Volume - 1 // Chapter - 17
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Pista Rambutan -- A specialized Assassin class with an Adventurer rank of 'A', a wielder of double Awakening power with a possessor of the Knightsmen race.
Also, the one assigning to follow the trial path made by Levi Furiman.
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At that moment,
Knowing the fact that he is an expert-tier Assassin class on his league, able to gain reputation and feared among the others on his name throughout the Town;
For once, he felt agitated and trembles on his feet towards the unknown person whom he met and saw just recently, fighting against the might and strength of the enemies like he was just playing around nothing happened.
At that point;
By looking at Levi Furiman's eerie and viciously terrifying glare.
He looked so small towards his stand and didn't have any second thought on approaching towards him.
But not just that, the one he did make trembling the most;
Was the one kind of an eye that he knew it is his first time noticing those kinds of eye patterns.
"What kind of eye is that? I'd never seen that kind of pattern in my entire life."
"Though, I know that was a Jewish-Enochian eye pattern. But what did I made intrigued was that."
"More importantly, what kind of 'Awakening Stage' was that?" He was startled and wondered at the same time.
As he kept puzzling his mind towards the Eye of the Awakening towards Levi Furiman, he noticed that his glare slowly reverting.
He knew he's done staring at him, like viciously observing his appearances.
At that moment, he followed his senses;
By not doing any sorts of reckless, unwanted movements that can trigger Levi's consciousness on attacking him.
Also,
He didn't move for a couple of seconds, minimizing his magic aura emitting towards his body, and his bloodlust on hunting the enemies instantly stopped for a minute until Levi's glare finally ended.
Fortunately,
His instincts went correct.
As he noticed that Levi Furiman starts ignoring him, minding his own business once again, and heading straight back towards the end of the dark dungeon.
And so;
The trailing on following Levi's path began once more.
Another set of minutes of running towards the dark emptiness with the same speed as they did earlier.
But this time;
Pista making his move with patience, more cautious than he did earlier.
As his skill on covering his presence and intention of following the Adventurer's movements had already busted not too long ago.
He also felt uneasiness and worried for his own life, as he noticed that the person he always followed didn't make his move on attacking against him for the past minutes following. Even his bloodlust and thoughts on dealing with him don't make him bothered and didn't intend to fight against him.
As the result, his speed turned slowed, thinking that he might be messing up while they're running, but his eyes kept following Levi.
Suddenly;
A burst of magic aura overflowing towards the path where they heading was staggering throughout Pista's senses.
Thinking of the fact that he's the only one emitting the magic power (Levi couldn't), he instantly having his second thought on continuing the race towards where Levi heading into.
As he felt a dark, perilous, terrifying magic aura that spreading everywhere towards their path. His senses knew that the ones Levi Furiman started to approached were far villainous than he ever imagined.
Not only that, his mind who once puzzling every time was slowly showing its answers the more he kept digging around the entire dungeon, by tailing them around and didn't mess up their work as much as possibly can.
"Wait, don't tell me that's.... "
Pista paused for a while, thinking that what he saw was the one they're looking for.
He completely realizing it when the huge smoke of dust slowly disappearing right at the bottom, where he standing from the top of the dungeon.
"A Dungeon Break!"
His eyes widened and his body becomes chilling as he saw the dungeon boss ferociously charging towards the two reckless, female Adventurers whose in agony and couldn't help themselves properly at the moment.
He also noticed his two underclass subordinates, couldn't figure their expressions, and their minds were slowly eaten by fear. As they didn't know what they're doing after they saw the dungeon boss started attacking the Adventurers.
"They're helpless as well, As expected for the low-rankers... Good thing they didn't show their presence right in front of that Orc monster."
He felt relieved as he knew they made a somewhat good decision.
Out of his curiosity;
His mind suddenly went puzzling, as he noticed a certain person that made his eye-tracking on him has completely vanished.
"Wait.... that kid? .... where is he?"
Rattles and perplexed, the first expression he felt towards the person that went missing in his eyes for the whole time.
A minute passed by, after the dust was completely disappeared.
He saw a huge stone ax that the dungeon boss used as a weapon was completely deflected by a certain kind of knife. To think that some kind of a small weapon, much smaller than a regular-sized dagger, able to dwell some kind of huge weapon like the dungeon boss used to, was nearly impossible for an ordinary logic that Pista Rambutan could be imagined. But as what as he saw just now, he somewhat convinced to himself about it. Yet, the doubts and disbelief still intact on his head.
However, it doesn't matter anymore.
The fact that the two Adventurers are no longer in the depths of danger, he is somewhat relieved about it. But who would've thought that some kind of a small knife, able to save lives in the middle of the enemies' insanities? who knows.
What's more than that, was the person he once chasing on him was the one taking its move on deflecting the dungeon boss attack.
"There he is, but how does he get down there?"
"More importantly, how did he able to pull that kind of weapon to its extend that can manage to stop that huge forceful weapon?"
"Just who is he anyway?" Wild, conscious reactions made by Pista Rambutan to Levi's counteractions.
And so;
After a while;
He noticed the two female Adventurer taking their move by escaping the dungeon as quickly as they can. Knowing the fact that they're no longer able to fight against the Dungeon boss anymore.
"They are moving outside, good grief."
He also checked the status of his subordinates, knowing that they also couldn't lay a finger to move due to their uneasy feelings throughout the battle.
"We're fine, Sir."
"You don't have to worry about us."
They gladly replied to Pista's sincerity to them.
As soon as Cassandra and Misa already leaving, Pista ordered the two Investigators to follow their path until they reached outside the dungeon. Knowing that their tasks and scouting mission were already busted yet completed, he decided to take another self-task for those two relentless investigators.
"Protect them secretly, until you reached outside. You got it?"
The two Investigators quickly understand what the team leader asking them. Knowing the fact that both two were also Assassin-type Adventurers, protecting them without revealing their appearances was an easy task for them to complete.
They responding it with a snappy acceptance and heading out towards the path where Cassandra and Misa heading into.
"What about you, Sir?" One Investigator asked.
The other one quickly heading, leaving the asking one behind.
"I'm fine, don't worry about me," Pista responded with relief.
"Besides, only one person is fighting inside this dungeon all by himself... I need to reinforce him." He added.
"Should I call more reinforcements?" The investigator suggests.
Pista Rambutan immediately reacted on what his subordinate's suggestion. Thinking that it might be a huge problem for it to spread out not just for the side of their Department, but also for the Adventurers hunting in the said village.
The Investigator somewhat understands to what the team leader's thoughts about them, he decided not to call for help from now on and continuing his task given to him afterward.
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Bang.
Continuous loud noises started to emerge.
Pista Rambutan quickly heading towards the loud explosions where it held so suddenly.
The more he reached in, the louder he heard from it.
A few seconds after he arrived on the scene.
He saw Levi Furiman nonchalantly fighting the enemies all by himself.
Countless unreadable movements he made all the time since the battle started.
Arrows flying, magic spells throwing, weapons made by enemies are everywhere.
All at once, are aiming towards the pale, fragile body of their lone, elusive enemy.
As expected from that, all of their attacks didn't land on his body.
"Amazing..."
Like a woman dancing through the ice in a middle of a dark, lonely place that only moonlight shines throughout her beautiful, elegant appearance.
The first impression he expressed towards his movements.
"How could he moved like that?" Another set of thoughts he made on him.
The more he spectates on his fight, the more thoughts, and impressions he made on his mind.
Even for himself, knowing the fact that a certain Assassin class in his league, couldn't pull those kinds of movements like the one Levi Furiman made the whole time.
Evading the incoming aerial attacks, attending the approaching enemies, attacking the nearest enemy nearby, all at once that he made was nothing but a child's play on what he saw from Pista's perspective.
"Is he an Assassin-type Adventurer?" Another thought coming to his mind.
"Come to think of it, the way he moves like a wind and numerous counts of counter-attacks against the approaching orc monsters, That's an Assassin-class in my own opinion."
"But when I saw the way he delivers the final blow against the enemies, that's a fighter-class."
"And his Eye of the Awakening, constantly active and attentive towards the enemies' movements, That's a marksman-class."
"Just who and what are you, you mysterious punk?"
A bit slice of jealousy he felt towards the actions made by Levi Furiman, fighting vigorously against the orc monsters all by himself.
Suddenly;
As he kept focusing on the battle like he was spectating the fight the whole time.
He noticed that his body was already seen and unaware like he was naked in front of the public.
"Crap, I completely forgot on concealing myself... " He realized it very late.
He tried to cast a magic spell as quickly as he can, able to conceal his presence once again.
Unfortunately, it was already late for him to do that.
Knowing the fact that the orc monsters and other dungeon creatures had a keen sense of identifying the magic presence, both allies, and enemies. Especially when they sense an unknown and unwanted magic presence coming from the outsiders and Adventurers.
They immediately react, turning into a savage, brutal instinct in a short period. Depending on the magic presence emitted by the enemy outsiders and Adventurers.
Outsiders ---- Other magic creatures / Monsters wanting to invade the dungeon that is already occupied.
As the result, some orc monsters started charging towards Pista Rambutan's location. Causing him to tremble and be stunned for a while.
Levi on the other hand already noticed his presence, yet still ignoring like he doesn't exist. Finally taking his action on saving his life at the moment. With the help of his Eye of the Supreme Awakening, he easily identifies the amount of bloodlust and level of threats the magic creatures emit towards them.
A speed of sound, dancing through the wind and a powerful strike like a lightning.
32 Orc monsters who wanted to charge recklessly towards Pista Rambutan was already stumbled down on the ground, formless and breathless in just a matter of seconds.
After that,
Both eyes of him and Levi Furiman start crossing their paths once again. As usual, Levi's Eye of the Supreme Awakening is still as sharp as the sharpest.
He tried to thank him.
But once more, Levi ignoring him.
Out of his instincts, trying not to be a burden. He immediately continued casting his magic spell to hide his presence, after he noticed his surroundings were completely cleared.
And so,
After a while;
A few sets of minutes had passed;
Multiple counts of explosions and eerie voices made by dead orc monsters had passed.
He saw Levi Furiman calmly stumbled down on the ground, while the dungeon boss astonishingly standing right in front of him. Having a short conversation before the great battle starts once again.
Who would've won this time?
Nobody knows...
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***To be Continued***
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