54 Encounter - Dangerous In More Ways In One (1/2)

”Hey kid, want to be an assassin, you have the talent and potentials so how about it!”

'Why the hell is he repeating that topic?' Currently a figure was on the floor with something bound between his hands and feet. Stigma had instructed Dusk before hand that if he wanted to capture anything, Dusk would turn into something like a snake or rope then bind it.

With Dusk keeping the intruder captive, there was no way anyone or anything can escape without losing some limbs. So he can relax for now.

However, both Hilda and the ax were still on Stigma's hand, showing that he didn't lower his guard for even a moment. Although he hasn't experienced anything serious as of yet, surprise attacks are bound to happen if one lowers their guard for even a moment.

'An injured dog doesn't mean a dead dog.'[1] A phrase he always remembered when he handled thugs or hooligans.

It hadn't been long since Stigma found an intruder entering his tent, he would have expected it to be some low class thief trying to steal from him while he seemed unguarded like the ones in the market.

The intruder on the other hand fought him toe to toe with no effort, skillfully dodging and literally catching anything thrown at him, along with exhibiting quick time judgement to limit Stigma's options of dodging when he attacked.

Whoever the assailant was, he was capable of following Stigma speed like it was as stroll in the park, even dodged the ax swing at the last moment, with Stigma grazing his chin. With such a display of skill and strength, Stigma could only assume the individual wasn't from a normal background.

'Too skilled to be a some small time thief, more of a military background maybe...'

”Answer my question first, who are you?” With the ax at hand, Stigma twirled it around to show he was serious if he didn't answer him truthfully.

Stigma would take this chance and use his skill, but he had to stay still for a few seconds to activate it and he had a feeling the intruder wasn't alone. Each of the lights were extinguished at the same time, so he had to be wary for reinforcements.

”Hmm, what should I do...” The figure sat up and cracked his neck from side to side, silently looking around with his barely closed eyes. Even without his skill, he can tell the man was a Cultivator who was capable in hiding his Zen aura.

Based on the voice, Stigma could assume the assailant was a man who was smiling at him with no form worry that he was captured, it's almost as if he was just playing around and enjoying himself.

If he took into account on how he fought, it only emphasizes he was veteran, who mainly focuses on speed and reflexes if he was able to follow Stigma's movements and knife throwing. Plus, he didn't emit any form of sound when he entered nor when he moves, it only proves why he was wary of him for some reason...

'Wait a minute....'

'Watching me from behind from a distance, gazing at me with no form of hostile intent, waiting for every person to leave and being sure I was alone and fell asleep, turning of the forms of light and trying to capture me...'

After going through going through the entire event, a quick realization suddenly came to him, causing Stigma's back to shake with cold sweat all the way to his legs.

'This man is dangerous in more ways in one!' A serious expression started appearing on Stigma, he even stopped twirling the ax and stared at the man who was sitting down.

Unfortunately, the man mistook it as some brave front from a scared child, leaving him to continue smiling as he gave his reply.

”I decline, you should introduce yourself fir-” *Swoosh!* Before the figure could finish his sentence, Stigma threw the ax between his crotch, inches away from being but in half.

With such a dangerous move near his manhood, the captured man broke out in cold sweat, leaving his mouth wide open with with his face still smiling, and sweat pouring down his face.

...

”You don't have to answer anymore, I have deemed you as a dangerous predator who likes to prey on young little boys who live by themselves..., for all young boys sake, I will cut of your d*ck.” Placing Hilda right in front of him, he started mumbling to her for doing such a horrible act, but Hilda whispered back saying the following words.

'You did what you had to do' If she were human, she would be smiling with a dark aura surrounding her, wielding a hatchet as she swung it around[2].

Hearing such a ridiculous comment along with the boy holding his sword at the ready as he stared at his crotch, left the figure on the ground speechless with his mouth wide open as he covered his nether region with his legs as he inched away.

Moments later he finally realized what Stigma meant, causing him to puke out blood.

He had been called stupid, moron, rouge, drunkard and far worse due to some mistakes. But if others find out about his newly gained title which was depriving as that, he would cry tears of blood every time he heard it.

”LIKE LITTLE BOYS MY FOOT, I ,YOUR FATHER, AM A LADIES MAN!” Seeing him cover his crotch only made Stigma believe it was a sign of denial, he can only imagine how sick his fetishes were when he was captured.

”Huh! Like I would believe you, you could prove it but I doubt anyone can vouch for you at this time. Also mind explaining to me why you, a man, kept on smiling at me the entire time as we fought and tried to grab me a few time?'

”Like I told you, I am trying to recruit you to be an assassin!”

”Huh? That's weird? Someone is still spouting lies when he is about to lose his manhood. Still like to say anymore nonsense or are you going to tell the truth?”

”I'm telling you the truth! Stop aiming at my crotch with that thing!”

”Don't worry, just relax and stop resisting, the pain will only be in a moment, don't fight it....Why am I quoting something you should be saying to your **** victim, you pedophile....” Giving him a disgusted looked, Stigma almost ready to remove his 'little' proof of manhood and become a woman, but the man only begged.

”I AM NOT A CHILD RAPIST!”

Taking a deep breath he readied himself to swing Hilda at any moment. After the job was done, he had to make sure Hilda would go through numerous phrases of cleaning everyday.

”WAIT?! WAIT?! YOU MISUNDERSTAND, I HAVE NO SUCH FETISHES AT ALL, I REALLY AM HERE TO SCOUT YOU!” Seeing that Stigma was actually serious in believing he was a pedophile, he finally stopped smiling and tried to reason with him, but Stigma entered it to one ear and out the other[3].

As Stigma was about to get closer to castrate his prisoner[4]. Stigma's surroundings suddenly changed from the usual living quarters to a space covered in black curtain equal to the size of the entire tent, what followed a women's laughter from the distance.

”HA HA HA HA HA HA HA.” Stigma couldn't tell where the laughter was coming from, but he could tell there were at least two voices overlapping.

”Wait! Wait! Ha ha! Time out! Ha ha ha! Time out! Ha ha ha my sides hurt so much, Ha ha ha ha!!!!”

”I told you, he he he he, you made the entire scenario weird, he he he he, when you smile.”

Like what Stigma had expected there were accomplices, he still can't tell where they were but judging by the voices, he was about to fight two to three people. Yet instead of being a threatening tone both voices were filled with laughter.

Eventually the laughter died out, but the voice were still filled with joy.

”Hey Kid! You have one hell of a sense of humor! But you should believe him since he himself is an assassin, you already saw his skills so far.” Out of nowhere a figure stepped out from the shadows standing right beside the man on the ground.