CHAPTER 2: NUMBER THREE

What followed afterwards was not a very beautiful scene, sustaining hunger he began to massacre the children one by one, when finally the gray-haired boy and I were left, he got up and threw the needles at me; I dodged easily and finally raised the sword while we exchanged blows I could feel how I was left behind, after all in the modern era a man fights with fists, knives and pistols but a sword; I'll probably die here I thought ...

Just at that moment my opponent's hand stopped, you doubt? I seized the moment and threw both swords together into a corner and brought my left hand with the dagger to his neck and was about to kill him when my body stopped.

I saw the surprise in his eyes; But I couldn't really move, magic? I had already crossed the existence of magic, it wasn't impossible.

The door opened and a person with black clothes entered with only uncovered eyes and said a few words and I felt that I regained my movements, I noticed that the killing intent of my opponent disappeared and I probably understood that what the man in black said probably it was "follow me"

Finally they took us to another room and gave us food; burnt meat with bread and a fruit I had never seen, there was also water. There were 8 other boys telling me and 2 girls none seemed to be over 10 years old we were probably all abandoned children or beggars, but apart from me and the gray haired boy they were all injured ...

When we finished eating a man came in and threw water on us and finally a maid with clothes came in and distributed us; they were all gray and we changed at her sight; the clothes included a mask leaving only the eyes uncovered, looking around I finally put it on, the man in black started pointing at each one and said something quickly "% & A #" "@% $ # A" they pointed to me as third "# % $ & $ "I understood that he was counting, well this time I don't even have a name, it's a number I suppose it must be third or second in case they started from zero.

After that they took us to our rooms and gave each of us a key while saying something; I will share a room with him in the future; There were only two beds and a bathroom in the room.

I threw myself on one of the beds and closed my eyes

That guy probably won't kill me, right?

We looked at each other and finally I closed my eyes to sleep, after exactly 5 and a half hours that guy "@% $ # A" let's call him "number 2" from now on he got up and went to the bathroom, left 5 minutes later and sat down in bed to sharpen his daggers; I understood and I went to shower and I left in 5 minutes there were really clothes ready in a bathroom closet ..

20 minutes later someone knocked on the door and they took us to the dining room ...

The food was still flavorless meat, some vegetables, and bread, this time there was dessert, one of the young women took one of them, but after a spoon fell to the floor dead.

The rest did not continue eating, but I did, number 2 looked at me and finally followed my example.

They surpassed us and trained us individually to kill with all kinds of weapons, swords, daggers, bows, blades, sticks, needles and things that were not weapons: ropes, stones, cloth, rings, threads, during this time they threw me and hit a and again. This lasted 2 years, during this time I only saw the others at breakfast time and second in the room during the night, sometimes he would arrive injured, but I did not want to pay much attention to him.

After 2 years the instructor in black began to train me in hand-to-hand combat, I already had experience and the training ended much faster than they expected so finally someone who did not look like a murderer approached me with some papers and I understood that his The meaning was to teach me to read myself as geography and basic arithmetic, it must be said that although I could not speak I could understand what they were saying and say a few separate words if necessary but this was never the case, I guess at this time my mentors thought that I can talk.

So be it, since it was never necessary to speak, if necessary he used his hands and made some signs.

3 years after arriving in this place they began to send us on assassination missions but what really surprised me was that I was nothing more than a chicken in this world, there is magic and martial arts although the latter does not specialize in killing; It is more like inner power trained with exercises and ordinary people can live more than 100 years even if they have no talent.