Assassins vs Knights

Pov Satoshi Kamado 20.10.1670 14:23

- "You've got to be fucking kidding me" – the arrogant sponger exhaled through gritted teeth, looking queerly fierce (Strange, cuz normally, he stares nonchalantly at everything and everyone), with the transparant determination to obliterate me.

- "What?" – i exclaimed with the histrionic confusion.

I was expected to convey at least the tiny bits of revere towards my Senpais in Dullahan, but who the hell has cared about the cultural adherence for the past 200 years. Now, that bullshit creates a hell of an obscrunity. Japan died 2 centuries ago, simultaneously with America, as ghastly as the whole African continent and a 2/3rd of Europe. My ansectors must have been rolling in their graves (metaphorically, of course), while watching my current family's predecessors successfully assimilating with white humans, and me, casually breaking the blade of a 5th grade knight-to-become's sword in half, to skillfully imitate a dagger and save myself from stupidly losing to Gordon. As the audience might have already deduced – I don't give a flying fuck about who did this sword belong to. Well, screw me, for going to hell for my sins, but at least my mother will be welcomed to heaven with an open arms, prefferably by the Japanese Gods (the loyal disciple of the former Japan she is). Kali loves me anyway, and Gordon, the lucky bastard, for sure is going to hell with me.

What we weren't expecting is for the knights' lunch to finish in 30 seconds after the incident happened. The 5th grade knights poured into the training yard No.3 and Enzo Abate started screaming like a great auk. Dragging 1 emotional sound out of him in a month is an undoubtfully remarkable acheivement and a food for my ego to greedily digest. Abate siblings'd been lucky enough to be adopted by the Irish Ambassador to China, as well as the 5thrichest viscount of the Unified Irish Kingdom, - Cillian Berry. The old man's been making haste in maintaining his fit physique for his 50s recently (Unimpressive though. Power and wealth means strength in its mighty direct perception – the more you display of yourself as a warrior, the more opportunities lay on your path). However, Cillian Berry looks just like any typical White British man, who was assigned to deal with the world destruction bullshit at the begginning of the supposed retirement age – blonde hair with the pronounced grizzle, blue eyes that caustically announce their superiority, wrinkles all over the oblonged face and the traces of despair forever hidden behind the royal smile. Externally it's been all gold embroidered sleeves and collars of caftans made of Turkish leather on him, fitting his authoritative attitude perfectly, resembling a Phoraoh. But, such people persist pretending, like they know what they're doing, when everyone around them has been depicting lies scattered all over the floor, where their foot met the ground. Abate siblings were chosen to be raised by and inherit all the properties of the viscount Berry due to the unconditional merit of their parents – the deceased Italian generals of the Bás army, who'd managed to win over the lands of former British Empire from the Banshees.

(Gordon and his little brother – Sai – had been less fortunate. Their parents are alive and useless as parents, if not harmful. "Daddy" Shashi is an alcoholic opium deeler, while "Mommy" Yunzhi is a sadistic psychopath felicitously locked in a weirdos' hospital after attempting to strangle Sai, when he was 7. )

I know Cillian Berry that well, just like my dad, the 2nd richest Duke of Central State – Kuro Kamado. Our family used to be the clan of Japanese Kuge under the Emperor. I guess, they were looking for the roots, while evaluating the significance of certain people (Yes, some things never change). Haven't anybody figured out that Banshees don't give a shit about ranks? Sure have. Have they tried to pick out the ones, who can REALLY sort things out on the battlefield? Hell nah. Just as the Viscount, my father has no clue, whether it concerns the coordinating attacks and monsters' migration, testing strategies for the assassins' corps in inconspicuous intrusions, or anything else that relates to surviability of humanity.