Shinobi From Hell

Chapter 299: Hit and Run

"But I am sorry big brother, my mind goes blank whenever I think of work. I can't do it myself" Shizu whispered to himself.

It turned out that Klautz that had tricked many in his lifetime was finally tricked. Albeit he was tricked by a child. Had KLautz known of this he wouldn't be able to show his face to anyone anymore.

"Good luck, Klautz, He he." Shizu chuckled, "I wonder where big Sis went."

Shizu's eyes turned left and right as she started looking for her target to annoy.

"Ah, there she is," Shizu's eyes widened.

From the very beginning she was planning enjoy this little tour with everyone to her fullest. It was for the very reason that her group was so small. As such Klautz would be shedding blood and tears with the other newbies as she fools around in the background.

But even if that were the case, it was a deal of mutual benefit. In fact Shizu, was the one that was loosing out.

She would only realize it later. She had escaped from her responsibilities but at what cost? Only time would tell.

***

Klautz scratched his head as he watched the group of newbies fight.

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"This is too… bad, I guess?"

*sigh*

Klautz couldn't help but heave a sigh.

Every human in the world of hell, was granted a system that increased their strength. Thus no matter how good one's martial form was they couldn't make up for too much of a strength gap.

But that didn't mean that form wasn't really important at all. Even the ninja villages that treated their ninjas like fools invested a great deal of fortune to make their new recruits be thorough with the arts of ninjutsu. After all, it was only in crucial times that it's true glory was portrayed. Only those that brush against death on a daily basis knew of its worth.

"But it would have taken too long to even clear the basics let alone fix them."

After fighting for weeks in the tutorial zone most of the newbies fought like wild monkeys.

Klautz didn't have much time in hand to direct them in the first place. Fixing their martial forms was too much work and could be considered a pipe dream in such a short amount of time.

Thus, Klautz had made his goal to only increase their stats. But…

"This is disgusting."

Watching them fight with their crude methods Klautz couldn't help but feel disgusted. Klautz had never considered much about form but he had to reconsider.

It was like someone who had never understood the value of beautiful paintings but was surrounded by it, suddenly thrown into a room of crudely made drawings. Their very essence grossed him out on such a long exposure.

It doesn't seem wrong when his enemy didn't even know how to swing a sword but it was a different matter altogether when it was his own teammates.

He who had sharpened his form to the extreme degree couldn't bear to watch such mediocrity. It seriously began to hurt his eyes.

Klautz face distorted into a frown.

'Even barbarians would fight better than this. That Steve guy seems to be an exception among the newbies.'

Klautz shook his head. He would have to go with the original plan anyway. It wasn't like he had a choice. So he would rather find things to distract himself with instead.

Klautz held onto his chin..

'Hmm, let's go with a hit and run tactic.'

Klautz lips arced into a smirk.

*swoosh*

Klautz disappeared among the chaos as the newbies continued to fight the beasts. With blunt swords and axes it was a battle of attrition but the beast was destined to lose in front of such a huge number of people.

Alas, they were yet not aware of the hell that Klautz was going to bring upon them. It was only a matter of time before chaos unfolds.

*sniff*

Klautz sniffed in the air trying to catch traces of a beast. THe footprints on the floor had never failed to gain his attention.

"There is supposed to be one here."

In the green forest it wasn't too hard to find these towering and brown bears.

*Kuuuk!*

The beast screamed as Klautz's hand sank into its body without any notice. Blood splurted in the air as Klautz hands cracked through his defences as if it were a fragile glass thrashed by a stone.

"Roooar!"

It screamed and howled. The preparator was long gone but the bear hadn't lost sight of Klautz yet. Its eyes shot blood red as fumes seemed to be coming out from its ears.

"Rooar!"

Driven by anger it ran after Klautz. Klautz's hands that had once pierced through his body dripped with blood as he left a trail of crimson fluid behind him.

Of course, Klautz hadn't attacked it completely bare handed. He had sprinkled his own spice on his hands before hitting. Doing so caused a stinging and burning pain to run throught the beast's body. It was a pain that never ceased to hurt it. HIs flesh and blood seemed to burn like fire at the vicinity of the injury.

After bearing so much, how could it be possible that the beast won't be angry? With bloodshot eyes it ran behind its doom.

But alas, before it knew it. It had lost sight of the preparator. It was a pity but it wasn't smart enough to follow the trail of blood that Klautz's had left behind himself. All it did was run around ferociously looking for its prey to quench its anger and enact his revenge.

"Rooor!" the beast roared in anger not being able to find Klautz.