Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Masked Youth

  He was taken aback, and then very naturally raised his hand to touch the large diamond in his hair... He didn't know when he started liking diamonds... It seemed that he had already liked this dazzling thing since he was very young... The sun's light comes from itself, while the diamond's light is reflected by others' light to achieve itself... So, what about me? Am I a sun or a diamond? Or perhaps, I am nothing, not even as good as the broken bricks piled in the dark corner.

  The young man suddenly stopped talking, and I thought my question had touched upon a past he didn't want to revisit, so I didn't continue asking. Instead, I turned the teacups on the table around, staring blankly at the thick tea inside...

  Suddenly, a shrill cry came from afar, near the window...

  I turned my head cautiously, only to see that the originally beautiful window had shattered, and a guest sitting by the window had fallen to the ground... covered in glass shards. And the young man who was holding onto the windowsill with one hand and stroking the white cat on his shoulder with the other, was staring at me with eyes like a predator taking aim... A silver mask, elegant posture, pure white cat - it couldn't be wrong, he was indeed the assassin Silver, Lelouch vi Britannia.

  His target is me! His target is me!

  My first reaction was to leave this place, I couldn't implicate the people here. If a fight broke out, he would definitely silence everyone in this place... Absolutely not! Absolutely cannot harm these people!

  I quickly stood up, jumped in front of him in an instant, and slapped his shoulder with a palm, almost using all my speed... He seemed to have not expected me to be so quick on the draw either, and reflexively leaned back, resulting in a very direct fall (uh... I also secretly hooked his leg before he fell).

  "Protect them!" I loudly commanded and immediately jumped onto the windowsill, doing a backflip to flip down from the building...

  At that time, I was really showing off my heroism, completely forgetting that this is the 66th floor!!! Not the 6th floor, but the 66th floor! How infuriating! With a burst of energy, I used the airflow to propel myself forward, increasing the friction with the air and reducing the impact of landing. As I approached the ground, I lightly jumped and landed on both feet at the same time, but my heels still hurt intensely... Ah, damn this building, why did it have to be so tall?!

  I raised my eyes to see the masked youth standing quietly not far away, gently stroking the cat's fur while looking at me... with a hint of provocation in his eyes.

  "Don't harm innocent people," My eyes suddenly dimmed: "Take me to a place where there is no one!"

  He smiled slightly and gently patted the cat on his shoulder: "Xue, lead the way."

  That cat was very spiritual, as soon as he finished speaking, it quickly jumped down to the ground and led us the way...... I followed that damn assassin and ran around with the cat...

  I was thinking at the time, if I take advantage of this opportunity to escape, it should be easy, or stab him in the back and solve the problem first... Who made him run ahead of me, leaving an open door on his entire back for me is his own fault... But after all, a duel has its own rules, can't do something that goes against morality.

  ——But he's an assassin! I guess it's okay to betray my morals a bit for the sake of my own life...... *cold sweat*.

  That damned cat brought us to a very desolate place, surrounded by iron nets, with something like high-voltage electricity inside... How depressing, does it want to electrocute the two of us? Hmm... By the way, I've always wanted to ask, since it ran through so many places, why isn't there a single dirty spot on its body? Does it lick its fur while running?

  He stood still, then slowly raised his hand to touch the silver mask on his face. His white fingers slightly lifted, and the beautiful mask fell off, landing on the ground.

  My eyebrows furrowed instantly... I knew what this action meant. In any case, if an assassin wore a mask to cover his facial features, it would definitely hinder his ability to act. Now that he had removed his mask, it represented that he was going all out against me. Moreover, he was an assassin, and he let me see his face like this... either I die or he dies.

  But, to be honest, his face is really beautiful to the extreme, it can be described as absolute beauty. Ah... I finally understand why ancient people had so many cases of losing their country for a beauty, it's true that anyone would have no choice but to perish. Unfortunately... I'm not one of those ancient people... I'm not interested in strangers.

  "Do you want to die or live?" I turned my wrist and asked the stunningly handsome young man in front of me.

  "What's called 'dead hitting' and what's called 'live hitting'?"

  "Oh, to beat someone to death means to beat them until they're dead, but to beat them half to death means to leave them alive. My intention is clear: if he says it's a fight to the death, I'll use all my strength... come on, let's kill him."

  The beautiful corners of his mouth slightly hooked up, and the young man's eyes were extremely bright: "Die." I'd like to see how you... want to take the life of someone who has lived in darkness for so many years...

  I let out a sigh and asked again: "Are you sure? Positive? Certain? No regrets? Really no regrets? Really really no regrets?"

  "I don't regret it." He calmly told me.

  My mouth twitched for a moment, okay... I guess I'm just unlucky, might as well die fighting...

  Close your eyes and open the five Xuan Guan acupoints in your body one by one. Can't send to death, can only fight desperately... Of course, I'm not that stupid, if I really expose all my last strength, I definitely won't be able to live a stable life afterwards, so there's only this once, I'll activate 80% of my power. If it doesn't work, use the ninth layer. It shouldn't be too hard to beat him since he's alone... Moreover... He's not that old, even if he started practicing as soon as he was born, he wouldn't be able to catch up with my progress... Not boasting, but my master said I'm a natural-born martial arts genius, with unobstructed meridians, the only one in the world! Haha... (Author's note: Ahahahaha, you fool, your master is playing tricks on you and you still believe it?)

  The moment my eyes opened, my fingers were already suspended in mid-air, as if it was an ancient incantation, and also as if it was a promise to the past, present, and future... A strong airflow emanated from around me, accompanied by that one word "open", and suddenly a thread-like object appeared in front of me, of course, if you look at it horizontally.

  The hand gently grasped it, and a backhand revealed its entire appearance!

  "A sword?!" The boy across from me showed a surprised expression for the first time... That's right, it was a sword, with the blade and hilt merged into one, completely created from my own aura. Thin as an ice chip, if you looked at it sideways, it really did look like a line... But from the front, it was indeed a sword!