Chapter 1 (1/2)
In the dark, someone speaks.
”The weather is d.a.m.n cold. Eh? There is a child here.”
”Oh, his clothes look not half bad, not a beggar then, why is he fainted here?”
He then touch and pinch the kid.
”Number 9 what are you doing? Don't tell me you are into kids.”
”~Pfft~ not that. Number 7, this child's bone structure is quite good, and we have to find one anyway, if we leave him here to die it would be a waste, I would rather take him with us.”
Number 9 then continues to pinch and examine the kid.
”Still leave a little to be desired, but it will be fine if we bring him back, he is already starving to death, let's pick him up.”
”Sure”
What…does that mean?
What does that mean?
What do they mean…?
Suddenly, he opens his eyes.
His quick reflex is something he had since the beginning; the first thing his eyes lock on to is the gun on Number 9's waist, the moment Number 9 bend over, he stretch his arm, take the gun.
Suddenly, all three freeze.
The kid lying on the ground is holding the pistol tightly, the man that was bending down subconsciously raises his hands over his head, and another man dressing in black is attempting to get the gun. The man in black release his killing intent, as he thought they are ambushed, but after a moment, 2 surprised man look at each other with a smile.
Because the kid on the ground is too small and thin, the safety switch is still on, and he holds the gun with reluctance.
”Heh, Number 9, the first time you lose your gun ever is because of this child, haha.
”Anyway…His reaction is keen, it's like a beast's, must be because he sensed danger. We got ourselves a treasure.”
”Hey, kid, you don't hold the gun like that…”
Number 7 haven't even finished talking, the kid's eye flashes, and in a split second his fingers flip the safety switch as he pulls the trigger.
~Bang~
A bullet pierces Number 9's chest, blood splatter everywhere, the recoil causes the kid's arms to be pulled up in the air. Number 7 reach for his own pistol, aiming at the kid, even until now he still has that unbelievable feeling.
It cannot be this child, who is attacking us…
Just a slight thought caused him to briefly hesitate, then, 2 gunshot sounded, a bloodied hole appear between Number 7's eyebrows, his body falls to the ground. The kid's right shoulder is also injured; half his body is soaked in blood. He trembles in a pool of blood, struggling to get up.
This wound is the same from one not so long ago, but this time…Why does it hurt so much…
However, the biggest problem is not the wound on his shoulder, but where he is now, and…
”Small hands…”
He looks at his own hands, murmured, this is obviously a child's hands, also, why is he now turned into a dwarf.
Night wind blows, make him feels extremely cold. He then look around, this is a very small and backward village with old fas.h.i.+oned buildings and dim streetlights. He feels as if all the energy in his fragile body is being drained, it will not take long, we will faint…