Zeeta and the Wizarding World
Those Who Live in a Different World
[TOOL Hilma.]
Since I was always in my mother's arms, I always saw her hands covered with the blood of others. Every time he kills his targets, he always says, “This is all for the good of the world.”
I did not understand what he meant at that time, but because of my mother's work, gradually. Although sometimes we are not paid, but we always complete our mission perfectly.
Mother once said that I should not follow her path, for I am me, and she is him. We will both have different paths of life, because this world is never equal and fair—even to family members though.
My mother's target was always a random person, but the one who was the most often the target was the nobles in her own kingdom. I never knew or saw who had always told him to give this kind of dirty work, but all I caught was him being male.
Once I asked my mother about the identity of that person, unfortunately my mother's answer was just, “If you knew, you would go berserk. And I don't want you to do it. Just wait until the time comes.” Surprisingly, when I said that, my mother smiled.
It really made my mind go astray.
In addition to being an assassin, my mother was also an expert in concocting medicine from various herbs. He said, this he learned when he was my age—twelve years, by someone who had left this world forever. At the time “that person” like treated special by him, but not for the person who taught the mother concocting this drug.
Mom said the one who taught her to concoct medicine was my dad.
Then ... why was my father killed by my own mother?
Again my mother's answer was, “For the good of the world..”.
I who slowly grew up and began to understand “world” which has always been the reason for killing and making my mother like this, had doubted my own mother's common sense. I doubt if he has been swallowed by an extreme understanding?
I tried to do the investigation alone, without telling mom a word about it. I want to know ... why when he kills someone else, the reason is “for the good of the world"? I also want to know who the identity is that always tell mom, and I also want to know .. why did mom kill dad?
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One by one, the answers began to come. However, more questions came up afterwards.
My father was a noble with the title of baron and my mother used to be one of his servants. My mother studied the science of killing and concocting drugs from the same family.
That's all I got about my dad, but I failed to get an answer on why you killed me. Although.... If mother again uses the excuse “for the good of the world” when killing father, is “that person” also told him to kill father .. or is there another reason?
As I searched for more about it, the daughter named Tellaura was saved by the mother. And now....
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‘PRANGGG!’
The sound of the chandelier rupture provoked the attention of the palace guards who were outside the—, of course, as well as the person dressed all in black from his feet to his head, none other than Hilma herself.
“What sound just now?!” ask one of the guards.
“What's going on inside?” ask the others.
“Do we have to enter?” ask the third guard.
“Ti-no... Just wait here first,” replied the first guard.
Hilma who heard all those conversations immediately thought about it, did the huge breaking sound just now come from Tellaura?
“Cih”, Inner Hilma, “fast or slow I must also attack them!” Hilma then immediately commits her murder.
His footsteps seemed to make no sound, his speed was like a gust of wind. With his well-trained leg muscles and with a single jump resting on the tip of his front leg, as well as with precise timing, he swirled around like a horizontal tornado. That was when, his hands were so shrewd as he swung the two knives previously stored behind his waist to slash the necks of the three poor adults simultaneously and without causing any screams at them.
His all-black clothes .. made the blood splashed like heavy rain from the necks of the three guards camouflaged. Afterwards, as Hilma landed on the ground, she uttered, “May your lives be received heaven.” He then immediately ran inside and did the same thing repetitively until finally he passed to Tellaura who would soon be harvested by Olav.
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Olav, who was in his room with two comfort women, immediately left the luxurious bed and the two women were in a state of “not satisfied”. Olav immediately put on the full outfit of his nobility and immediately asked the reporting guard to bring him his flagship arrow, with a very emotional face.
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When Hilma found Tellaura, whose legs were bleeding, she knew that the spot Olav was shooting was on target and not at all a miss. “So his title as the best archer of the kingdom is not just a figment, is.?” inner Hilma.
Olav deliberately targets the point where his arrow landed at the foot of Tellaura so that he can not run. That means, according to Hilma, before his legs were very fast and agile. The teen girl was also aware of Tellaura's hand which had blood that had begun to dry on her hand.
“I've understood the outline. I don't know if you'll forgive me after doing this, but at least I did what I thought was right!” Hilma muttering. Then, when Olav was about to fire his arrows to kill Tellaura and her sister, Hilma also acted— by throwing the knife that was still splashing blood towards Olav.
Olav's eyes, centered on two young children who fell in front of him, did not realize the arrival of a knife that was fast like a bullet fired by a pistol— three hundred and fifty meters per second.
‘ZRSHT!’
The arrow fell on the floor.
“UAAAGGHHH!” Olav groans.
“Pa-Prince!” the palace guards started to panic.
However, in that panic, Hilma remained in action. He took out a ball similar to a roll of cloth and immediately slammed it on the floor. It was a smoke bomb.
“WHO?!” scream Olav, “WHO DARES HURT MY HAND THIS?!”
“Prince, we should do first aid first on your hands!” call one of the guards.
“SIAL!
“I will definitely kill anyone who gets in my way!”
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Hilma brought the weakened Tellaura and the unconscious Clarissa into the shadow of the building again. Tellaura breathes heavily. “Please wait,” said Hilma, who then took out a small bottle of green powder. He then sprinkled it on Tellaura's wound.
“Ah! Ssshhtt Tellaura tried to hold back her groans. “Ka-you...? That one...? Why..?”
Hilma was surprised that Tellaura could find out her identity even though she had just exchanged words for the first time. Putting that aside, he asked, “Is this your sister?”
Tellaura nodded. “Before fainting ... he said something about Olav.”
“Tsk.” Tellaura found a face that was very emotional and very hateful to Hilma. “After the medicine works, run with your sister. I'll try to buy time. Go back to my house and meet my mom. He will definitely help your sister.”
“Ta-but....
“Why are you doing this...? You don't have to help me.”
Hilma patted Tellaura on the head. “Shoulds? Of course not.
“But reason? That exists.
“And that is another thing besides killing. Just like that.”
Tellaura fell silent. The older woman had a very complicated situation in her life. So, he decided to shut up and just hang on to her.
Yet....
He recalled again when he saw the condition of his sister.
“No. I can't run!” face determined. “I promised my sister and myself that I would protect her no matter what, even if I had to sacrifice my life!”
Hilma smiled hearing that. “Then are you strong enough to run with me? We will both protect. You protect your sister and I'll protect you. After that, if we are safe, tell us more about you.”
Tellaura smiled. “By pleasure!”