"Hmm ok" the leader said with no noticeable facial expression. the leader has always been unbothered about many things, but he was also somehow quick to anger. He was like an uncontrollable tide.
Noticing the blunt reply, Aks 3 hurriedly begged in tears, this was the same man that brutally murdered 10 people without remorse "I am sorry, it was in the spur of the moment. He defiled your order of following all my instructions. Please take the lives of my family has compensation for this grave crime I committed my lord".
"Hmm no need, I see that you brought something amusing" the leader replied while changing the topic to the basket that was beside Aks 3. When Aks 3 heard what his lord said, his total expression changed from the teary assassin to a serious minded one.
"Yes, I found this basket on the grave of the former king." he replied. "So, you are telling me that you found a baby in the center of a sacred graveyard?" the leader asked. "Yes, I did find the baby there" he replied.
The leader busted into a crazed laughter after hearing what Aks 3 said. "Yes my lord, what was even more surprising was that the guards were few. We only met a few guards, but the scouts said there will be a lot of guards guarding the graveyard as usual" Aks 3 said.
"Hmm well I just sent you for the mission for you to simply stretch your legs. I knew you would be able to handle the guards no matter their quantity." the leader casually replied while staring at the basket.
Aks 3 was in serious shock. He was in a secluded training room, trying to break into the next rank when the mission came. Now he is hearing for the first time that the mission was just for him to stretch his leg.
Shocked was all that he could be, in front of an overbearing strength, you never want to question the reasoning for things. 'Maybe I will vent my frustration on a village after the meeting briefing' Aks 3 thought.
"Show me the baby" the leader commanded while sitting loosely on his throne chair. Aks 3 carried the baby by the baby's two hands, holding him like a trophy.
The leader looked at the baby, he inspected the baby from the very top of the baby's head to his toes. dark mana suddenly conjured on both of his eyes and he gasped, but he quickly recovered his plain facial expression.
'Is that baby absorbing mana energy already? How is that possible? that is just an infant! Wait were is his mana getting stored? I see the mana going in through that symbol on his chest, but I can't see it going out. this should not be possible it should not.' the leader had a conflicting expression as he thought of multiple things.
'I have not been this intrigued by something this fragile before in my life. I have to watch this boy's growth. maybe I can run some experiments on him. Maybe he can be my personal loyal slayer dog.' The leader had a dangerous grin on his face as he thought of the numerous things he could do to the undeveloped infant.
Aks 3 watched his lord be in his thoughts for 20 straight minutes, having multiple facial expression.
After his lord calmed down, he asked "What else did you notice." Aks 3 replied "Yes sir, I saw a magic note that indicated that the baby's name is Tim and that we should train him."
"Ughhh, Tim hmmm well that does not sound bad." he said. 'Tim does not sound bad, TIM THE SLAYER is what he will be known for in the future' he chuckled at the possible exactment of his future slayer dog.
The leader's expression suddenly turned serious "Send word to all members, I have taken in this child and he shall lead us to greatness or our DOOM!".
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in an underground training hall, a teen with a silky golden hair with a well-toned physique was training vigorously. Sweat cascaded his entire body, as he repeatedly dodged the aura infused arrows that were shot at him by 4 teens.
He had started training since he was 5 years of age and he has been training for the past 8 years. It was not a merciful training. He was made to hunt for his own food since he was 6 years of age.
He first started to hunt un-awakened beast, then he gradually started to hunt awakened beasts. He had a brutal upbringing. His supposed father always told him that he was created for violence, and that he would be the violence incarnate because of his uniqueness.
His unique trait that made him heal and recover stamina 10 times the average man. His father just saw him as a test subject and over his 13 years of life numerous experiments were conducted all over his body.
One could say his talent or uniqueness was a bane, or he just grew up in the wrong environment.
At 10 years of age, he took his first human life. To be more precise they made him slaughter a group of 20 innocent travelers. They were skilled to an extent but their skill did nothing to someone that had trained vigorously for 5 years in just physical combat.
He slaughtered 20 awakened warriors without himself being awakened! The normal age of for the awakening of skills and talents for humans was age 12, and he was already fighting awakened warriors by the age of 10.
One could say that he was brought up by crazed assassins. His father's experiments on his body stopped when he reached the age of 12 and he did not awaken, his father lost interest in him, at least that is what he thought.
It had been one year since his supposed awakening but he had yet to awaken.
"How is he doing it?"
"Tch he is just a freaking kid"
"Is that even possible? "
"Let's shoot faster, I refuse to be punished again for failing to even land a hit on him" the four teens all complained as they shot the arrows at Tim.
SWISHH SWISHH SWISHH four arrows were shot towards Tim from different directions, but each of the arrows suddenly split into four identical arrows, and accelerated with an additional burst speed.
FOOOM!
Tim gasped at the sudden boost of speed of the arrows. It was too fast for to dodge everything, he could parry all the 16 arrows, but the challenge was for him to dodge the arrows only, not parry them.