Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel

Captain Timi could not believe what he was seeing.

He had ran here as fast as he could the moment his mind wrapped around the obvious solution that captain Tug was actually a spy.

However, the moment he came, he could see that Chiron's life was already in danger.

In fact, Chiron was in a position where if Tug had so much as willed, he would have died.

Firstly, Captain Tug was a cultivator in the Copper rank.

He was in the middle stage of the copper realm.

in other words, he was very strong. In fact, Captain Timi had been afraid of moving the moment he got here solely because he thought maybe Captain Tug was going to kill Chiron.

However, Chiron had done nothing and yet Captain Tug had fell to the ground dead.

Chiron turned back to face the Town. He enjoyed the view as the fires from the dragon caused chaos and the melodic screams of people from afar reached his ears.

Captain Timi stared at him in disbelief.

The more he looked, the more mysterious Chiron became.

"Captain Timi!" Chiron called to him, "did you come back to doubt my orders again!?"

Chiron asked without looking back.

Captain Timi swallowed hard, "No your highness! I would do no such thing. I was just a bit worried about..."

"As you can see, it's been handled," Chiron cut him off.

"Yes, your highness! I will get back to it now."

The captain with his head filled with a thousand thoughts turned and went back into the town.

As soon as he left, Hunter came out of Chiron's Shadow to get rid of the mess that was the dead Captain on the ground.

What Captain Timi did not know was that Chiron was if the special kind of cultivator.

Chiron cultivated two energies at the moment. He cultivated spiritual energy and Aura energy.

One of the attributes of his Aura energy was the increase in strength when ever he was in the Zone of his Aura foundation.

For Chiron, that was simply death.

At the moment, he was not far away from the town. As more people died, Chiron fed on the death energy.

This death energy was not permanently translated to his own unless of course the person died by the hands of one of his servants.

All through the time Tug was talking, Chiron was gathering this vast amount of death aura.

He was piling it up like he was storing a tank of water before a draught.

this was the death aura of thousands of people, all focused on one point.

By the time the conversation was over, Chiron released the entire tank of death aura he had accumulated straight at Tug.

There was no way he was going to stand the corruption of such concentrated amount of death Aura focused on him.

His death was assured even before the fight started.

All the times Chiron had asked questions and was listening patiently, it was not because he wanted to.

No!

In truth, Chiron was actually not interested in the sobby story that the Spy was going to tell.

He had just been busy gathering enough death Aura to deliver enough damage that would take his life.

Another point of note is that Chiron had actually not known that the town was filled with spies from another country.

In fact, the only reason he had declared the town to be burnt was that he suspected that the town had one or two spies.

He did not want to take the risk, and he definitely knew that searching them one by one with fire would just not be satisfying for the situation.

The probability that the Spy would run away was just too high a risk to take.

And an unknown enemy was a very big threat.

In Chiron's opinion, it was better both guilty and innocent died together.

it was an easier and more effective method.

Chiron really did no t know that the town was that corrupted.

(Congratulations host, +5 points)

(Congratulations host....)

(Congratulations host....)

Again and again, the sweet sound of fate points being absorbed by the system made him crack a smile.

This was the fate points of an entire Town. Surely, he would be able to increase at least one of his cultivation paths with this.

However, as he thought this far, another idea came into his head.

If he did this right, not just one, but he could actually increase the cultivation of both his cultivation paths.

At the moment, they were both at the Middle stage of the Copper rank.

What he wanted to do, was promote his cultivation level to the Peak state of the copper rank.

He suddenly turned in a particular direction.

Looking into the forest that was far ahead, he couldn't help but lick his lips as he anticipated what was to come.

.....

A few hours later, the troops returned from the town.

Tents were made and food and medical supplies were distributed.

Chiron went out look at them.

As it so turned out, some of the town spies were cultivators and the troops had a more difficult battle than they had thought.

Chiron observed them as some of them lay on the ground worn out and injured.

It was really not a joke what lieutenant Glover had said earlier on about most of the troops being new recruits.

The cultivation of these soldiers was just too low.

Just a few spies within the town had done them terrible damage.

Some of them had injuries so bad that they would not be able to use their limbs again.

As Chiron walked around, he saw a familiar face.

It was none other than Dylan.

He was at the moment attending to one of his colleague that had his hand amputated.

Chiron squat close to the soldier, "How is he doing!?" He asked Dylan.

The moment Dylan saw that it was him, he stood to his feet and saluted.

"He will make it, your highness!" Dylan replied.

Chiron nodded and then stood up to leave.

However, only a few steps, he stopped and turned.

"You all are too weak!" his words had come out in a low bitter tone.

"This fight was just against a few spies, and many of you have the guts to enjoy lying down to relax. Are you not ASHAMED of yourselves!?" Chiron's words were low at first, slowly, his intonation became louder and louder.

He was at the center point, so it was easy for his voice to reach all the troops.

"You say that you want glory in battle. You want your families and friends back home to know your names, and yet, you can't even beat a small town. How do you want to bring honor back home!?"

Chiron's words were sharp and they cut deep.

As he talked, many of them balled their fists in anger and even those ones that were on their injury beds strained to get on to their feet.

"You are all worms if you think that you are going to use this trash you have presented to bring down the army of The Chanland Kingdom."

Chiron looked around and then he walked towards one of them that had his hands broken, "if you can't use your hands, then use your heads," he paused and walked towards another one.

This one did not have legs. "if you don't have legs, then use your teeth and crawl on the ground. No matter what happens, climb and climb and become men worthy of the Vandora kingdom."

Just then, they was a sneer.

It had come from one of the soldier's that was looking at Chiron like he was scum.

The thing with this soldiers was that they had only heard stories about Chiron. However, seeing that he was just a child of around age ten or eleven, it was really difficult for them to take him serious.

While Chiron had long won the respect of their commanders, he had not yet won their own respect.

"You can only say that because you have your dragon that is a red core beast. without it, and your command as prince, you would be nothing. Not even one of us."

Chiron turned to the soldier. He walked up to him. This soldier was well taller than him.

This person that had talked was one that Dylan recognized on first sight.

After all, he had been the same person that had tried to stop him when he wanted to see Captain Timi back at his home town.

This was Dan. As a soldier, he was a very arrogant and prideful person.

In fact, he was so prideful that he did not like seeing Chiron that was not yet a teenager command them.

In fact it infuriated him.

Chiron smiled a bit. As he did, his dragon flew over and then it landed heavily on the ground.

Everybody was taken back by this. And Dan took several steps back in fear.

However, the Dragon did not do anything. It just laid there on the ground.

"You know what!? you are right. A commander should lead by example. And so I will. As many of you are aware, the Chanland Army have occupied the the territory of an Orc tribe within the forest area. I will go by myself and retrieve that Territory. My Dragon shall remain here."

Hearing this, the crowd gasped in shock.

"And if I come back alive, soldier, I want you to feed your arms to my dragon!"