Triiffic-Soul: Can I Be In Control?-Chapter 74 – Gang up? Against Syrus? Good Luck.

Chapter 74 – Gang up? Against Syrus? Good Luck.

“Thank you for everything!”

“Ro Woo!”

“Yeah, yeah. As long as you don’t forget your promise.”

Ethan saluted. “Absolutely not!”

Four days had passed since the church passersby had entered the town and thankfully they had already left. Keeping Cobalt with them at all times was a little difficult, but they managed. It did require them to rent a new spot to sleep for a few nights that allowed animals.

Today was the day Cobalt and Ethan had reunited. They played around in the dirt near the edge of the city, where Eva trained last time. Anna stood by, cooking some dry meat over a fire.

Syrus asked as she placed a new stick with cooked meat into the ground, “Were you not worried something had happened to him?”

Ethan shook his head, “No… I had a feeling he was safe.”

Originally, it was going to be a drop-off and go, but they decided to stay to make some simple food for themselves and the dog, with a couple extra for the kid.

However, the kid had a question. “...Can you teach me something?” He wanted the fighting lessons to start today. Which, honestly, Anna hadn’t planned to do yet.

[How are we supposed to teach this kid?] (Syrus)

[I possess a few ideas.] (Luna)

[You taught kids before?] (Eva)

[I know how I wouldn’t want to be taught.] (Luna)

[Bad teachers.] (Syrus)

[Plenty.] Decades of resting resentment leaked out and she spoke with pure venom. [Ms Morrison, she was a real bitch.] (Luna)

[!] Eva was shocked at Luna’s language.

[Must’ve done quite a number to get that reaction from you.] (Syrus)

[She was the main one and was certainly my least favourite. Morrison loved Joseph and Tilonia, who listened and learned, but you can figure out why I was no one’s favourite.] (Luna)

[Were you able to get some payback at least?] (Syrus)

[No, but becoming a Saint made her rightly pissed. She was the main vocal opposition to my elevation, but it was funny watching her face on the coronation day. Her disgusting smirk had shrivelled up and golden eyes lost their lustre] (Luna)

They ended the depressive talk about Luna’s passing and switched back to what they were supposed to even teach Ethan.

[Well today, I think basic exercises would be best to start with.] (Syrus)

[Agreed, he seems a little fit, but different muscles are used for fighting.] (Luna)

[What about his attribute?] (Eva)

[I know plenty of people who had the Wind gift, I can teach him a thing or three, just depends on what fighting style he wants to stick with.] (Syrus)

“Sure kid, but we aren't going anywhere fast.” For an outsider, it was a little weird seeing a potentially mid-to-late teenager teaching a young kid how to exercise, but there was no one around to comment on that.

“I understand! Slow and steady wins the rest.” The boy nodded.

“Woo Roo!” And Cobalt barked.

“Good then, we will start by copying me.”

Ethan got to work copying Syrus’ exercises. She kept them simple for the kid but observed where his strengths and weaknesses lay. Cobalt also decided to join, doing push-ups and planks but was unable to balance itself on one leg.

After watching him for three full sets, Syrus judged Ethan had a strong and flexible back, his grip was a little weak, and his arms had some trouble supporting his weight. She had no negative or positive comments about his legs.

“Okay, when you aren’t sore in the morning, I want you to do these stretches.” Syrus went through four different simple stretches. “Push-ups and a short plank.”

“Got it!”

“Good, now give me another set!”

“Yes ma'am!”

Ethan was determined to keep going, but Cobalt was already dead exhausted. So, Syrus gave him one of the sticks of meat that finished cooking under the weak fire.

“Roo!” Cobalt loved it.

[We might need to teach Ethan how to cook.] (Syrus)

[It would be good Wind practice as well.] (Luna)

“You brat!” A large man with an open button shirt ran towards Ethan. “You ruined my payday!”

Ethan scuttled off the ground and Cobalt jumped up and stood behind Anna.

The man was a little red in the face and he came with three friends.

[The snitcher.] (Syrus)

[Likely. It’s another reason why they left without much trouble, I doubt they believed him after coming face to face.] (Luna)

Syrus said, “So? You decided to harass a kid at the edge of town?”

“Heh, found yourself a big sister to take care of you?” The man laughed. freёnovelkiss.com

“Eh…” Ethan stood idly worried. He was exhausted, so he had no idea how tired Syrus must’ve been as well.

Syrus bit the cooked meat off the wooden stick.

“That de dog?! You fuckers dyed it?”

Syrus laughed. “Dyed it? Were you that drunk? You saw the dog in different colours?”

“You bitch.”

“Looks like your mama raised no gentleman.”

“Boys…!” His two male and one female friends spread out around him. “You should’ve learned to watch your mouth.”

“A bunch of sad people wanting to attack a duo at least twenty years younger than them.”

The four drunk losers cracked their knuckles and folded their arms, trying to act intimidating, but when their faces were redder than their natural colour, it was simply laughable.

Anlesa patted Ethan on the head and pushed Cobalt with her foot towards Ethan.

Syrus added, “Another tip, free of charge, attempting to fight while drunk is never a good idea.”

Before they got the chance to do anything, Syrus made the first move.

She flung the stick with some mana, and it pierced right through the folded arm of the man on the left. The stick went into the soft bit of flesh and dug into his beer belly.

The woman and the loud idiot rushed her, but Syrus pulled out two knives–one combat and another that was supposed to be for simple cutting–and slipped between them, tripping both and stabbing both in the shoulders for extra measure.

“Trip hazards everywhere.”

Neither cushioned their fall, and both had the great experience of smacking their heads.

The last man and the one who was panicking about having a stick in his hand were left.

The uninjured man sprinted.

Syrus sighed, “Going for the kid?”

Right towards Ethan.

Syrus sidestepped into his motion, tripping and using the momentum that he gladly donated for her to spin him, and she used her arms, momentum, and shoulder to throw him towards his friend.

That friend managed to remove the stick, but it was once lodged again with the two slabs of meat smashed into each other.

With four idiots down and out, Syrus signalled it was time to leave. She also needed to inform someone about this.

“Bye miss!” Ethan bowed with Cobalt in his arms. “Roo!” Ready to go home and rest.

“Take care, Ethan. Don’t come back around tomorrow, I'll be busy for a bit.”

They watched as the boy ran back into town, and they started walking around the outskirts. Moving towards the eastern forest to do some gathering.

[I just realised we never told the kid our name…] (Syrus)

[...] (Eva)

[No issue. We can do it next time.] (Luna)