The Rise Of Calamity

Chapter 47 - Fake Massacre II

"Tell me, what is your name little one? Someone should remember your name after you die, right?" The man said while smiling psychotically

"...---- Pandora.... Make sure to remember it when you reach the after life, okay?"

"Mine his Milo, Instead of me remembering yours, you should remember mine when yo-" I cut the man off when used gravity field and specks of air magic that were not traceable to move to the mans right side. Without being able to comprehend what just happened, the only thing he could see coming towards his face was my extended open right claw-hands which had morphed after I had used the gloves my mother had given me.

He was barely able to dodge from what I could see, using his probably years of experience to have an instinct to dodge dangerous attacks coming at him from even his blind spots. The moment he dodged, I had pulled out my Light Brigade and sliced through the air and aimed for his neck. I had spun on my heels to redirect the momentum of me moving forwards the first time into my sword, which had moved at speeds which were at most a blur to the naked eye.

Again, the man was barely able to dodge before jumping backwards and taking a single breath. Unfortunately for him, a single breath was all he could take before I had lunged at him again, this time deactivating my gravity field midway, carrying the same momentum in a much higher mass by using a bit of air magic which was also untraceable to most mages.

My speed would seem extremely fast, maybe even something people would think is air magic, but it was the same speed as before, just that I had a much higher mass now.

As I pieced through the air at an altitude of barely 2 meters of the ground, the air around me started to whistle until I was in front of the man. He was around 6ft 5 inches and held a broad sword in front of him to block my next attack. I utilised gravity field on my sword this time, activating the rune to make the sword go to its original weight while keeping its size of a bastard sword.

The weight of the sword and the weight of myself combined strike down at the enemy's sword, completely shattering it in a single swing. The man looked at me in pure horror, finally allowing himself to realise what kind of monster he was against. Clearly he was not a mage, meaning he was not any better than a normal magician nor did he have the skill to become a warrior. He seemed to be the stereotypical bandit with nothing to lose yet a grudge to bear.

Even then, his mana heart was a mixture of red and green, yet it was too small to even make the most simple of spells, not to talk about actually making them useful. That was until he pulled out a dimensional amulet in the shape of bracelet and releasing his staff for me to see. The staff had a red crystal on top and was made out of a red-pinkish wood with several rune engraving all over.

I stepped back at the arrival of a new weapon, trying to assess the situation before attacking recklessly

"GO DIE IN HELL!" Said the mana while pointing the staff at me, which had turned it's red crystal green and shot an air vortex towards me. It looked more like a horizontal tornado, but its power was not equal, yet it was dangerous.

I could have easily killed him by now if I was able to use magic, but I could never know who might be watching.

"SPEAR!" I shouted, making my sword turn into a long spear with the weight of a car while also tricking my opponent into thinking I have to shout the name of my weapon to change it. Battles are all about the mind games! The moment he underestimated me for a second, I can deal the finishing blow!

The moment my sword had turned into a 3 meter long spear, I had started to use a little air magic and my own speed to spin the spear as fast as I could. The spin I had created was in the opposite direction of the air vortex's current that had closed into me in less than 3 seconds. Without a moment of hesitation, I left my spear mid air before clocking back my right arm and moving my right leg behind my left.

In less than a second, I thrusted my left elbow downwards while twisting all my joints leading up from my ankles to my wrist, using the momentum and weight of my current physique to increase the power behind the punch, to finally release and extend my right fist towards the spherical shaped butt of the spear and launching it towards both the air vortex, the staff and finally, the opponent himself.

The moment the spear had reached the 1 meter away vortex, it had completely nullified the air current within the vortex. It was almost like stirring a cup of coffee just to stir the other way without stopping the stir movement itself! Ripples were created and the air cortex completely dissipated just to form again around my spear. With a little air magic, I was able to increase the spinning rate to the same speed it once was while allowing it to keep 75% of its original momentum.

The spear shot right through and destroyed the staff. Not being able to react in time, the spear went straight through his arm while the air current and spin ravaged both the outside and inside of his arm, promptly causing it to explode like a balloon filled with water. He had completely lost his left arm and his only useful weapon to use with one arm. His sword had become useless due to the fact he would not be able to keep his balance with a single arm, while his staff had become smithereens of what it once was.

I didn't hesitate for a moment to move forward with all the power I could muster, kicking the ground under me, making it explode upwards in both dust and small amounts of rubble. My launching speed was on another level, making move at speeds barely under the speed of sound, which was fortunate because I'd like to keep my ear drums. I knew they would heal, but the pain would still be there!

In less than 5 seconds, I was right next to the hooded man before I threw my right arm forward, using the same movements I had used while punching the spear toward the mana. The fountain of blood pouring from his arms bloodied all my clothes, yet I didn't flinch for a single moment before hitting the man on the left side of his torso with all the power and weight I had in my body.

"STOP!" Said a voice from behind me, a little to late to stop me from attacking him since I had already made contact, yet even if I was able to stop, I wouldn't. The voice sounded high pitched, a bit like a women's voice, yet it was filled with wisdom and croaked a little. It took me less than a few second after the impact to actually realise who's voice it had been, making me raise a brow.

"Old hag?" I said while turning around, looking at the whole family of the Starnight's, staring at me as pale as ghosts.

"Why did you hit him!" Said the old women before flying towards the man and using a tonic to heal his open wounds.

"You do realise what you are asking me, right? A hooded man had just entered your house, presumably killed dozens of maids and servants, and was possibly aiming to kill me too. Why would I hold back?" I snarled with annoyance while looking towards the standing maids and servants.

"HIS HUMAN, THAT'S WHY! YOU DONT GO AROUND KILLING HUMANS JUST BECAUSE THY WANT TO KILL YOU!" Shouted Elaina before continuing "Here is a free lesson on morals! Every person deserves a second chance at life, no matter who they are! If you kill them, how are you any better than them!?"

"Well, first off, I'm not the one who had killed countless people in the name of the 'crown'!" I mocked, especially at the word 'crown'. "Secondly, I'm doing the people of the country a favour. Someone like him should not be able to live! 'A small price salvation' as a wise man once said. Plus, I'm not going to die for some stupid reason as 'They all deserve a second chance'! I thought I'm the child, yet you are as naive as your own son!"

"DO NOT MOC-"

"SHUT THE F*CK UP! YOU'RE THE ONE WHO PLANNED THIS RIGHT!? SO TAKE F*CKING RESPONSIBLITY YOU MORON! Only idiot's don't see their plans going wrong!" I snarled with an annoyed voice towards the grandpa who dared cut me off

"She is right... You all are idiots! How can you have so many years of experience being both a royal guard and a part of the military to not be able to foresee anything but what you have planned taking place? I'm ashamed to even call you my relatives!" Growled a young 5ft 9 lady while walking into the destroyed dining hall

She had shoulder length black hair with fiery red eyes that portrayed her affinity to the fire element that could only be equalled by her brother's air affinity and mana heart, which were both the same size and condensed to the same amount even though they were years apart in age.

"Gen?" I asked with a suspicious look.

"Hey Pany" She said with a smile while she waved at me before she continued by asking "Are you alright? You don't seem hurt but I gotta ask, you know? I told them that I wouldn't be taking part in their little fake massacre, but to think 2 retired royal servants and an already instilled royal servant would fail to test a little girl... Either your amazing or they are just morons"

I chuckled lightly at her remark as I looked at the faces of the idiots in front of me before chiming in and muttering, yet loud enough for them to hear "Maybe taking all those orders from the royals instead of actually doing anything themselves made made them incapable of independent thought"

The remark made them even more pissed, which was what I was aiming for, before Gen chimed in once again by saying "Maybe I shouldn't aim to being royal guard, right Pany? It's an easy and honourable well paid job yet, if it makes me as brain dead ad those idiots...."

She didn't finish her sentence on purpose because it would piss off her family members even more. I couldn't help but smile lightly, looking at the only person who was not related to me that I was able to get so close to. We were close enough that she would have my bac against her family or even other families, something only people from my own family had shown me so far. She had given me hope that not all people are a*sholes like I once thought, making me think maybe it was me who had closed my heart to others rather than it being the other way round.

My optimistic thoughts derailed as my life previous life flashed before my eyes, as if my own mind was trying to tell me that I was wrong and that people aren't as nice as I started to think they are, but rather, only small handful of people are actually good human beings.

"Argenta Starnight! Get to your room, right... NOW!" Said her mother while looking me in the eyes. "and you... go wash up... You better listen to me from now on or else I'll show your mother what you truly are!"

"Oh please, enlighten me... What am I? A demon? A beast? A monster? Oo, oo, maybe I'm a devil who had inhabited the body of a small child? Or maybe I'm even a celestial being who had been reborn as a human?" I said with the most mocking voice my almost 6 years old vocal cords could create.

"... W-we... WE WILL TELL H-" My immense killing intent cut her off, making everyone either go pale and motionless, or those who have a little more combat experience like the old couple and Gen's parents become on guard.

"Will what?" I said in a monotone voice as my eyes threatened to swallow her whole. The gold within my eyes had started to flicker and shine even more powerfully than before. Even though everyone was able to move, no one who made eye contact with me dared to even take a step forward. A small flicker of purple within the eyes was all it took to make them freeze in their tracks.

"That's what I thought... Highly wise my a*s"

I walked toward the door of the dining hall's door where I met with gen who seemed to be completely unaffected by my killing intent.

Sometimes I wonder if people in this world become more brain-dead as they age.

"Where did you learn how to do that?" Asked Gen while staring at me in curiosity

"Something Juilam, from the white wolves, taught me." I replied, not being completely honest, which she didn't notice due to how smoothly I had told her.

"Oh? Can you teach me?" She asked while turning a little red from the embarrassment of having to ask someone younger than her for help with something combat related.

"Sure, why not? I answered with a smile before wishing her a good night, getting to my room and falling into a deep slumber.