, there was this kid who needed immediate medical assistance or he would die soon.
"Whatever…" The dilemma did not last for long as Hira decided to take the kid back to his camp for treatment. It's more important to save a life, as for taking care of killers, he also had a plan for them as well.
Hira picked up the kid and started running towards the camp. He did not run too fast for his speed, maybe trying to not shake the kid too much.
Once he reached the camp area, he suddenly stopped.
"Oye you… come out or I will come at you." Hira said while looking at the air.
"…"
"… It seems there is no choice but to kill you then." Hira said again, as if talking to no one.
"No… please don't… I… I am coming out." Suddenly a startled voice came from behind a big boulder far in the distance.
From behind the boulder a hunched man in black clothes and mask appeared. His body quivering and voice breaking.
His back was full of sweat. This killer had been tasked by their leader to bring their men back as they were taking too much time playing with the kid. He had already imagined how he was going to scold his mates by the name of their leaders when he found them. But he never imagined that by the time he met them, they would already be dead.
All the five killers that had been just a level below him in cultivation, were all pulverized to the point that it was impossible to recognize them anymore. He knew that he was no match for the person who did that. He was already planning on running back as fast as he could and notify his boss. But then greed overtook him as he decided to follow the person who was taking care of the mortal brat that the killers were having fun with. He wanted to find their hiding spot, and tell it to his leader. That would immediately raise his position in the group.
After running only for a few minutes, he was able to see a camp set out on the ground, so he decided to run back and tell his boss about it.
But then he heard the voice of the young cultivator he was following.
He knew that if he tried to run now, that monster of a young man would definitely come after him, for a second, he even thought of trying to shirk off the young man and run away, but just considering the situation of what would happen if the young man was able to catch up to him, filled him with fear. So instead of fighting or trying to run away, he decided to surrender himself. The crazy young cultivator would not kill him right, see he was even trying to save a trash mortal.
Thinking of that, the hunched man slowly came out of his hiding and appeared in front of Hira.
"…"
"…"
"Smash…"
"Boom…"
Then, the hunched man fainted as Hira directly smacked him on the ground. But he could be considered lucky as at least his life was spared.
"To think this trick worked!" Hira was also amazed, he had realized that there was another person looking at him when his eyes fell on a shadow hiding behind a rock. So he decided to run slow enough so that the stocker would not think too much of his strength and still have the guts to follow him.
For once, Hira wondered if this was really how assassins in this world were, to get caught by their shadows, wasn't this a bit too clumsy? And the other party did not even notice that he was not running urgently, did he not get a clue?
'Whatever...'
Without wasting too much time, Hira picked up the young man and dragged the hunched killer.
…
Currently the same hunched killer was lying on the ground in front of their tent.
While the young man was being treated by the employees in Hira's camp.
…
"So… so much happened." Misty and Rose were really shocked.
To think so many things happened in just an hour while they were sleeping.
"Yeah… but there is still stuff to do. Oye sick bastard do you love playing dead so much? I can make you dead if you want." He said as he looked at the hunched killer lying on the ground.
"No… no lord… I am wide awake. Please don't hit me." The hunched killer immediately stood up.
Hira took out a glass of water before cutting his finger and letting some of his blood mix with the water.
"Drink it." He said as he coldly looked at the killer.
"…"
"Gulp… gulp… gulp…" The killer gulped down all the water without thinking much about it. He knew he was already doomed, so what if he drank some water mixed with blood?
…
"Boss… boss… the… the five of them area all dead and hunchback has disappeared as well." A killer appeared in front of their leader and told him about the death of their colleagues.
"… was it a monster?"
"They… they were all smashed to death in a single blow." The subordinate replied.
'… They might have come across some strong cultivator and got themselves killed. Hunchback might be following the cultivator, we will continue towards Enthrall, If hunchback is alive, we will meet there, else if he is dead, then we don't want to mess with another strong cultivator while we are already on a mission.' The leader thought to himself.
"Let's go…"
…
"Tell me something, aren't assassins supposed to be all cold hearted and willing to sacrifice their life at moment's notice. Why are you such a scaredy cat?" Hira asked as he looked at the hunched back man in amusement.
He thought that the old man would at least resist to drink the water, thinking about why Hira put his blood in the water in front of him. But no, this old foggy just drank the entire cup in a single go.
"Lord… we are not assassins, we are killers. We just like to kill and all of us will shit their pants when we come across death ourselves." The old hunched back man replied sincerely, with no regards to his self-respect, although there was none that he had.
"…"
"Oh… so that's what a killer is!"