Return of the Lost One

Crimson Hair Young Girl

“So fast...” Dugo Zugath muttered in his heart. He naturally had seen what had just happened a little while ago when Sael made a move against the two men messing with them. With just a single swing of his bare hand, he could behead the other party as easily as cutting tofu. Just as he thought, this guy was surely strong. But how strong was he exactly? Dugo Zugath felt that those two men weren't enough to measure Sael's strength. He could even tell that those two weren't even enough as a warm-up for Sael.

But putting his strength aside, Dugo Zugath could also see that he was proficient in killing. It was as if he was an expert assassin that could kill his target silently. No hesitation, only killing intent.

Not only that, but Dugo also noticed something even more incredible. To his surprise, he had seen Sael using Weapon Energy with just his hand. Was that even possible? Dugo Zugath only knew that anyone couldn't use Weapon Energy without a weapon.

But this Sael actually used it with his bare hand. Not only that, it even appeared that it was so strong that Dugo couldn't even tell its strength from that short moment. If he guessed it correctly, then his Weapon Energy should be D-rank or above. At such a young age was that even possible? Just who exactly was this guy? Dugo Zugath couldn't help thinking about his background as he stared at him with deep thoughts. He didn't expect that he was this formidable.

“These kids are scary. Better not mess with them...” On the other hand, the surrounding people who were passing by and had seen the occurrence a while ago had the same thoughts in mind. They made sure to put a distance away from Dugo and Sael as some of them left the area to avoid trouble. They naturally could tell that these two kids were unordinary individuals as they were likely to have a powerful background.

Sael Anselmo couldn't be bothered by the people around him though. With sharp eyes and cold expressions, he walked forward unhurriedly and went in the direction of the fatty kid who was on the ground.

“You don't even have the strength to force me to use my weapon and here you are, acting like you owned everyone like dogs,” Sael said coldly as he walked. He was really pissed this time. He had just stopped in front of the store since he had sensed something from the highest floor of the store but this kid would have to bother him? Even if he had patience, it was still limited.

“S-s-stay away from me! I'm from the Guevarra family! If you come any closer, I will surely kill you and your entire family!” The fatty boy spoke with stuttered voice. His face was as pale as before though. And his tone of voice seemed to carry the hint of dread.

“Oh? A trash from the Guevarra family?” However, instead of being afraid, Sael suddenly turned even more hostile. His eyes flashed in cold glint as slowly, his Weapon Energy engulfed his hand. It appeared that he was about to kill at any moment.

What he hated the most was people who disrespect his family! After all, he only had one person in the world that he could consider as his family. And that was his big sister, Elissa Ashton! If anyone dared to hurt her, then he would definitely do everything in his power to protect and avenge her. If his current strength wasn't enough then he was willing to turn into a demon.

“Do you know that even that guy on the fifth floor wouldn't be able to save you now?” Sael purposely loudened his voice as he spoke coldly. He moved a little closer as he stood just in front of the fatty.

Dugo Zugath, on the other hand, turned his head around as his gaze descended at a certain window on the fifth floor of the store. His gaze was cold and sharp as it seemed like he was staring specifically at someone. It was as if warning a certain someone to not make anything funny.

Meanwhile...

“These kids... I think eleventh young master had really met with big trouble this time.” A voice of a middle man sounded. A man in his thirties was standing by the window as it was apparent that he was looking outside. To be more precise, he was watching the occurrence outside the store.

But who would have thought that those ordinary-looking kids appeared to have some background as they even dared to harm the child of the Guevarra family in the broad daylight? Not only that, but those kids seemed to also notice their presence even from afar. Just who were they exactly?

“Oh? Are they really that interesting?” Suddenly, a soft voice of a young girl sounded. Shortly after, a young girl in her early teens came walking towards the window beside the man who had just spoken before. She had crimson hair that reached down to her back. Her crimson eyes seemed to carry the hint of brutality as from her grin, anyone could immediately see that he loved to cause trouble.

The crimson-haired girl then reached her distance by the window beside the man. The moment she arrived, she pushed open the window as the fresh wind immediately greeted her. But when her gaze descended at a certain kid below, she stuck her upper body out of the window in a surprised manner as she exclaimed with widened eyes, “Woaaah! That boy knew how to use his Weapon Energy well!”

After a moment of pause, the crimson hair girl continued, “Who are they, old man? Are they from your Guevarra family? I never thought that a puny family in this remote place had someone capable!”

After the crimson hair girl spoke, she shifted her gaze at middle age man beside her.

The middle-aged man on the other hand smiled bitterly for two reasons. Firstly, he wasn't an old man. He was only 33 this year! He didn't even have a wife and this little kid would have to call him an old man? That was something he couldn't accept.

And secondly, those kids didn't belong to his family. He didn't even know them at all. The one who was their family was the fatty kid who they had beaten up. He wanted to say it but he had no courage to do so. After all, it was embarrassing no how he looked at it.

As such, the man who had an appearance of a middle-aged man could only smile bitterly as he found no words to retort. If this young girl didn't have an extraordinary background, he would rather teach her a lesson for acting so impudent before him.

However, the middle-aged man also knew that the strength of this girl alone was more than enough to give him huge trouble. That being said, if he really wanted to teach her a lesson, he must first have the strength to do so.