Chapter 5 weapon

Kuja never saw anyone not shaking, facing his strength in his long years of constant war. Although his thin frame gives warriors an idea that he's weak, it changes as soon as they trade blows after showing his well-versed fighting ability. Still, since Kuja was always treated as weak from the first impression, it gives him the advantage to assassinate and kill his targets.

Kuja knew how to fight from a young age, and through his journey of survival, he'd been betrayed by people he trusted but was also able to gain genuine comrades. These people, together with him, went thick and thin in life. That's why Kuja treasured his members more than any material things on earth, but this day he didn't expect to go through another challenge. Even after he survived, Kuja couldn't be happy.

All of his friends died. Kuja's bloodshot eyes glared at the boy who stood opposite him. His hands were trembling from shock when his machete was intercepted by this innocent-looking boy. Kuja already deduced that what happened earlier didn't happen naturally and thinks it's man-made, and obviously, after watching the boy, he knows where to put the blame.

Kuja is an experienced fighter and has many different kinds of techniques to use, but currently, his mind is in turmoil.

"What are you!?"

The 4.5 mm thick machete was distorted and lying on the ground uselessly. With all of his experience, Kuja had never faced someone like this in his life, but the boy stood there motionless and looked at him with a confused face, not answering him whatsoever.

Kuja seeing that he wouldn't get a reply did not plan to ask again and started to look at his surrounding; he saw his gun, half of it covered by sand, but with its

Metalic luster reflecting the sun Kujac easily finds it. His eyes make it look like the boy wouldn't make any drastic movements and might just stand there for a while based on his calm expression. Kuja used his experience to judge the situation and immediately took action, just like that. He finally got his gun back in his hands, and as expected, Zedric remained on his spot.

"Die! B*tch!"

Kuja finally fired his gun, aiming at the kid's joints. Based on his actions, it looks like he already forgives, but no one knows that Kujac plans to torture Zedric and let him taste a little of the pain he's in.

The bullets fly into the air, and Zedric's eyes dilate from how fast this attack is. Zedric's eye movements seemed slow, but all this time, his pupils didn't leave the trajectory of the bullets. Maximizing all the adrenaline in his body, Zedric's instinct kicked in and he turned sideways, successfully avoiding bullets.

The bullets hit the cage, and Boyou was silly and scared inside. Zedric finally felt how dangerous the thing was in Kujac's hands, but before he could do anything, Kujac was one step ahead and fired his gun again. The bullets tore through the air, leaving no time for Zedric to evade, but unexpectedly, not one hit his body. Kuja was surprised and realized that he had shot his gun without aiming; he was about to fire again when Zedric suddenly made a move.

Zedric picks up the dead bodies on the ground and throws them toward Kuja. Seeing the 170 kilograms of flesh hurled at him, Kujac was surprised, but fury took over and was visible on his face.

"B*stard!"

He planned to give a proper burial to his friends after avenging them, but this boy's action really infuriated him. Kuja evaded and pointed his gun toward the boy, but to his surprise, Zedric went missing in his line of sight.

"That thing is dangerous."

Zedric appears from behind of Kuja and says his voice is small, almost like a whisper, when Kuja hears him. As a captain and survivor, Kujac was proud. Still, since the start of the fight, he couldn't gain any advantage against the little boy, which was no doubt humiliating. However, he was a little disoriented earlier, but time waits for no one during battle. One had always been ready; thus, for Kuja, it's not an excuse.

Kuja holds the end of his gun barrel and whips it towards the boy, but his attack misses, and Zedric jumps away agilely.

Kuja's face was as red as a tomato; forget about avenging the deaths of his members. He was even being led by a 15- or so-year-old boy!

Zedric looked at Kuja and observed that, aside from the man's weapon, nothing was threatening in the situation. Kuja never imagined since the beginning, his opponent never treated him seriously. Zedric relaxed a bit after he concluded the fight, but seeing this, Kuja's pride was hurt once more because nothing is more humiliating than not being acknowledged by your opponent. The building emotions erupted, and Kuja let out a beast-like howl.

"Waah!"

Zedric was stunned for a second because he felt something change about the man. It was as if the prey had also turned into a hunter. But Zedric immediately calmed down, yes, he was surprised by what happened out of nowhere, but he thought this couldn't change the outcome.

Kuja fired a series of attacks toward Zedric that immediately emptied the bullets in the gun magazine. To ensure his attack wouldn't miss, Kuja fired, covering a small area. His actions seem to indicate he had no hope of winning anymore, but Kuja had another plan in mind. After the boy was wounded, it would definitely slow him down.

Zedric saw the bullets raining down on him, and he was not in a favorable situation, but these bullets didn't come simultaneously; instead, they came one after another. With his agility and flexible body, Zedric avoids the bullets that will hit his body like wild animals.

"Peng!"

Some bullets hit rocks, creating noises, but Kuja fails to notice this because his attention is on Zedric, who's unscathed even after emptying the bullets from his gun. The renowned raider was stupefied in his place, unable to process how this boy in front of him was still alive and kicking, and he seemed unscratched.

"How's this possible?"

Kuja muttered, but Zedric didn't understand and just tilted his head, asking what he meant.