The Imprisoned Dragon - Blade, Dan Heng IL

9. We.... WE?!

Blade was walking through the village streets as the sun was slowly rising from the mountains. It was too early for anyone to be awake, but he simply couldn't stay anymore in the tent as Dan Heng was sleeping in just his way.

The red eyes of the swordman were looking at the trees, getting moved by a soft breeze as the swordman's long hair were getting caressed by it.

The image of Dan Heng sleeping on a magical pond his mana summoned under his body. The shiny blue around him that was keeping his body almost floating around little bubbles it was such a beautiful and mesmerazing view for Blade. He really couldn't get it.

He couldn't get how Dan Heng looked like a God, but managed to get himself imprisoned for so long.

Blade without noticing gnashed his teeth at the thought of the Emperor doing as he pleased with him. He never liked that man, he actually did hate him, he actually was part of that dark past connected to his endless revenge research.

How could a creature like that be treated like a prisoner?

He shook his head; Dan Heng was a fool, probably he was immortal but definitely lost common sense... Who would even get attached to humans?

Blade was literally on the extreme opposite side; he did hate whatever would make people believe they had a sorta of relation with him.

Blade had only one big bond, with death brought by his sword, that's it. He couldn't even think of a way for him to be attached to someone as he was always refraining himself from killing whoever would annoy him.

He was the legendary swordman; in his dark past he was someone nobody was daring to look in the eye because he would represent not only himself but also the order of the Empire.

The Empire he did serve for so long that did turn its back and cursed him to what he is now; a shadow that brings death most of the times whenever it wanders.

"What are you doing?" Leo was standing behind him, he noticed someone's shadow and decided to follow, fearing for his village to be in danger as the guards were also pathetically asleep.

They weren't warriors but Blade could tell the son of the chief either was stupid or self confident.

Probably the first option.

Blade stopped his feet and smiled evilly, leaving a side eye to the man, who closed his hands into fists "If it isn't the suicidal wanderer" Blade provoked the man as his arms crossed "I was just walking, I do not seek for nuisance in the early morning"

"Oh, why haven't you left already?" Leo asked and Blade smirked, amused by his annoyed tone. It looked like Leo wanted to push his madness on purpose just to see how fast he could slash his throat.

Blade laid his hand on his forehead, trying not lose control as his impulse to draw his beloved sword was already lingering, and laughed.

"Do not worry" Blade said with a smirk "I will soon" he said to then notice a shadow nearby a tree as the two were almost at the gates of the village "Huh?" he drew his sword and in a glance Leo opened up his eyes as he noticed Blade's speed to reach where the shadow was.

Blade's sword shined along with his eyes as he striked the tree, making it fall. He looked around and the shadow was gone. He could feel in the air something wasn't totally quiet.

Leo ran with his rusty sword and Blade sighed "Your pants are distracting me." he said as he pointed the sword at the man, who tried to held his breath "Die or manage your breath properly, I am trying to listen"

"To listen what?" Blade sighed as he couldn't feel anymore the aura. He was sure there was someone spying on him, but who and why?.

"Nothing" Blade said to then look at the man "Get back to your village, I will get my few things and leave" he said to then move leaving Leo, who for a moment stayed to look at the tree that was slashed, wondering how much Blade was strong.