Sigh.
How long was it been since I'm on my place? Was it 3 days ago? Honestly, I preferred being here rather than that place of the dammed. On the other hand, rather than acting like the king I'm supposed to be...
More so, as a demon I shouldn't indulge myself being with these human especially given my knowledge to the outside world. I genuinely should've prepared myself over such important matters. That insolent of a servant should at least given me prior information before unleashing me to the outside world.
Why am I generating such thoughts?
*Bang! Bam, pushb! Pew!*
Oh, now I remember now.
"HAHAHAH, what's wrong? Did that punch give you numbers?"
I'm strong, a very powerful individual with the title of a king... And no. It's not that I was overestimating myself and being all that ignorant, it's the truth that I am. But these guy...
A fist filled my vision as it pushes infront of me. Using my left arm did I redirected the punch before hitting me, only receiving a minor scratch. The punch hit like a sword. No but rather a mace.
Managing to defend about the punch, another one started approaching me, this time targeting my stomach.
*Bang!*
"Oh, hohoho. You managed to block it."
Can't this man take a break for just a second? No literally, I've been receiving punches non stop for these past minutes, oh how was it been. But I assure the minutes prior to these where I'm just enjoying my life now feels nostalgic to me.
These punch, faster than arrow. Even probably faster than the gun that I've recently know to. And with such speed to be fused with power. One did hit me... And it left me contemplating with my actions.
Of course it didn't necessarily injured me, rather I had just got a slight tilt on the brain. Is this what you call brain damage? Or brain healing since, it just woke me up to reality.
Leaving me distracted, this guy. Ashford started another barrages of punches once again. But this time instead of dodging, I started blocking. There's no need to fully hold back with such people going around in here, especially this guy.
Great, fighting with this guy made me not to underestimate such people. It's seems there's weak and strong in such era. Different to the days that I've know of.
Leaving thoughts aside, focusing on the person infront.
"Could you atleast hold back?"
"Ain't you the one holding back before?!"
Ashford after finishing his response then suddenly leaped leaving a dent on the floor. Given the time responding before impact I immediately leaped backwards.
*Thud!*
After the impact he immediately dashed forward with the intent to catch up with my retreat.
Oh geez he's really having the intent to go all out as something was charging up in his both fist all at once.
It wasn't difficult to imagine the impact of that attack. As the released energy was leaking enough to fully cover this entire battlefield. It probably wasn't the best to block such attack.
*Boom!*
Explosion occurred at our field, generating amounts of smoke. After the smoke dissipated here was Asford, standing infront of me before stumbling down on the floor.
In conclusion, the fight was over, leaving him defeated.
For how long did the fight goes, that I don't know. Although I realized what was his goal to have himself fight against me.
"He beat Ashford?!"
On our side was Klemmon. Before the fight did he asked to observe with his curiosity down upon me. A chuckle came, the cause of the sound came Ashford's mouth as I shifted my attention towards him.
"Oi what did you do?"
He asked. What did I do? Probably referring to his last punch before stumbling down the floor. Therefore I answered.
"I redirected it back to you."
"You seriously wanted me to believe that?"
"You don't have to believe it if you wanted to deny it."
It was after all the truth. Just because your attack is powerful it doesn't mean it's course can't be changed. Given enough experience you can save yourself from a punch that could blow hole on the land. If you have enough time purely for fighting for centuries that is.
"Pft AHAHAAHAH"
"What's so funny?"
I asked the laughing man infront of me. This guy Ashford, no matter how you look at him, he's definately not in the right mind. Do such unhinged people attract powers in on itself?
This guy, without a doubt was strong, even with the standard of a demon. It's just that he's on the floor right now was because he fought me, the demon king. Does this means there are more people capable and powerful as him if not more powerful?
If so then I am threatened here in the human world if one would banter that I am infact a demon. That punch. It really cleared things out to me. This was the reason I'm having such thoughts on the middle of the at that time.
I knew my actions of attracting such people like the queen would cause trouble, what I hadn't anticipated was of how much of a trouble it is to gain such attraction. And now this.
"Ohh Renhe, to have power for someone on the younger side like you."
Ashford. After ending his laughter then spoke.
"I know your background. The last trace of your information was from a police station. You appeared out of nowhere with a birth certificate and other important documents. Not only that, It was only recent. Are you perhaps impersonating someone? No. All the information do match itself to you."
He stopped taking a glance at Klemmon before continuing.
"But one thing though. It is true that you match all the information, one thing did not. No matter how powerful the lancelight family is. A fighting style is not something they can create in the middle of a cave. And more so gain an experience that of a veteran. Are you even a human I wonder? Or did something happen on that cave?"
"..."
Such miscalculation. Even though I realized his motive in heat of our battle, nevertheless It was too late to undo this mistake, as if I had realized it sooner would I refuse to take his offer of a million. Sigh, arguing would be meaningless as I need is countermeasures.
"It would be shameful to be suspected of my identity. Should I prove it with my genetic then?"
The room was meet with silence. As Ashford remained silent. Klemmon then who had just stood there on the side spoke.
"By that do you mean a Dna test?"
"Yes. The butler told me that if I'm being suspected of my identity. I should prove it with such things."
"... I see, It's not that surprising since...
Klemmon muttered. Leaving him and his thoughts aside I looked at Ashford.
After noticing my attention to him, did his wandering mind disappeared and he started speaking.
"I see, if you're that confident then there's no need for a test."
He stood up and walk into me. Then side by side, with us looking in the opposite direction as he patted my shoulder off.
"Alright alright my boy, security is just that tight these days. Suspicions are bound to plague human given the circumstances."
"I see no problem with it, given that prisoners are roaming free here in these place."
"You also know that huh?"
"Isn't that a common knowledge? I already spent enough time outside to know the news."
"HAHAHAHA, yeah yeah. You're kinda right, oh well, maybe I should send some authority and bodyguards to protect you?"
"I'll humbly refuse, as I wished for my personal freedom."
"... I get it, I kind of understand you... And her Majesty, the Queen, has invited you for a dinner. Well you can refuse if you want, but there should be an excuse valid enough to oppose the royalty."
"If so then I refuse. As I'm about to start going to school with tight schedule especially I'm late for a week."
"Oh, school? With your age and talent, you're probably going to that university... Ah yes, even the royal couldn't take powerful influence on the place. Alright then."
"..."
"Renhe, let's meet again at some time."
With that, Ashford left the battlefield, or the gym that they called. Dealing with him... How tiring. There's no more troublesome than an overly cautious person, and I somehow caught it's attention.
The queen huh?
How could they gather enough information about me in such a short amount of time? Given the day that I woke up and was asked for a short sparring, it wasn't even lunch yet, but rather breakfast.
I genuinely couldn't tell apart nor recognized who she was, as all the person I've asked questions to look similarly important, which is a headache now that I realized my own problem. Ugh if could turn back time. How much time do I need to develop such thing? A thousand of years? This is not a viable option.
I need to live through my past mistakes. How terrible.
And now, how do I deal with this?
Looking at my side.
"Mr. Klemmon. Was my Identity also being suspected by you?."
I questioned, walking away from the field, marching towards him. He then responded.
"How can I not? Although it had dissipated a bit, I would've wished you stay through to your words about proving your identity with a Dna test."
"Fret not, if would provide you just that."
"About, the trade. Should we discuss it privately, out of this gym?"
"... Gladly."
***
After such a long grueling day. It had finally turned evening. I would've still probably stay here in this hotel until the ride had arrive which would send me Back to that school.
On the other hand. I had managed to get myself over four million frinz. Here I say, gold was still valuable upto this day.
Money is secured, so does shelter, and clothing, food is also out of the way, and lastly a short term goal which was to wait for my ride. All I need was to not make trouble again and ensure my own safety.
And most important was information. Oh how I was short sighted upto this day, the most important thing that I have forgotten due to my carelessness. To this day, I'm just a toddler what had beed exposed to this stimulating information without preparation and on how to fully process said information.
Truly, my past self truly did me numbers of trouble, salivating like a kid who had just seen deserts for the first time. Although I cannot change my past, I could still preserve my future into safety.
After finishing dinner I returned to my room. I needed to gather my thoughts, no matter how much did that Ashford gave me great headache, that person helped realized things I should've realized sooner. Just how long would I figured and realize it out if I haven't interacted with him?
Oh now I realized too that I wouldn't even met him if I haven't asked every person on this place along with the queen of this country? Although I don't know if she really was a queen or just nicknamed that way.
Bearing thoughts like this would just make me despite my past self even more. I need a way to prevent something like this from happening even again in the near future, while also dealing to the past mistakes.
...
Should I just kill?
And to think that force and violence would also be out of the question.
Killing Ashford was easy. So does making it look an accident. But if he just got murdered prior to our contact, oh would I be suspected even more. He might've also been anticipating that, that if he dies then so it confirms his suspicions out of me.
And to add things...
I looked at the upper corner of my room as I lie down to my bed. There, was a machine. A dome shaped like hanging on the ceiling of this room. My instinct on the very first day, not just this day nor the day that I came in this hotel. But the very first day I came here in this world.
The these things with a different shape on every different places. Was watching my every move. Like that of a surveillance, which is why I cause little to no trouble.
Unknown things like these is why needed Information. Yet my mind has already been filled with so much information that it is taking slower to process information than expected.
Okay okay, take it slow, I have a lot of time. And it's not like there's a limit of much I can take all at once. And look, a good news is that, I'm going to school to gain said knowledge. I really need that modern common sense to process modern information with my medieval brain. Yes, common sense is all I need...
Common sense.
Common sense...
...
Ohh how truthfully of a fool I am. Why did I expect for the school to teach me common sense if these common sense were learned at a very young age to prepare them here in the outside world.
"Ughhhhhhhhhh."
Without much to do, or rather, since I couldn't do anything but wait. All I did was to burrow myself with this soft mattress and vent out my frustrations, living in this world of the dammed.