Rebirth: Childhood friend of the heroine

Alex had informed Beatrice about his arrival in Whiteden. She was the only source through which he could gather information about the Council and when he could penetrate the defense to meet those bastards.

As such, he has come to meet the woman who told him the truth behind his origin a few weeks ago.

It was on the western border of Dorhales where Alex stood under the tea stall, waiting for the lady to arrive.

While he sat, his mind went back to Grimland...and a specific Princess, bothered him quite a lot.

'She might have asked Edric to accompany her...' Alex has left a letter for Aborne that the Princess might try to escape, so he could stop her. He didn't write his name but just warned the man.

Bringing Celestria here would have been quite problematic. She is a nobility and can be used to

negotiate with Grimland for Whiteden's interest.

It was unfortunate that Alex was recently brought into the limelight, or this mission would have been much easier.

'Sometimes, I feel I have snatched the focus from Edric...' Heaving a sigh, he finished the tea when suddenly he heard the voice,

"I nearly didn't recognize you." There was no doubt who this person was.

"I hope you weren't getting followed," Alex asked as he didn't turn to look at the woman who was sitting diagonally next to him.

Beatrice smiled, "Unless someone purposely searches for me, I am practically a shadow."

That... assured him.

"Then? Have you planned on what you will be doing?".

"I will participate in the contest with a friend."

"Friend? Who is it?" The lady asked; unaware of Rebecca's presence in Whiteden.

"Don't worry about that and tell me....has Eryndor sent any team to execute me?" Alex asked, worried that the asshole might create trouble for Edric and the others.

However, "No...not that I am aware of. Although I have seen some certain changes in that man, considering he seldom leaves his room and liquor is sent to him regularly, other than that nothing noticeable has changed."

Alex scoffed, so he had taken quite a bit of damage to his pride. Nice.

After a brief pause, Alex asked, "Have you searched for the Council member's current location?"

Beatrice immediately responded, "In three days, they would be gathering in the Great Hall, situated in the Capital, to discuss things about the contest. They would be judging the championship after all. I think that's the perfect time for you to interrogate them."

Taking out a parchment, she was about to hand it to Alex, "Here is the list of those who-ah!"

However, the paper was suddenly snatched by a third person who appeared out of nowhere.

Beatrice's eyes widened upon finding the huge man with the axe standing there and reading the list,

"Heh~so you are indeed betraying the clan."

The air shifted, Alex's muscles tensed, as he clutched his ring, and instantly jumped toward the man, "Don't you move." He warned as a sword materialized out of the ring, with its tip pressing against the man's neck.

The people around suddenly began to get up and run away, noticing the commotion and how quickly it was elevating.

Zoreth grinned and before Alex's eyes, the man melted into shadows—faster than he could react, the man suddenly appeared behind Beatrice and slashed his axe without a single speck of doubt.

**SQUELCH**

Beatrice's head was severed from her body, and under Alex's widened eyes, the woman was....killed.

"Huh?" Alex couldn't believe how quickly this all happened and he had no way of defending the woman.

However, he was wrong on that part.

"Tch, this annoying skill of yours..." Zoreth clicked his tongue as Beatrice's headless body melted into muddy form, and the lady appeared beside Alex,

"He is fast ...and decisive." She muttered, startling Alex,

"Can you use illusions?" The lady nodded before she warned,

"Eyes to the front! We haven't defeated him."

"And like hell you two can." Zoreth snarled as he rested his huge axe on his shoulder and looked extremely casual.

Alex narrowed his eyes; there was no doubt that this man was sent by Eryndor and he followed Beatrice to here.

'I can't let Eryndor find out about my intention to come here...' In that case, he simply has to do one thing.

"You are dead." As those words seeped through his lips, Alex charged in with his Quicksilver, his form turning into a silver blur, as he broke the sound barrier to approach the man.

**SHLINK**

Alex's sword was met by thin air as Zoreth blended into the shadows once again since he could no longer trace Alex's movements.

"Quite fast you are," the man mocked, "But you can't win a battle just because of your pace!" Suddenly the big bull emerged from behind, jumping in the air with his axe raised above his head.

He brought his axe down, intending to stab Alex in the shoulder to incapacitate the boy.

However, Alex had enough time to tilt his body and dodge the attack.

Zoreth's eyes widened as suddenly his weapon missed the mark, and he was held by his collar.

"Agh!" Zoreth groaned as his neck was grabbed by the boy and was lifted off the ground

Alex's eyes were cold and emotionless; almost like he was dealing with a mosquito that was buzzing in his ear.

"How about the strength now?" Alex asked as his hold around the man's thick neck became more firm, giving rise to the slight crunch of his muscles.

Zoreth gritted his teeth and slipped through Alex's grip to blend in the shadows once again.

"Alex!" Beatrice warned, urging the silver head to turn towards the woman and find several soldiers marching toward them. They were border security soldiers of Dorhales.

Alex clicked his tongue; this was getting troublesome.

Zoreth exploited the chance to appear behind Beatrice and grab her by her head.

The soldiers halted, and so did Alex, as Zoreth picked the woman up and pressed his axe against her neck.

"Leave me, you bastard!" Beatrice flailed, but to no avail.

"Nobody moves or this bitch dies!" Zoreth warned as he stood in the middle of the two forces.

Alex clenched his fist; he should have killed the man right away. However, his greed to extract information has caused Beatrice.

'Cool your head, Ceaser...' Taking a deep breath, Alex turned towards the bear and said,

"You can take that woman back with you and inform your boss about my presence here. Okay?" Alex suggested, given he had no way of helping Beatrice and more so when the soldiers of Dorhales were here.

"Boss won't believe it until I take you with me! So be obedient and come along." The man warned as he pressed the axe deeper into her neck.

Alex rolled his eyes, "Even if you take that woman's life, I won't come. However, I can give you this as proof of my presence in Whiteden." Alex took out his badge of honour which was in the shape of a small star.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Zoreth frowned, "What the hell is that?"

Alex scoffed, "Of course, a mindless boar like you don't know the gallantry award. However, your boss knows that I was awarded this a few days back."

Zoreth scowled. He, an idiot?! Like hell.

"I know what that is! So just shut up and give it to me." He demanded. Bringing Alex along with so many soldiers already surrounding them was impossible. However, if Zoreth could bring the medal of honor, then surely Eryndor would believe that the Brat is here in Dorhales. As such, he might send forces later to retrieve the cursed brat.

Alex stepped forward, intending to hand over the badge, but, "Stop right there, you cheeky cunt! Throw me the badge!" Was the brat thinking of attacking him under the pretense of handing over the badge? Yeah, like hell Zoreth would fall for such an obvious trap.

Alex barely suppressed a grin. These huge men of Whiteden live up to their rumors of being knuckleheads.

"Okay, I will throw it to you." Alex rested the badge on his thumbnail and pressed the thumb with his index finger.

"Don't miss it~"

The world saw Alex flicking the badge, but what launched toward Zoreth was a dart.

The tempest dart.

**SQUELCH**

Under Zoreth's horrified gaze, something penetrated inside his head, and in the next instance, he lost his control over his body, falling back, dead and gone.

Beatrice freed herself from his grip and jumped toward Alex.

"Beatrice, run!" Alex told her immediately, thanking the shock of the soldiers that they hadn't rushed toward them.

"But Alex-"

"Don't say anything and run! You would be taken as a spy from a different nation and would be executed right away, so just run!" He pushed the woman, and thankfully Beatrice didn't hesitate to jump over the wall and exit the town right away

"Hands behind your head and kneel!" Alex heaved a sigh as he found himself surrounded by hundreds of spears.

Great start.

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A/N:- Don't be a fool like Zoreth. Drop a comment and Happy New Year.