Chapter Twenty-One: Kill the Rescue Team

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Braedey had returned from the Imperial Capital after being denied participating in the Martial Arts Championship. It would have been a major giveaway to his identity and Night Raid would have compromised. It was smart for Leone to push back and ban Braedey from ever partaking from an event like this. He didn't have a problem with this. Not in the slightest. He was getting tired from rapidly transforming every day.

He dropped on his mattress, ready to sleep until he heard a knock on the door. He moaned and suffocated his face with his soft, white pillow.

"Akame, I'm not in the mood to fight." Braedey mumbled.

"It's not Akame." A familiar, soft voice replied to him.

Braedey furrowed and removed the pillow. Sheele came inside the room, looking relieved that Braedey had declined just before Leone banned him. She was carrying a red book with her, to which she lied on the side of the table right by the door.

"Sheele?" Braedey was shocked. "W-what are you doing here?"

"Checking on you." Sheele replied. "If it's not a problem." She stuttered.

Ben was quick to stop her. "N-no, no problem at all. I have no problem with you being here. So. what's up?"

Sheele turned around, she played with her fingers. "I was just wondering if you would like to..."

"Train?" Braedey guessed.

Sheele giggled. "No. I know how strong you are already."

"Oh." Braedey blushed.

"I was wondering if you would like to... take a walk somewhere?" Sheele asked. "It could take the mind off things for awhile."

Braedey was about to immediately respond with a yes, but something inside of him pushed back. He remembered when akame asked him to take a walk, he was ambushed! Sheele wasn't as aggressive, but, according to the records he read, she was far more dangerous than anyone in the Hideout.

"How do I not know that this isn't some setup for a training session?" Braedey asked, questioning her.

Sheele understood Braedey's fear, but was a little annoyed at him. He should have known that not one day had she attacked him. And if she had, it was out of self-defence. But she calmly reassured Braedey that things were going to be okay. "I do not have my Imperial Arms." She giggled.

"And, what is your Imperial Arms?" Braedey asked, curious. "In fact, I never even seen yours."

"I can tell you if you walk with me?" Sheele asked. Braedey, looked back at his bed. He wanted to rest, but what is one more walk's gonna do anyway.

Braedey shrugged. "Alright then."

~*~*~

On their way to the lake, Braedey and Sheele were laughing on their way out from the woods. Braedey wasn't as nervous to talk to her as he was back then. He still was nervous regarding how she actually looked, but the same could go for Sheele too. Every time she saw Braedey, naturally, she would hide or walk the other way. But, since the coming days, she had been interested in him. They had been walking in the woods for hours until they had reached for the said lake.

It was the same lake Sheele first trained Tatsumi on how to swim in armour, the story she shared Braedey to which he saw it as weird.

"So, this Exstase weapon." Braedey began. "Those were the giant scissors you had?"

Sheele nodded. "It's my Imperial Arms. You see, Imperial Arms are mysterious and extremely powerful relics that exist in the world. They are rare, and only the strongest of warriors are able to wield them. Some have the appearance of equipment or weapons, while others seem to be living creatures. It is implied that a form of magic was used to create them, like my Exstace." She explained.

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