Chapter 9: Tampering with evidence
The hooded men who snuck into the Iphelleta House.
None of them could move a muscle any longer, this was due to the mysterious stranger who just spoke to them.
āJust thenā¦ā
It was more than enough to shock them when the stranger managed to detect, listen in and intercept their mental messages.
āHowā¦ā
Not to mention he had managed to send the message to every single one, who were all hidden meticulously.
It was understandable that all of them were stunned.
āā¦And where?ā
The leader of the hooded men, Tes quickly turned his eyes around.
No matter where he looked, he couldnāt find the mental messageās point of origin.
Which meant there was a clear difference in ability between them and the stranger.
āThe Iphelleta House had someone who could hide his presence this well?ā
As far as Tes knew, the Iphelleta House did not consider assassins as equals.
In fact, the House was a congregation of people who despised and wouldnāt hesitate to get rid of them if they ever saw one.
āItās as ifā¦ā
Tes gulped nervously.
Considering the skill of the Mental Message, the stranger was at least as skilled and powerful as himself.
It was not easy to remove such a powerful presence.
Butā¦he couldnāt sense him at all.
āIām seeing a ghostā¦ā
Presence, or mana.
Or anything else.
Along with such power, there are distinct features which get left behind. They can be used to distinguish them immediately from the rest.
But even those features could not be found, as if it really was a ghost.
This was a feat only the most skilled assassins could accomplish.
āTsk.ā
Underneath the mask, Tes frowned.
He did not like it.
The situation he was in.
The fact that his daughter was cornered, that he flinched because of some random stranger.
āI donāt know whoās joke this is, but there must be something holding him back if he decides to hide like this.ā
Otherwise there is no reason for him to remain in the shadows.
If he wanted to continue threatening them, he shouldāve kept sending that killing intent at them.
Thatās what Tes believed.
āDonātā¦annoy me?ā
Tes clutched his dagger as he remembered those words.
He had no intention of annoying him.
In fact, he hated such situations.
All he needed was his colleagueās body and the dagger.
Quietly.
Then, all their business in the House would be done.
<We are moving.>
He had come all the way here to help his troubled daughter.
They had to move now, otherwise the mission would become impossible to complete before they even began.
The warning from the previous mental message hadnāt repeated since then.
There was no time to waste.
<I will go to the āsonās officeā where the dagger is.>
Tes jumped out of the bush he was hiding in.
As he slipped into the mansion like the wind, his subordinates gained heart and followed behind him.
The hooded figures began slipping into nooks and crannies of the mansion like rats.
<No. 2 to 10 will take the body.>
Tes ordered using Mental Message.
<The rest will make some noise to gain the mansionās attention. If in danger, remove all evidence through suicide.>
Bang!
As soon as his second order was given, an explosion occurred somewhere in the mansion.
It seemed the fight had already begun.
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āYou sons of b*tches!ā
The old man shouted.
He was wearing butlerās clothes and held a straight sword in one hand.
It was a normal sword, but it was made of good steel and boasted superior hardness.
The old man swung his blade.
āUuuck!ā
āKuuck!ā
How could a man well into his 50s have so much strength?
With but a single strike two hooded men were knocked back.
āWhere do you think this is!ā
The old man swung at them once more.
The blade suddenly glowed blue and showed its power despite the gap between them.
āā¦!ā
The aura blade.
The blue light was shot from the blade and cut through the hooded men along with their daggers.
āHm! Were they just grunts?ā
The old man shook his arm and turned around.
āIan-nim!ā
āSera!ā
Sera.
She was one of the maids serving in the mansion.
It seemed the chat of reunion will be cut short, as the sword she held also had blood on it.
āI will take care of Lady Irisās room. Ian-nim should go protect young master!ā
It meant to find and bring Riley back from the garden.
Ian understood and nodded in agreement. He moved immediately.
āAlright, donāt push yourself! Iāll be right back!ā
It would only take 10 seconds for Ian to reach the gardens from Lady Irisās room.
If there werenāt any obstacles.
āYoung master, pleaseā¦ā
Riley would often play āhide and seekā in times of danger.
Ian ran through the corridor.
Praying that Riley would once again show that ability and get himself to safety.
āPlease be safe!ā
1 secondā¦
5 secondsā¦
7 seconds in, Ian met with an obstacle.
āTsk!ā
Ianās facial expression crumbled.
From his presence, one could tell this was not your run-of-the-mill fighter.
It would likely take some time.
Time that could determine Rileyās life or death at any moment.
This wasnāt what Ian wanted.
āI do not like to run my mouth too much, but Iāll let you live if you leave now.ā
Ian threatened the hooded man.
His sword glowing blue with killing intent.
āā¦ā
Even so, the hooded man stayed silent.
He simply tucked his chin, and pulled his dagger.
He didnāt know Ianās intention, but he wasnāt letting him pass.
āYou bastard.ā
Judging by the reaction of his eyes, the hooded man was not deaf.
Ian ground his teeth in anger as the man ignored his warning.
āI have no timeā¦ā
Ian stopped mid sentence and charged toward the man, and the sword and dagger met.
Bang!
Sparks flew and Ianās arm engaged with the hooded manās.
āā¦to play with you!ā
Ian shouted as he twisted his body.
Just when some distance was made between them, Ianās and the hooded manās weapons swung at different angles.
Aiming for each otherās lives.
āKu?ā
Was it due to the fact that the two blades imbued with mana clashed?
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The two mana bladesā trajectories faded slowly.
Afterwards, Ianās shoes could be heard sliding on the carpet.
āFuck!ā
Ian swore as he was pushed back.
The match was a draw.
In strength, of all things.
āWhat power from such an old manā¦ā
The same was the case for the hooded man.
He was just as surprised as Ian.
As one of the 5 strongest people in the guild, he didnāt expect to be pushed back like this.
Thankfully the mask was hiding his emotions right now.
āMove you lilā b*tch!ā
āā¦ā
Ian had been watching his tongue since he began working as a butler, but his habit from his mercenary days was starting to show.
āMove itā¦no move your mute ass out of here! Just fuck off!ā
At this point he was swearing like in the old days.
His face turned red like the face of a demon.
Thatās how desperate he was.
Any more time wasted, and there was no telling what might happen to Riley.
āI canātā¦let this man pass.ā
The hooded man cracked his wrist which was still shaking from the strike before, and fixed his stance.
He believed this old man was nothing short of extraordinary.
āThat assholeā¦ā
Ian tucked his chin in.
If he could kill a man by glaring, the hooded man wouldāve died a hundred times over.
Sadly, he didnāt have such powers.
The hooded man was quite the adversary.
āYoung master! Wait for meā¦just hold on a little longer!ā
Ian ground his teeth.
āThese old bones will come and get you.ā