Ex-Rank Awakening: My Attacks Make Me Stronger-Chapter 78: EX . Do You Know Who I Am

The morning sky over the Capital was a soft blue, painted with streaks of gold as the sun began to rise. Birds chirped in the distance, and the city, though enormous, was relatively calm at this hour. Amidst that serenity, a ten-year-old boy ran through the quiet streets, his white hair tied back, his breaths rhythmic, and his eyes sharp.

Despite coming to the Capital with his family for what was supposed to be a vacation, his routine hadn’t wavered. Even at ten, Leon maintained a strict regimen, early runs, balance drills, focused breathing exercises. His EX-Rank talent hadn’t awakened yet, but his discipline already shone like a beacon.

As he turned a corner near an industrial zone, he slowed to a halt.

His eyes narrowed.

A large figure, cloaked and hurried, was dragging someone through the alley ahead. A girl... gagged and bound.

"What’s going on here?" Leon muttered.

He didn’t waste a second. Pulling out his compact comm-band, he contacted his mother, quickly relaying everything he saw.

Before he started tailing the man with practiced precision. Leon’s training kicked in naturally. For someone his age, his instincts were sharp, eerily sharp.

Eventually, the trail led to an abandoned warehouse. Through a gap in the door, Leon slipped in, careful not to make a sound. What he saw next made his blood run cold.

The girl was tied to a chair in the center of an octagram drawn with blood. And standing Infront of her was a boy.

Leon’s fingers tightened, he knew what this was.

"A demon Sacrifice."

And as if to confirm his thoughts.

"I made a deal with a demon," the boy declared, lifting his hair to show a dark mark on his forehead.

Leon’s stomach twisted as Daikaichi ranted about resentment, family cruelty, and his desire for a Supreme Talent. It was madness, plain and terrifying.

But as the ceremonial knife rose, Leon finally acted.

With a burst of movement, he kicked open the door and launched himself across the room. His foot connected squarely with Daikaichi’s head, sending the teen crashing into the wall with a violent thud.

"And who," Leon spat, stepping between Nikko and the bleeding circle, "gave you the right to decide someone’s worth?"

Daikaichi groaned, disoriented from the surprise attack. His vision spun as he struggled to his feet.

"H-How did you find this place?" he demanded, rage coloring his words.

Leon, with his sword drawn from his inventory, tilted his head mockingly.

"With the amount of training I’ve done, trailing behind someone as huge and loud as you is child’s play."

Daikaichi’s mouth twitched.

He prided himself on his stealth and on the idea that nobody could ever track him and those who could won’t bother about someone like Nikko. But this child had not only followed him, but attacked him without hesitation.

"You’re just a kid..." he muttered, a look of disbelief painting his bruised face.

Leon didn’t respond. His cold gaze said everything.

"DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!" Daikaichi suddenly screamed. "For a brat like you to lay hands on me, getting beheaded would be a mercy!"

Leon raised an eyebrow, sword still resting on his shoulder.

"Did I hit your head too hard?" he asked dryly. "Or have you always been this stupid?"

That did it.

Fury overtook Daikaichi’s reason.

With a roar, he summoned his battle hammer from his inventory. Its weight slammed into the ground with a tremor before he lifted it, charging at Leon with rage boiling through every step.

Daikaichi charged forward like a mad bull, veins bulging, hammer raised high, eyes burning with fury.

But Leon Kael didn’t flinch.

While any normal ten-year-old might’ve screamed or frozen at the sight of a hammer-wielding teen twice his size barreling toward him with murderous intent... Leon wasn’t normal.

And frankly, normal was overrated.

Instead, he took a calm stance, feet grounded, sword angled behind him, eyes sharp and focused like a predator’s. No fear. No hesitation. Only precision.

The hammer came crashing down.

WHAM!

The ground split where Leon had just been standing but Leon had already moved. A clean sidestep, not an inch wasted. His breathing never changed.

Daikaichi snarled, lunging again, this time with a reckless shoulder tackle.

But Leon’s small frame and nimble control turned the size difference into an advantage. He dropped low and executed a smooth cat roll beneath the wide arc of Daikaichi’s body, sliding across the blood-stained floor with the agility of a seasoned martial artist.

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Slice.

In one fluid motion, his blade carved across Daikaichi’s right Achilles tendon, fast and precise. The pain was instant. The giant teen’s leg buckled as he fell to one knee with a cry of agony.

It brought him down.

Right to Leon’s level.

Before Daikaichi could even lift his head, Leon was already moving. With mechanical grace and cold resolve, he stepped in close.

CLANG!

Leon brought down the pommel of his sword directly against Daikaichi’s temple. A sharp, clean strike.

The older boy’s eyes rolled back. As his body slumped forward, unconscious.

Silence filled the warehouse.

As Leon exhaled once, steady and calm, before turning to Nikko still staring at him with wide, disbelieving eyes.

She had no words.

Because for the first time in her life, someone didn’t look at her like trash.

Instead, someone had fought for her.

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As the dust began to settle in the eerie warehouse, a sudden flood of bright white lights cut through the shattered windows, military flood lamps, followed by the synchronized pounding of boots.

The Defense Military had arrived.

Leon barely had time to sheath his sword before soldiers in black-and-silver armor fanned into the building with efficient precision. Weapons were raised, corners cleared, targets locked. But there was no fight left to be had.

Just Daikaichi, unconscious and crumpled on the floor like discarded meat.

Only five minutes had passed since Leon brought him down, but that was more than enough time for his mother’s authority to take effect. Though she couldn’t come herself, her status made her presence over a "minor matter" politically inappropriate. Or more accurately, the special watcher she had secretly placed on Leon had informed her it was a minor issue if not she would have come with the full fury of a doting mother.

As the soldiers apprehended Daikaichi, he stirred awake, and the moment he realized what was happening, he erupted in panic.

"Do you know who I am?! I’m the son of the Governor!"

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A/N: The main family is made up of the Governor and his children with supreme talents.

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