The Noble Squad by Udochukwu Mbanaso

Chapter 3

The murderer just killed himself apparently, and now blood coming out from his neck his body is on the grass.

The guard came this way

"Wait, I hope he doesn't think of me as a culprit. No, he murdered a guard or at least attempted it."

"But they could have investigated him"
"Did I cost them a lead"
"No, the murderer used my weapon on himself to make it look like I did it,but that should not mean I get arrested, right?" I am battling in my head. These are all my thoughts

These guy are professionals they should know what happened

"But what should I be doing here in the first place".

"Think man, think". My head is wrapped in thoughts conflicted, on top of that I am bruised and cuts. it is like fire ants are dancing on my flesh.

I kept in my position, a lunge my eyes focused on searching my things, my head was slightly down.

"what of the horse". I raise my head slightly the horse was being subdued by other guards.

I pulled my dagger out

A guard came to me, his dark pupils scanned me.

"Are you okay". The guard said in a concerning voice.

I looked up , folded by rope and put my dagger in place, the guard helped me up.

"You are pretty hurt and in pain, aren't you?". He continued

He is right, I did sustain damage from this guy and I wonder if he did something to me I don't want to look like that horse or worse.

"You need to be cleaned"
"Another guard will take you there". Then he ordered a guard to take me there. He called for a guard I guess he must a general

whatever I hesitated in reaching for the gold but the other guy grabbed it first he looked at my dagger I told him not to touch it is mine.

he tried to speak but I cut him off saying no he can't take it. I clenched onto it tightly

The general went with the guard privately to discuss I was standing in place doing nothing.

I stand in place, ignoring the pain from the battle. They came back done with their conversation.

A path was created for me to walk out of this small gorge. I saw another group carrying the horse in a sphere of mana. it's noise and behaviour I find it annoying.

Anyway I was led to a carriage, a brown horse strapped with steel armour connected with a rope to the carriage. The carriage was painted with one colour, black with a Rubie at the door.

I was given mana water, then cuffs
I felt good after that water atleast the bruises are gone.

"This doesn't do much but it has strong effects against pain

I was led towards the carriage, I opened the door and went inside. I took a seat inside that was closer to the front window to hear what the guards are discussing. The seats were embedded to the carriage made of soft, pink fluffy material.

The ride went on smoothly I went to the window to ask the guards where we are going
then he gave me a cold, harsh reply with his deep straight voice telling me to back to sit back down.

My personal things were taken from me, especially my dagger it's the only other left I have in memory of
I realized that I was getting a bit emotional

I let out groan, then the told me to be quiet. I apologized and remained quiet.

"what a day". I internally said to myself.

Then, a breaking sound followed by tumbling of the carriage my back was pushed around the inner walls of the carriage. I managed to keep my body still so that I won't sustain too much damage.

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My eyes opened slowly I was on the ground still in the carriage I kicked the door open to feel air, my cuffs broke in pieces. I walked then collapsed to the ground on my knees. I don't even recognize where we are even though I didn't know where we were going in the first place.

I was on the ground, my body in pain I can not even tell what happened but that is the least of my worries.

I keep my breathing stable I feel weak I try to stand pushing pay the pain I look around in my weak state I saw my dagger and rope to my left I stretched forth my hand to grab the dagger. I also a bit of the carriage, the front was damaged I couldn't see the horses.

I look ahead there is a shadowy figure with red eyes emerging from a fog. The fog started disappearing and figure became more visible. it is that guy again on top of the horse. he is wearing blood red clothing, half of his face started cracking turning it red, his left eye became red while the right became black but the other half of his face was normal. He had a jewel in his hands, is it a source of power.

I don't know why but I could feel some sort of pressure is it coming from him. Two beings in red robe were beside him one on the left, the other on the right. The two guards stood in front of me, one came by me to check up on me and gave me some energy but was sent crashing into the already damaged carriage. I have enough energy to get up. I went to go check up on him, he didn't look too beat up I removed his helmet there was blood dripping down from his mouth and head, his sword was sticking out.

"Hey, what is the situation there, is he ok". The other guard asked in concern for his fellow man.

"He is fine but out cold blood is dripping his head and mouth". I responded.

"Listen go straight by your right and take fix yourself as well". He said pointing in the direction and tossing me a small bag.

I carried the guard on my shoulder, tied the sword around my waist, held the small bag on my hand and went in the directed path. I ran criss cross avoiding blasts being shot at me. Then something showed up in front of me and I stabbed it without hesitation or thought. The guard was covering me.

After running for a while, I checked if I was followed but no I wasn't I saw a building I am guessing that this is the place.

I got at the front of the building, I opened the wooden door, the inside was shimmering the roof, wall and floor were made of glass tiles with an array of chairs at the left right and middle with enough spacing leading to the altar, and all the entrances and exits.

I walked towards the altar, I am starting to get tired of logging this guy. I went to the priest he is bald with a hallow on his head, a mustache he looks like he might be in his late 40s or early 50s.

I dropped the guard in front of him and removed his helmet. I gave him the small bag.

"This will not be enough". The priest said

I checked the guards pocket and brought out a small bag and gave the priest. He accepted and put his hand in the air pointing then I began to feel great. Wow, nice he then attended to the guard.