Hearing this, Skynder indeed felt a bit less worried.
The Fatty spoke again. "So. How can I assist you, Young Lord Skynder."
Hearing his words, Skynder rembered why he had co.
"I wish to offer you to join ."
The Fatty was confused.
"As you can see, I am quite young and undermanned. What I need is soone willing to do anything to reach the top to join and do as I say. As long as they can do that, I can assure them that they will reach far greater heights than they could have ever imagined."
The Fatty was clearly confused. "So why choose soone like ?"
The Fatty's question was valid. He was lazy, fat, and unathletic. He had no ambition at all, it seed.
"I was unsure before coming here, but now I've made up my mind. How would you like to see your father proud of you?"
The Fatty's face was filled with astonishnt at the re thought. He had never even thought of such a thing.
He seed to make up his mind rather quickly.
"I would love to join you, Young Lord Skynder."
Skynder nodded. "First, you must do sothing for . Then, you will have officially joined ."
The Fatty nodded.
Skynder began to explain. As he did so, the Fatty's face began to warp from excitent to surprise, to shock, to dread, to reluctance, and finally to acceptance.
The day passed and night took over. It was a normal night, and as always, a beautiful girl took a stroll.
Sneaking out had beco sothing she loved doing. The feeling of freedom was sothing she could never possibly experience at ho.
The expectations of constantly being a perfect daughter, as well as a perfect noble, constantly pressured her every action.
Here, walking in these streets, which were still relatively safe, she felt truly free.
Suddenly, from behind, a knife appeared. She stopped moving as she felt it press against her throat.
A drop of blood fell down her neck from a cut.
"Stay quiet and co with . If you resist, you will only be killed."
The girl's eyes widened in horror. She froze, not daring to resist as she was dragged away and knocked out.
When she ca to, she was surrounded by three n wearing black. Two were normal, but one was rather fat.
In order to disguise himself, the Fatty had worn extrely tight clothes. He seed to be more than half as skinny as he actually was.
The girl, now awake, looked up in horror at the three n.
They simply stood there, staring, for what felt like an eternity.
As so ti had passed, one of the two non-fat n started circling her.
"What a pretty face. It sure would be a sha if it got hurt."
Tears poured from the girl's face. She was completely overwheld with fear and regret.
Suddenly, he stopped in front of her.
"Hold still. I might as well carve that pretty face of yours up."
The girl watched as the knife slowly closed in on her. Suddenly, a loud bang, as if glass was cracking, sounded out.
A flash appeared in her vision as the man holding the knife fell to the ground.
A sword pierced his stomach, and standing on top of it was a young boy.
He turned around and looked at the girl with a charming smile. "Do not worry. I am here."
The girl stared into his green eyes with shock, feeling an overwhelming sense of relief and happiness.
Suddenly, one of the two non-fat n in black shouted.
"You never ntioned that we..."
His sentence was destined to never be finished as Skynder accurately threw a knife into his neck.
Skynder was just a nine year old child, but he was a nine year old child whose sister just so happened to be a potential Sword Master.
With this entire thing being a set up in the first place, there was no chance of failure.
The Fatty took out a sword from behind him.
"You dare intrude and kill my n! Die!"
He stepped forward and swung his sword.
Skynder redirected it, kicking the Fatty back. The Fatty took a few extra steps backward, adding to the show.
From then on, what played out was about as real as a play. However, to the girl, it was an honorable battle in her honor, one that would decide her fate.
As the Fatty tired out and gave a signal, Skynder slashed, spilling out blood, and with a pierce the Fatty was felled.
The girl's eyes widened with joy. Skynder ca over and cut the ropes binding her, helping her up.
"I apologize for not coming sooner, my lady."
The girl blushed and could not look Skynder in the eye.
"You- You're Skynder. I saw you at my mothers tea party."
Skynder nodded. "I followed so suspicious n and heard noises, so I broke through a window and ca in. I'm glad I was impulsive."
The girl shyly looked away as Skynder took her outside.
He walked her to her mother, Duchess Vass's, house. They were greeted with great commotion.
Duchess Vass ca down stairs with a pale face. Looking at her daughter, she nearly cried.
She hugged her daughter and repeatedly thanked Skynder.
Duchess Vass's husband had died in war, soone near the level of a Sword Master. Her oldest son had been killed in a freak accident.
This left only her daughter. If she had been lost tonight, who knows what Duchess Vass would have done.
After her daughter cried herself to sleep, they instantly traveled to the cri scene with countless guards, from both her own house and the Imperial Guard.
They investigated, but they only found two bodies. The third seed to have sohow escaped.
Duchess Vass thanked Skynder more tis than he could count.
She sent him ho, and told him to co to her house first thing in the morning.
Skynder bowed and began to walk ho.
As the hustle and bustle of the guards faded behind him and he was left alone on the dark streets, his gaze turned vacant and distant.
He looked at the night sky without a word.
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