Damn...that was Cassio's only thought as Ken came flying towards him with clenched fists. Knowing that he couldn't possibly fight Ken, he quickly turned around and ran. Several spikes were immediately shot out of the ground towards him, their metal surfaces reflecting the sunlight.Slash! Slash! Slash!Three spikes immediately got him despite him trying his very best to dodge them all. One slashed below his right eye, another slashed his left arm while another stabbed his right chest. He gnashed his teeth and continued running, relying on his reflexes to become nimble.Bang!Ken was already upon him, punching his back. The impact sent Cassio off the ground into the air, five spikes stabbing into his body. He crashed to the ground and rolled several meters out of the spiky region, spitting blood as he immediately rolled voluntarily to evade Ken's kick which would have gotten his head."You can't become my bodyguard by being weak!" Ken yelled with anger evident in his voice. "In order t

That night Cassio stood at the window looking outside, his mind filled with thoughts. I thought I was the one who felt more pain losing Patrick and Joana in a day. I didn't know there was her sister who would find the whole news devastating. I don't know how deep the pain she's feeling now but it must be definitely greater than all the pain I've felt, including the pain of losing my memory.He stared at Medusa who was sleeping soundly in his bed, tucked under the bedsheet. Her eyes were shut tightly, her lips pursed and her face bearing a sad expression. Seeing her in this condition he couldn't help but let out a deep sigh.This is the last person in the Patrick family, he thought within himself. As Joana's sister my obligation is to protect her and make her happy at all costs. It doesn't matter if I die trying. I won't be that loser who was saved by Joana at the expense of her life. Thinking about this make tears freely flow down his cheeks. He didn't try to suppress the tears and le

As Cassio ran he slashed at zombies which came his way, reducing them to mere wisps of smokes. Medusa who was behind him couldn't help but feel a deep sense of security as she held onto him, closing her eyes as he ran with so much speed and agility.Boom!A fireball exploded some meters away from them, crumbling that entire part of the building in front of them. More puffs of smoke filled the whole castle, clouding up Cassio's vision.There's no how to get out of the castle without jumping through that window, Cassio thought to himself as he looked outside the window in the hallway. There were more zombies coming out of the ground or shadows, slaying the fake knights while there were unknown true knights who were locked in an intense battle with the true knights. When these unknown knights were killed, they would immediately transform into zombies and continue their onslaught."How are we getting out of here?" Medusa asked in fright as she looked around her. They were on the fourth fl

"There's one more thing you need to know as a true knight," Walter said to Ethan as they walked along a forest path. "The more knowledge about martial art you accumulate, the more your Will Body will develop. In fact these knowledge will be inscribed on the surface of your Will Body, feeding it." "So since you've already told me about the Dragon Scale Art, I've learnt it?" Ethan asked. Since his Will Body was able to accumulate inscriptions of knowledge he had gotten, he figured out he would be able to learn that martial art. The Dragon Scale Art was a martial art Walter mentioned he practised. It focused on hardening the body against physical and magical attacks. Walter had mentioned that he was the only one in this generation who knew that martial art. This was because he had come across it in a mission and had hidden it from his teammates. About the team he was in, Walter didn't mention. It seemed like a secret. "That's an intelligent question," Walter replied. "But you've not stu

Cassio and Ken trained till 7 O'clock in the morning before stopping. By now they were sweating as if they had partook in a marathon, their clothes drenched in perspiration. So they ended the training to prepare for the day.The sun was not yet out, a red haze stuck in the sky. The castle guards could already be seen at their posts while the knights were walking about in groups. There were still aftermaths of the previous battle as seen in the broken walls and cracked grounds. They had not yet being fixed and were still under construction.Cassio walked into the castle, ignoring the gazes of the other knights who had seen or heard what he had done earlier. It had become news that this 15-year old kid was already a Swordsman and had fought and killed the General who had almost killed the crowned prince, saving him from death."It's said he's cultivated the Dragon Scale Art!" a guard said."Impossible!" another guard said."How do you think he was unscathed from the barrage of lightning