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LZ: Ch 11 Mercy
🕑 Added 2020-10-23 22:45:28 +0000 UTCAfter divvying the money Leon left the two men to their own devices, pocketing his mask Leon breathed in some fresh air for the first time in hours much to his relief.
Running through the market place Leon arrived at the weapons stand, slamming the chest onto the counter Leon had a shit-eating grin, " You know what I want, there should be about 8000 some of it's in gold and gems but that should be fine if you just take a look inside."
Stunned and doubtful the weapon smith peaked inside the chest before quickly closing it, reaching behind him the man put the sword on the table. Leon also asked for a sheath, whetstone, and polishing kit for his new weapon all to which the man hurriedly supplied him before taking the chest and hiding it under the counter. "
Just a piece of advice kid, don't go around flashing that much money it will get you in trouble. " Leons grinned as he sheathed his sword on his back, " I just bought a sword, what do you think I'm preparing for. "
Turning around Leon felt a lot more confident now that he had a weapon, with a pep in his step Leon ran back to the warehouse wanting to see the notes Saccho left him. Opening the door Leon's chipper mood was doused by a blast of cold air, Machi was glaring at him her eyes promising pain. Getting ready to run Leon's escape attempt was foiled as machi grabbed him by the ear and pulling him inside.
Machi tore him a new one talking about the rumors of a child beating adults in arm wrestling for a treasure chest. Leon tried to send S.O.S signals to the others but all he got was a pitiful gaze from Uvogin and Nobunaga before they left him for dead. Cursing them and their mother's Leon was subjected to three minutes of ear r*pe before Machi spotted his crushed hand.
Grabbing it not too gently Machi poked and prodded the fingers before she nodded, " Definitely broken. " A vein on Leon's forehead throbbed as he glared at the pinket, " No shit Sherlock. And don't get your panties in a bunch it'll heal in a few days. " Machi froze before she slugged Leon in the back of the head sending him into the ground, rolling on the ground Leon glared at Machi " What did you do that for. "
Machi's ice queen demeanor activated as she turned up her nose, " You know exactly what you did. Now sit down so I can help you with your wound. " Scowling at her one more time Leon sat down holding out his arm for Machi to look at.
After gathering her supplies Nami bandaged Leon's broken and stitched up a gash on his elbow, Leon begrudging admitted that she had skill. " Thanks " Machi scoffed walking away, Leon's lips parted in a smile as he reached into his pocket pulling out the book Saccho had left behind.
With one hand Leon started to flip through the first few pages, everything was written out to the last detail from how he would hold a sword to how to sharpen a blade. Leon found the style written in the book wasn't compatible with his fighting style, Sccacho seemed to be a practitioner of Iaido a sword form that relied on drawing attack.
While it could be devastating at a higher level Leon didn't plan to stay and one spot and wait for his opponent to attack. Leon still planned to learn the basics, while he had used a sword before he wasn't that proficient. Pulling out his sword Leon tested the sharpness and found it well maintained, ' It's defiantly worth the eight thousand. '
Finishing his inspection of the sword Leon moved on ready to start training. Putting the sword to the side Leon devoted all his attention to the book in his hands.
-3 Month Later-
Leon stood in the middle of a fighting ring his breath heavy from his recent fight, his opponent was face down on the floor a pool of blood forming around him.
" That's it folks Tiny Terror for his twentieth win in a deathmatch, with over 50 wins in K.O matches he soon will have to face the champion. Will, we finally see a new champion find out in the next one. " Stepping out of the ring Leon ignored the cheers and the boo's of the crowd as they faded behind him.
Sighing Leon removed his mask once he was away from the crowd, ' What is this my third time going through a fighting ring. ' After two months of training, Leon had found himself stalling as he reached a bottleneck in his progress.
So he started to go into fight rings to get some combat experience, he had defeated two ring champions. Both times he came close to dying but he managed to sneak out a win, both times he felt his skill jump to the next level.
With a flick of his, sword Leon cleaned the blade of blood before sheathing his sword horizontally on his waist. He found out that sheathing a sword over your back wasn't efficient for pulling out your sword at moment's notice.
There was even a section on it in the book but he only found that out later, so now Leon had his sword right above his butt. Stopping in his tracks Leon turned around his hand falling to his sword, " Come out now, I'm in no mood to deal with petty thieves. " After a second a figure dropped down from above, jumping back Leon was now more aware than ever.
He sensed someone from behind him not above, " What do you want." The tall figure reached up pulling back her hood, " Is that any way to greet the person who raised you. "Leon's eyes brightened as he embraced the closest thing he had to a grandmother, " Tsubone, what are you doing here. "
The elderly maid smiled, " Lord Silva, sent me to tell you that your task had been nullified. You need to come home. "
