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When Agamemnon woke up from deep sleep, the first thing he noticed was the orange-red sunset outside the window. The sun was gradually sinking below the horizon, casting a warm hue over the entire town. The mechanical clock in the room ticked away, and the hour hand pointed to five, signaling the end of the day.
Agamemnon rubbed his eyes and sat up in bed. His movements were natural and practiced, as if they had become a part of his daily routine. His gaze then fell on the familiar revolver on the table. This gun was not just a weapon to him, but also a vessel of memories.
He gently picked up the revolver and examined it carefully. This revolver, named "Sinners", had been with him for many years, witnessing countless battles and adventures. The inscription on the barrel, "Become a true dragon," was not only a blessing but also a symbol of burden and mission. It was bestowed upon him by Archbishop Seldon, a figure whom he deeply admired but also harbored doubts about.
Memories of Seldon inevitably surfaced in Agamemnon's mind. Although he had long left the Shadow Watcher, the impact of that experience was deeply imprinted in his heart. He was unsure of Seldon's and the church's attitude towards him, and he didn't even know if they were still secretly tracking his footsteps. These uncertainties and unknown possibilities kept Agamemnon constantly on guard.
He took a deep breath, trying to set aside the thoughts in his mind for the time being. Now, he needed to focus and consider his next course of action. Although he was temporarily safe, in this world full of variables and dangers, he knew he had to remain vigilant.
Agamemnon stood up, re-sheathed "Sinners" at his waist, and then gently drew the greatsword "Convictor" from its scabbard, feeling the familiar sensation of the cold hilt in his hand. The blade shimmered with a silvery-white light, seemingly eager for the next battle to come. This sword was not only his combat companion but also a part of him in this world.
"The Convict" is a weapon specially customized by him during his service in Shadow Watcher. The runes inscribed on the blade are not just for decoration, but also contain powerful magical abilities. These runes allow Agamemnon to enhance the weapon using his unique abilities as a Half Blood, even releasing various spells such as fire, ice, or lightning, making the sword more deadly in battle.
Agamemnon skillfully disassembled the cross-shaped hilt, revealing the concealed firearm structure inside. He carefully loaded the bullets, each movement appearing focused and precise. This hidden firearm function makes "The Convict" not just a sword, but a multifunctional combat tool that can deliver a fatal blow to enemies at critical moments.
After loading, Agamemnon reassembled the sword handle and put "The Convict" back into the scabbard. His actions revealed a deep trust and reliance on this weapon. To him, it was not just a weapon, but also a guarantee in this dangerous and uncertain world.
Agamemnon then packed up his gear again, carefully put on his leather armor and boots, making sure the dragon scales on his body were not easily visible. He cautiously draped a cloak over himself, concealing the lines of his figure. Before leaving the guest room, he meticulously tidied up everything in the room with the kind of care that comes from long experience on the battlefield, to express gratitude for the mayor's hospitality.
Leaving the room, Agamemnon entered the living room of the mayor's house. His gaze was involuntarily drawn to several photos hanging on the wall. The first photo showed a young mayor, accompanied by a radiant and beautiful woman who was undoubtedly his wife. This photo revealed a youthful vigor and happiness.
The second photo depicted a happy family scene: the mayor and his wife holding a child, all three of them smiling joyfully, exuding an air of happiness. The child's innocent smile seemed untouched by any difficulties in the world.
The third photo shows the passage of time and the changes in life. The mayor's wife wears a smile on her face, but it reveals a hint of forcedness and discomfort, while the mayor himself maintains a warm smile. Their son, standing between them, has grown tall, but the smile on his face is no longer as natural as before, seeming to carry some contradictions and struggles.
These photos have left Agamemnon feeling contemplative. Each scene carries the story and experiences of this family, from a happy beginning to subtle changes. They quietly narrate the joy, changes, and unspoken hardships of the mayor's family.
When Agamemnon shifted his gaze away from those frozen moments captured in the photographs, an inexplicable emotion surged within him. The stories behind these photos, though unknown, revealed the complexity and variability of life. He realized that everyone has their own stories and secrets, just like himself, harboring unsolved mysteries and deep-seated pain.
Agamemnon did not linger, as he did not want to delve into the mayor's family's private affairs; after all, it was someone else's life and had nothing to do with him. He turned and left the mayor's house, his steps firm and silent. The sky outside had already begun to glow with the remnants of the sunset, casting a golden halo over the entire town.
Agamemnon walked on the familiar yet unfamiliar street, heading towards the mayor's office. There, he might find the information he needed, or perhaps there would be new missions waiting for him. As a wanderer, he had grown accustomed to this life of constant journeying.
People came and went on the street, but Agamemnon seemed to be lost in his own thoughts. Memories of the past, the current mission, the uncertainty of the future... These thoughts flowed through his mind like a long river, bringing deep contemplation and occasional flashes.
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