Kill For The Gangster King's Throne (2016)

Chapter 38 - Weakness

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Chapter 38 - Weakness

THIRD PERSON POV

"Evangeline Island is the private island of the Hanzelle family. It's named after Fres' mother, Evangeline Hanzelle." paliwanag ni Nox habang pinagmamasdan ang tanawin. Kasalukuyang nakasakay sila ngayon sa isang malaking bangka. Ang anim na binata, si Nox, at ang kanyang dalawang tauhan ang nilalaman ng bangkang ito.

"Halos magkalapit lang ang Crimson island sa lupang ito ng mga Hanzelle. This is where they hide the people under their protection. Siguro naman naiintindihan niyo na kung bakit kinailangan naming gawin iyan sa inyo?" Nox turned his head to look at the six boys na kasalukuyang naka-blindfold. When he saw them nod, he set his eyes back on the view.

"Don't worry, we're near."

Kahit wala namang mali o kung ano sa sinabi ni Nox, the boys felt anxious. The blindfolds weren't even helping to ease their senses. Sa kanilang anim, si Lomi lang ang may halong pagkatuwa sa nangyayari—well, what's to expect with this guy na adik sa thrill?

All they heard were waves from the sea. Isama na rin ang pagsasagwan ng dalawang tauhan ni Nox. The boat stopped with a jolt. Sa gulat ay napamura si Pin, "Shit!"

Nang makadaong na ay agad inalalayan ng dalawang tauhan ang mga binata na makababa sa bangka. After a few walks, they removed the boys' blindfolds.

"Take a look at this breathtaking view. Lasapin niyo na..." They watched in awe as Nox breathed in the fresh air, and his stiff shoulders relaxed. It was a rare sight to see the strict and uptight Nox relax.

"...dahil once we start our training, you won't even get to catch your breaths."

With the old man's statement, the boys shuddered.

Malala na nga ang naranasan nila noong nasa Crimson pa sila, paano pa kaya rito? Especially now that Fres isn't here to limit Nox...

Bukod kay Lomi, the five guys gulped.

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FRES EVANGELIQUE

"So... anong gagawin natin?"

It's been twenty minutes pero wala pa rin siyang binibigay na instructions sa kung ano ang dapat kong gawin. She didn't even let me bring my weapon, and I see na kahit siya ay wala ring dala.

Nilibot ko ng tingin ang silid na kinaroroonan namin. It's a white and spacious, yet locked room. Walang mga bintana, pero may iisang pinto. Sa gitna ng silid ay may isang puti at parisukat na mesa, with only two white chairs. Nakaupo siya sa isa sa mga iyon, with a pocketbook in her left hand.

Unlike the other rooms here in Crimson's training center, walang racks na pwedeng paglagyan ng weapon kapag hindi gagamitin. So I can tell from that fact that we're not here to have combat training. Pero kung hindi combat training ito, then what?

Is this even a call for a training? Or gusto niya lang ng makakausap tungkol sa librong binabasa niya?

Ignoring my question, iminuwestra niya ang upuan sa kabilang side ng mesa. I rolled my eyes, but still went to the chair to sit.

"Do you know that you're weak, Miss Hanzelle?"

Nanlalaki ang mga mata at hindi makapaniwalang tumingin ako sa kanya. How dare this girl?! I have almost defeated her several times sa trainings namin pero tinatawag pa rin niya akong mahina?!

Without looking at me, she continued, "Not physically, no..." My clenched fists loosened. "But emotionally?" Tumawa siya ngunit nang tumingin sa'kin ay wala akong makitang kahit anong bahid ng humor sa mga mata niya. "You're weaker than a child."