Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals

The Huntsman felt something he never thought he would ever feel again. He felt his chitinous heart beating loudly, almost bursting out of his chest. And it was all due to the being in front of him with chitin as white as snow.

Her words felt like arrows piercing through his heart. His calculative mind stopped working and only his instincts remained. All he wanted to do now was to save her from distress and take her somewhere they could be all by themselves.

"I…I…" the Huntsman stuttered.

The White Canzer begged even harder, fluttering her chitinous eyelids and letting her skin shine through the sunlight.

She knew that he was on the verge of falling to her temptations. He could not take his eyes off her, his heartbeat sped up, and he had trouble speaking out the right words; he was about to say yes.

"I cannot." The Huntsman forcefully removed her hands away from his legs.

"You…you what?!" The White Canzer couldn't believe it. The Huntsman rejected her advances!

Through sheer power of will, he was able to resist her temptation and refuse her offer outright. Truthfully, he was about to accept it, but his code of honor woke up something inside of him and allowed him to have the internal strength to push her away.

The White Canzer thought she had the Huntsman right where she wanted him. He was about to fall for her charms like a moth to a flame, but somehow, he was able to turn away and move out into the dark! It was illogical.

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"I am a man of honor, princess. And as much as I want to rescue you from certain doom, I always follow my code.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

I only act when the mission demands me to act. And I cannot accept a mission without monetary rewards. As such, I will not help you unless you can offer me riches equivalent to the mission's difficulty right in this instant. If you cannot, then I will not help you."

The White Canzer panicked. The Huntsman was the only way she could survive this forest. He was her only hope.

"How about my tiara? I can peel it off my skin and you can sell it for a high price, I guarantee it. If that's not enough, I can give you my dress so you can sell it to merchants all over the realm.

And the mission will be easy. I'll only need help being escorted out of this forest. Unless I am attacked, then you need not to even be beside me. You can simply shoot your arrow from afar.

Surely that is easy enough for you to accept my rewards!"

For the Huntsman, her offer was just and proper. He was tempted to accept her offer because, in any other circumstance, he would accept that kind of mission from any client that came to him. And the fact that a beautiful white being was asking him was just another bonus.

However, this was a special circumstance.

"As I have told you, princess. I only live by my code of honor. I cannot accept a mission when I am already encumbered by an ongoing mission—especially if it interferes with the mission. No amount of reward will make me break this code."

"Why?! Please! How about I help you with the mission while you're escorting me? I saw that you were on your way to hunt a boar. I can help you with that. I can smell it all the way from here so I can help you track it down!"

"You cannot help me in my mission. I am not tasked to kill a boar."

"Then what is your mission?!"

The Huntsman notched the arrow in his bow and stretched it to full power. He then aimed it straight at the White Canzer's head point blank.

"It's to kill you, princess."

The White Canzer turned even paler once it realized that it had been asking the wrong being to ask. It was as if she was a fly asking a spider how to escape its webs!

She immediately stood up with quickness that betrayed her whole 'weak and disheveled' princess persona. It was as if her distress was merely a mask that she put on so that the Huntsman would take pity on her.

"You! The Queen put you up to this?!"

The Huntsman nodded. "Yes, princess. She gave me a dragon's hoard of riches in advance for your death. It's one of the reasons why I know you were lying about the reward. It's because I already received it."

The White Canzer's lie was futile from the very beginning. All her attempts at trying to convince the Huntsman for help were never going to work.

Most beings caught in this situation where they were directly in front of their hunter would go with their first instinct and run. But the White Canzer didn't do that. Instead, she walked towards the Huntsman as if she had no care for her life.

"Please, sir Knight. This is an injustice of the highest degree! You must not believe the lies of that wicked Queen!"

She doubled down on her lies.

Now, most normal beings would immediately regard her words as nothing more than a bare-faced lie. After all, it had been proven yet again that she was an untrustworthy source of information. She lied every time she could just to save herself.

Anyone would immediately know that this was simply another attempt at saving herself.

"…wicked?" the Huntsman whispered, with hesitation painted on his face.

The Huntsman fell for her lies. After all, he was a man of principle. It was in his code of morals that he would never kill anyone unworthy of death. The fact that there was a chance that she was innocent being put a moment of hesitation in his mind.

As for why he believed it, no one knew but him.

The fact that she was a beautiful creature who enamored his heart could be a factor for his naivety, but who knew for sure?

"Yes! She is wicked! The Queen is an evil witch who tried to poison me with an apple!"