Oh, not a corpse yet. The guard with the name "Sulu" is still alive.
Sulu glared venomously at the boy and began to curse:
"Look at yourself! You think you can escape? No way!"
Even though I'm about to die, it seems not so bad to see my killer also unable to live on before I die.
"Hahaha! You're going to die! Damn it! Hahaha... Hehe!!!"
Hearing his curses, the boy expressionlessly plunged the blade of his sword into Sulu's mouth, silencing him.
Then, the boy tilted his head, looked down at his arm that had been severed in the battle, shook his head and then nodded.
"You're right."
Before the still-breathing Sulu could see, in disbelief, the boy pulled a blood-stained longsword from another corpse at his feet and slashed it at his own neck.
"You can't get hurt."
...
...
"So, what kind of name should we choose?"
Pushing open the door, the boy walked forward as usual, pondering how others would perceive him.
“Madman, monster, bastard, slave, insane guy…”
Among those words, one word seems to appear very frequently.
"crazy."
The boy paused, feeling as if he had found an answer.
"Rather be crazy...rather be insane?"
But a voice inside him seemed to be telling him that there was only one last bit left, so he could only continue thinking.
"Ning Feng sounds a bit strange... then let's go with Ning Feng."
For some reason, the boy felt very satisfied with the name, so he nodded vigorously.
"Yes, I am Ning Feng."
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