The Supreme Puppet

The Supreme Puppet (Vol.1) Chapter 6: An Unexpected Hero

Inside a small room, Klaus was meeting with a few of his henchmen. Fritz, who he ordered the other day to prepare and monitor the group of assassins, sat down in front of him with his knees on the floor. Fritz was sweating nervously, scared of Klaus who was in front of him. The others stood in all the corners of the room, and although they were not involved, they too were scared.

"What the hell do you mean they failed?!!" Klaus shouted, slamming his fist on the table.

"Eek...!"

"One girl...it was all but one girl dammit!"

"I-I apologize, boss, but it's true! We underestimated her! N-Not only that, but she was with someone else at the time!"

"Tch...! So, these assassins failed because the girl was strong, and because she had a friend?" Fritz nodded several times. "Who?"

"A-A man with purple eyes and long black hair tied in a ponytail. A-According to our intel, people call him 'Blacksmith'."

"Blacksmith?" he repeated. "I haven't been up to the surface in a while now. I don't think I've heard of him before. Is he new?"

"Y-Yes. He arrived here in Windebenen a few weeks ago apparently. We saw him go back and forth to the forest with the girl. We believe they live there."

"Hah! The forest huh? Full of monsters and they choose to live there? They must be idiots. Whatever. Fritz!"

"Y-Yes, boss?!"

"Form another group of assassins. This time, bring our best ones. Go into that forest and find them. Kill them both and leave nothing behind."

"Y-Yes, boss!"

Klaus turned to the others. "Any news of that noble?"

"Y-Yes! The noble is on his way now. He should arrive in Windebenen by tomorrow morning or so."

Klaus nodded. "Once we've dealt with our two pests, we won't have to worry about anyone else ruining our sales."

*****

Celeste

I served Blacksmith a warm plate of fried pork chops and some roasted vegetables, placing down some utensils and napkins beside it.

"Thank you, Celeste."

Blacksmith grabbed his fork and knife, and dug in. He cut a piece of the pork chops and took a bite of it with the vegetables.

"How is it?" I asked.

"Delicious," he said, swallowing the food. "The pork and vegetables are well seasoned, and they're cooked perfectly. Good job, Celeste."

"Thank you."

Now finished cooking, I untied my apron and hung it back on the wall. I grabbed a chair and sat down in front of Blacksmith.

"You know, you don't have to wait for me. You're free to do whatever you want."

"I know."

I turned away and looked out the window. It was a beautiful morning today. The sun was bright, and the sky was as blue as ever. Birds chirped outside and I could hear the sound of leaves rustling in the wind.

"Blacksmith-sama," I said. "About those assassins the other day. Do you think there will be more?"

Blacksmith chewed and swallowed his food, then placed his utensils down. "Hopefully not," he replied. "What we did likely angered them even more, but so long as we stay away from Windebenen for a while, we should be fine."