It was another two years that had passed and Ylva was no longer a one-year old child but was instead a three-year old child now. Surprisingly, despite her beast-like and also mature personality, it didn't scare away Sinbad like the rest of the other children. She found it sad though that his family were being called expatriates just because they weren't contributing anything for the war. The villagers were fools, even her parents were. They ordered her not to go near them but she disobeyed their orders. She was her own person, no one would change that.

As of now, they were currently playing together when they heard his mother, Esla, calling for him.

"Sin! Hey, Sinbad~" His mother called out.

Then the two of them came out from the bushes and he ran towards his mother who pulled him into a hug. She noticed her slowly making her way towards them.

"Oh Ylva, it's nice to see you again. Where did the two of you run off this time?" She asked, she seemed really happy that the girl wasn't scared of being with her son despite the distasteful title.

"Hehehe, we went on an adventure all the way to the well!" He stated proudly, answering for her instead. "I'm not a kid anymore! So I can go anywhere I want!"

"Well, in that case, Sin, would you take this, please?" His mother requested while handing to him a huge bundle wrapped in a white cloth. "It's lunch. Looks like your father forgot his lunch again."

"Please go with him too, Ylva. I'd be happy that someone is with him." She added, this time directed towards her.

"Hai, Esla-obasan." Ylva answered politely before heading off to the port with Sinbad.

They soon arrived to find his father muttering mad things to himself. "DADDYYYY!" Sinbad yelled out. "You forgot your lunch!"

"Aah, you really saved me! I was starting to think I'd have to eat all the fish I've already caught!" Badr (Sinbad's father) said in a happy tone. "Thanks Sin! You really did great!"

He paused for a moment as if remembering something. "By chance, did Ylva come with you again?" He asked.

Sinbad's eyes twinkled. "Yeah, daddy! She came with me but then left as soon as I was here!" He pouted at the end. He seemed a little mad, Badr thought.

"I see."

Meanwhile, Ylva, who separated from Sinbad, came across something as they ran together. Her eyes noticed something similar to a fang when she passed by a random shop. She bid Sinbad goodbye and went to check on it.

She pointed to it whie looking at the seller. The seller was an old woman who seemed to have a kind aura around her. Ylva could immediately tell that she was trustworthy due to her beast-like instincts.

"Oh dearie, is that what you would like?"

She nodded at once. The old woman laughed. "Hohoho, to think that fang would be what caught your attention. Why do you like it, dearie?" She asked.

"It reminds me of a wolf's fang." Ylva answered. "And I like wolves."

"Hmm..." The old woman stared at her for a moment as if trying to read her. "You have the scent of a beast...which is quite interesting...Tell you what, I'll give that to you for free just because I like you."

"Really, obaa-san?" Ylva certainly looked more like a child now. Her eyes were practically sparkling. She really had a huge love for wolves and wished she could leave the village to search for them. Shut Hell may have killed them in her past life but they were very similar in ways.

"It's really okay, go ahead and get it, I don't mind, dearie."

"Arigatou, obaa-san! (Thank you, grandmother!)" She said before bowing in goodbye. She was heading to the port to see Sinbad and his father now but when she saw the scene in front of her, it made her blood boil.

"STOP MESSING AROUND WITH US!"

A bunch of fools were yelling at Sinbad's father and beating him up. Sinbad himself was crying in fear at the side. Ylva took a deep breath before approaching them. Once she was behind them, she let out an ear-piercing shriek that made the fools cower in surprise.

"What was that?" One of them screamed.

"Gaa! That was painful to my ears!"

"It's that child who did it, wasn't it!?" One of them pointed his finger to her and was about to lunge at her for interrupting them when she narrowed her eyes at them.

Instantly they felt fear and cowered away from her. She snarled and growled at them, threatening to bite them. It may have seemed she was just acting like a wild child but no, that was not the case. Their fear was of being devoured by the small child in front of them. Her eyes promised pain, a large amount of pain, or perhaps even death. They ran away as if they were being chased by the devil itself.

Badr approached her cautiously. "Ylva, what was that? I could feel your bloodthirsty aura just from being over there." He pointed to the area where he was lying on before approaching her.

She did not speak and shook her head. It seemed that she did not want to answer his question. Badr sighed. Oh well, he couldn't force her, if she didn't want to talk then he would let it slide for now. The only question that was on his mind for now was how on earth could she have released that kind of killing intent.

"Ara?" His body suddenly felt weak, his legs collapsed and he fell sideways to the ground. He turned his body so he was now lying on his back. "I can't seem to move?" He stated though it seemed more of a question.

"Daddy!" Sinbad cried out as he rushed to his father's side.

"Sin..." He muttered.

"You're alright, daddy!" The little boy said in relief though there were tears in his eyes.

"Oww...oww...They sure put in some theatrics and try to do me in...Sin, are you okay?" Badr asked his son as he slowly got up despite feeling weak. He truly was an ex-soldier, no normal person would be able to get up like that if they were badly beaten up.

"Yup..."

Badr noticed that the lunch his wife made was ruined and that there was sand covering it. He laughed it off like it was no big deal and dusted the sand off so he could still eat it. His son looked irritated by something and then shouted out his feelings to his father.

"Why...Why didn't you, daddy!? Daddy's a retired soldier, right? If you got serious, you could take them out in one go! Why didn't you do anything!?" Sinbad shouted.

"Hey now! There's no way I can win with just one leg!" He laughed it off again.

Sinbad was even more annoyed. He started yelling out lots of different things to his father and then ran away after seeing that he was still smiling as if there was nothing wrong. Ylva sighed and then approached Badr.

"You really shouldn't act like that, Badr-ojisan. Now Sinbad is angry with you." Her eyes flitted to the side and she saw the state his boat was in. "I bet Esla-obasan will get angry at you too for acting like that."

"Now, now, Ylva-chan, I'm sure she wouldn't..." He paused when he saw her eyes narrowing. "Alright, alright, I guess she would get mad. Don't worry though, I'll think of something!"

"Yeah, right." She murmured before leaving.

"Ylva! Ylva!" Three days later after the incident, Sinbad came barreling towards her full of excitement. He looked so enthusiastic and pulled her again. She didn't really bother anymore, she was used to it already.

"What is it, Sinbad?" She asked as they ran together. "I wanna let you meet somebody, he's a really nice mister! He tells me lots of stories everyday!" He answered excitedly.

Ylva nodded and then they slowed down when they reached his home. The wind picked up and something swayed with it around her neck. Looking closer, it turned out to be the same fang that she received from the old lady three days ago.

They entered his house and there she saw a tall man with blond hair. What an odd color, she thought. "Ylva! This is Darius-san! He's the nice mister who tells me lots of great stories!" Sinbad introduced him enthusiastically and then turned to her. "Mister! Mister! This is Ylva! She's my best friend!"

"I see, nice to meet you, Ylva." He said with a small smile.

But Ylva didn't like him when she got closer. He wasn't to be trusted. He had an air around him that was full of unease, she could smell it easily. Her instincts was also warning her but she didn't do anything for now, knowing that since Badr-ojisan didn't immediately tell on him, he trusted him for now.

She listened to his stories and found that she liked them too despite not liking the person who spoke of the tales. Shut Hell agreed bitterly from within her.

A few days later, Parthevia soldiers visited Tison Village and they said that they were looking for an enemy spy on the run, they also mentioned it to be reported to them at once, once the villagers had seen him.

The truth was that Darius, the one who had been saved and cared for by Sinbad's family, was actually the enemy spy who had hailed from the Reim Empire.

He was currently holding Sinbad hostage with a knife to the little boy's throat. A crowd was formed around the two. "Sinbad!" Esla cried out to her child. "Mommy!" Sinbad cried back.

"STAY BACK! ANY STRANGE MOVEMENTS, AND THIS KID WILL GET IT!" Darius shouted. "I'm serious...HEY! MOVE IT, CLEAR A PATH!"

The villagers screamed in fear. One of them made mention to call the soldiers but Darius threatened them not to. Sinbad yelled out to him in confusion and tears why he was doing this. Darius answered to the boy that this was the real him, he would resort to any thing just to survive.

He then proceeded to shout orders to Sinbad's mother for things he would need but she couldn't do anything alone so she looked to her sides and the other villagers moved back. Esla begged them for help but they had no desire to do so. All of them answered with foolish reasons but it all boiled down to one certain reason, it was because they were expatriates.

Her legs collapsed and she found herself in tears. Darius clicked his tongue in annoyance and threatened the villagers with his sword. All of a sudden, Badr appeared from within the crowd and was trying to calmly persuade the man to let his son go but Darius refused to.

He even went on his knees and laid his forehead on the ground as he begged for Sinbad's release and the man's surrender. Darius was aghast by the man's words and became angry, he shoved the tip of the sword into his hostage's mouth.

"I don't take orders from some cowardly expatriate!" He yelled out.

Badr gritted his teeth and was about to shove his sword into the man's body when a shadow suddenly appeared in front of the man threatening his son's life. The one who had appeared was none other than Ylva, the three-year old friend of his son.

Her crimson red hair was in a mess, her eyes looked even more fiery than usual. She was on fours and she growled loudly. Darius felt that something was off with the child and once he locked eyes with her, that's when he knew he was scared.

She let out a huge amount of killing intent and then pounced on him. He was pushed to the ground and had no choice but to let Sinbad go. Badr immediately took the boy in his arms and covered his eyes.

"Ku, kukukuku..." Ylva cackled madly. Her head moved closer to his neck and then she bit off a huge chunk of his skin. Blood sprayed out and landed on her hands and clothes. She rested her ear on his chest and listened to his heartbeat.

"It's no use, I tore off something vital in your neck. I can hear your pulse growing fainter...Your blood is flowing...until your heart stops completely..." She spoke softly though there was some kind of intensity.

Once his heart stopped beating completely and she could no longer hear his pulse, she slowly got off him and wiped the blood off her mouth with the back of her hand. Her parents watched her in horror and they screamed, backing away as she moved.

Badr removed his hand from Sinbad's eyes. "Ylva-chan...?" The little boy whispered. Ylva looked straight into his eyes and he in return, could see the intensity in her own. She suddenly broke contact and her eyes went to look at his father instead. They seemed to be silently communicating about something.

Sinbad's mind was in turmoil, he couldn't understand what was happening. The nice mister was actually a bad man? Why was the nice mister on the ground? What is happening?

"Sin."

His best friend's voice called out to him. He turned to look at her as she wiped off the blood from her hands onto her clothes. It was only then that he noticed that his father had put him down and that he was on the ground now. She placed her clean hand on his cheek and gave him a sad smile.

"I'm leaving Tison Village." She said sadly.

"Wait, why, Ylva-chan?!" Sinbad asked in a surprised tone. Her hand moved to pat his head, he pouted, he was older than her! "I did something bad and my parents won't accept me now. I have nowhere else to live but go somewhere far away."

"But, but - "

"Don't look for me and don't worry, I'll be fine!" She gave him a happier-looking smile though he could still sense some sadness behind it. "Perhaps I'll see you again in the future."

"Goodbye," and she walked away.