What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

Chapter 45-44- The Day of Enlightenment
After saying those words, Altaïr called his men, took a document from his hand, and threw it to Domi.

Duomi picked up the document and looked at it. It described various information about several people in detail, almost to the extent that they took out their pants, leaving no privacy at all.

There were three adult men, two adult women, and one elderly man, all with the same last name - Kingsley.

"A family?"

"That's right, the Kingsley family, rooted in the Blofield Territory in your grandfather's generation, is considered a small aristocracy with some background."

"Before, they were very peaceful, turned in offerings every year, and obeyed what was said. However, when your grandfather retired and Carlos was in charge of the family, they found another partner, and they were still our enemies."

"Actually, these rip-off guys have already planned to move away from Blofield. If it's just fine, they are wrong. They have to build some time bombs here before leaving and collect money in disregard of Blofield's laws. "

Duomi was a little confused and said: "Then why don't you clean them up? This hidden danger should have been going on for a long time, right?"

Altaïr nodded, admitting this:
"To be honest, it only takes one dinner to clear them out, but who would take action on the food reserves in advance?"

"Whenever the family needs money, they will be slaughtered. Whenever the younger generations need a whetstone, they will be slaughtered. This is the reason why the food reserve still exists."

"You are very lucky, trash, and I still have food reserves to serve as your enlightenment mentor."

"So you want me to kill them? Kill them all?"

"Yes, to be precise, we will only kill their head of the family - Vincent Kingsley. We will handle the others."

Altaïr's tone was very relaxed, as if killing an entire family was not something worth mentioning, and his spirit of treating human life as nothing was carried to the extreme.

"Don't worry, their child died in an accident the day before you came for training. He is probably still mourning now. You won't be able to stop him. Others deserve what they deserve."

"What about their children? They deserve it too?"

Domi was not suffering from Mary's disease, but wanted to know how the will of Altaïr, Fomalhaut or Blofeld considered such moral matters.

Artair paused for a moment, as if he was surprised that Domi would ask this question. It's not like that...

But he still answered:
"No snowflake under the avalanche is innocent. Even if we let their children go, will their children forget this hatred?"

"In the profession of being a killer, the most important thing to avoid is kindness, the second most important thing is to avoid cutting the grass without uprooting the roots, and the third most important thing is to avoid being careless."

"What about trust? What does trust mean to a killer?"

"Trust is a virtue among killers~
You can only watch from a distance and don't play with it. You can trust your companions to a certain extent, but don't leave any room for it. Always be cautious, so that you can live longer. "

After listening and thinking for a while, Duomi said:
"I think I understand, Vincent Kingsley, when to do it."

"Since this is your enlightenment lesson, it naturally has to be done during teaching hours. It's better to choose a different day. It's this afternoon. Get ready. I've put the things in that corner."

He pointed to a corner of the room, and when the light shone through, he could see a set of civilian clothes, an ordinary dagger on the market, and a pair of black gloves with spikes on the finger bones.

"I'll take you down the mountain when you're ready, and you have to walk the rest of the way by yourself."

"By the way, does my dad agree?"

"That said it all the moment he walked you through Fomalhaut, Dominic."

……

In the training room, Domi took off his training clothes and put on the clothes Altaïr prepared for him. It was a tan linen vest and a pair of taupe trousers. The shirt was originally white, but it was stained by sweat. A little yellowish.

From top to bottom, poverty is everywhere revealed.

Wearing this suit he could blend in among the civilians without any difficulty.

It's just that his appearance and hair are too conspicuous, so he will probably have to do something about it after he goes out.

The leather-sheathed dagger was tied to his waist with a belt, and the gloves were stuffed into his arms. At this point, he was fully prepared.

He came to the tavern, and Altaïr took him out of the castle through the underground passage... The exit was the toilet of a women's branch. There was a special place for cleaning tools in the corner of the toilet. You could get out by lifting one of the floor tiles.

Before leaving, Altaïr just patted Domi on the shoulder and said his last words to him, "Always be cautious."

Watching Altaïr's back gradually disappear at the end of the passage, Domi took a deep breath.

"Okay, okay...it's just about killing someone, it's not difficult."

He knew that what was coming next was the real reality, not the training ground that the family had fabricated for him.

As if he had made up his mind, he finally lifted up the floor and got out of the passage.

The place where you enter is very dark, and the pungent odor is inhaled from the tip of your nose straight to the Tianling Cap, mixed with the smell of hormones. To be honest, it is really not what humans smell.

There were sounds of vomiting or having sex from time to time in the toilet cubicle. Duomi really didn't want to stay here for another second.

So he walked out of the toilet, walked to the corridor, climbed out of the window, and entered a small alley.

However, the smell inside still remained on his clothes, which made him disgusted.

At this moment, three more people walked into the alley.

It's classic street bullying.

But they are quite young, just a few years older than Domi.

The two bullies were a tall, thin man and a short, fat man.

The person being bullied was a thin boy with a pretty face, and he looked like an easy target to bully.

Duomi used the invisibility technique and watched from the side without any intention of taking action. He didn't want to cause trouble.

But he suddenly discovered that the skinny man's clothes seemed to fit him quite well. They were still loose on the skinny man, but they were probably just right for him.

"It seems you are quite lucky."

He approached the two brothers in the invisible state. In the case of violent movement, the invisibility technique would reveal his outline.

But it doesn't matter, as long as they don't see his face clearly.

Duomi walked closer, grabbed the fat man's wrist, and threw him over his shoulder!

It hit the ground with a thud and made a muffled sound.

Then he tripped the thin man with his foot, dragged the fat man and smashed him up.

Domi quickly took care of the two little Karami.

From Morey's perspective, a phantom suddenly appeared. He eliminated the two bullies with two bangs and then took off the thin man's clothes as if no one was watching.

A few small actions shocked his young mind greatly.

His eyes widened, and he watched the whole process in disbelief. The previously arrogant bully was just solved like this?
But soon, he became clear about his current situation——

A big boss suddenly appeared to help him, but he didn't seem to be a good person.

"Uh... I didn't see anything. I can't help it... or should I faint by myself?"

Morey took two steps back and forced a forced smile.

　Suddenly I remembered that I have final exams tomorrow, and I have to take the summer vacation.

　　Just cramming for the moment, don’t think about it...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)