The fifty-first day in mountains. "Do all these killers really believe I'm easy meat?" Renji looked at the corpse of the female assassin all in black. She didn't even possess warrior cultivation, only a fifth-grade rank warrior. Renji was able to kill her himself only thanks to his magic. But then there was Kaiya Tanaka, who laughed. "Anyone who sees you would be able to tell that you are just a kid, a stupid kid who doesn't know how high the heaven is or how deep the earth is, a kid that dares to wander these mountains alone.
Why wouldn't they want to get an easy kill like you?" Renji felt helpless. He was still only fifteen. Despite the fact that it was almost a grown man's face, he still looked very much like a small boy. "This one had to go and stab me while dying. It does not bother me too much that I will have another scar, but she also ripped my clothes.
And now only one pair is left." as Renji pointed to the large hold in the tunic, he couldn't help but both cry and laugh.
Renji had been able to acquire several sets of clothes from attempted assassins, but he had lost even more here in the Mountain of Magical Monsters.
„Come on, Boss, the magicite cores in here are at most a couple thousand gold coins. Can't a set of clothes be worth so much?" Echo refuted without hesitation. Hearing that, Renji couldn't help but laugh. Having spent more than a month in these mountains, the scars on his body had grown more and plentiful, however, the number of magicite cores in his backpack had grown along with them. "Screw it. Going topless from now on. Use my last spare set when I go back. I won't be seen by anyone anyway, up in these mountains," Renji stated, finally tossing in the tattered set of clothing and bared his chest. And grip his black dagger, Renji moved on. In this stretch while traveling, Renji had good use of this black dagger. Then, after walking for some distance properly for a while, Renji started again to muttered spell's incantation. Not long after, the wind swirled again at the center of Renji's surrounding; it was the Windwatcher spell again.
Within 300 meters in diameter area, it was impossible for anything to fall into an area that is beyond Renji's monitoring. Generally, Renji would cast the Windwatcher spell with caution after he had walked a long period of time. After having walked a while, Renji cast the Windwatcher spell again. "Ah, there is a crowd of people? Why are those people hiding on top of that tree? " Renji was quite curious. At that time, some hundred meters south of Renji, ten or so people crouched around an enormous old tree, its girth so wide that seven people had to link hands just to surround the tree.
He simply could not hide his inquisitiveness when he stealthily approached closer.
Slowly, carefully, Renji crept into a patch of tall, thick grass, from where he could gain a vantage point to peer at the ten people on the tree. Those ten-odd persons were all donned in black attires with each of them carrying a black dagger, sheathed at their waists. "A black dagger?" Renji stared at one black blade drawn there. From the color of the blade to the shape, it was exactly the same. Not only that, the ten or so people hidden on top of the tree gave Renji a similar sinister feeling—very much like the first assassin Renji bumped into. "…The same black clothes, and the same black dagger, and…" Renji noticed that the backs of all of these men were bulging slightly. Renji can't stop himself from thinking back at that first assassin with his backpack tightly strapped to his back, beneath his clothes. It was only because Echo ripped those clothes open on the first that they found the backpack. "They belong to the same organization." Even an idiot would come to this conclusion. Renji's heartbeat involuntarily began to speed up. At this point in time, the people hiding on the tree were talking in a low tone. "Why haven't #18 and #7 come back yet? " One of the black-garbed men said unhappily. "Possibly dead." Another black-garbed man said coldly. "Watch the time. We'll wait until night falls. "If he doesn't make it back before dusk, then even if he survived, he would be declared a failure." Another man in black clothes spoke coldly. The rest of the black-clothed men did not say anything after his comment,
Renji, concealed below the grass, slightly guessed that the one who had just spoken was the leader of this group of black-clad men. Secretly startled, he felt like it was taken as a sort of good omen. "The person who wanted to kill me originally was a sixth rank warrior, and they were of the darkness-style. Their leader is probably even more powerful." Renji instantly exhibited his intention to retreat, but after he just took a few steps back… The leader suddenly frowned and swerved, staring straight at Renji. "Swish! " A black blur shot at Renji with high speed, shocking Renji. He then realized, "I've been exposed! He immediately used the wind-style Rapidstream speed, and with the fastest speed he could manage, he ran deeper into the forest. In Renji's opinion, the deeper one would go into the mountain, the more dangerous it got.
The opponent, upon seeing him run into the deep dangerous mountains, might very well hesitate and not give chase.
Renji had already resolved in his mind that after going a bit deeper in, he would change directions and leave. Seeing that black backpack on Renji's back and the dagger that he held in his hand, the expression on the face of the leader of the said 'higher-ranked' group changed. "#2, deal with him." The black-garbed leader ordered. The higher the ranking number was, the stronger one was. After all, the leader was able to calculate Renji's power by seeing Renji's movements just then. "Yes, my lord." One of the men dressed in black immediately jumped down from the tree and started to chase Renji with astonishing speed. But since Renji had quite a significant head start, and was initially quite far from him anyway, the distance between that black-garbed man and Renji was 70 meters to start. But this black-garbed man really was very fast, indeed—seemingly a little bit faster than even the first assassin. "Astonishing speed!" He moved nimbly into the mountain, at times crawling and then leaping. But the cold-running, black-garbed man after him from behind didn't shout back. The one who gave chase seemed to close in more closely, and the longer Renji fled, the closer that proceeding assassin got. 60 meters. 50 meters. 40 meters. 30 meters. 10 meters. 9 meters. 8 meters. 7 meters! Apparently scared out of his mind, Renji ran straight to the suburban center of the mountains. "Wind-style magus? " The black-garbed man could tell from what effects Renji was being helped. "Even helped by wind-magic, he's so slow. Seems like his a fourth-grade warrior, at the most peak four-grade warrior."" The black-garbed man was totally confident not to commit a mistake and to have been able to slay Renji at the moment he came up close. " undefinedRenji seemed to be very scared on the surface, but in fact, he was extremely quiet and calm. "We indeed have ran several kilometers. Those ten assassins over there shouldn't be able to see us." A cold look suddenly flash through the fleeing Renji's eyes, and at the same time, little Umbramouse Echo, which had been crouched over on Renji's shoulder 'terrified', suddenly move. Whoosh! Little Umbramouse suddenly expanded in size before the assassin's eyes, reaching him in an instant. In good faith, the assassin could clearly see the little Umbramouse's fiercely sharp teeth.