40: Little Demon [1] 40: Little Demon [1] Right after Ash left Malric’s chamber.
The expression of the detective turned incomparably serious.
His old assistant looked towards his boss and stated, “Just what sort of monster is this brat?” “A talented monster, most likely,” stated the detective.
“But is it really okay for us to deal with soone like this?
The brat definitely has a very good potential to either beco a powerful warrior or a mage.
But coming in contact with that world is just too dangerous,” warned the assistant.
The detective shook his head, “There’s always danger everywhere rather, let’s not help the brat or go against him, we will just stay neutral, I will just pay him enough to do his own thing.” The old assistant nodded reluctantly and did not say anything.
anwhile, Jero was seeing this with a smile, he couldn’t believe his little brother’s antics.
He was ssing around with a useless little kid instead of fucking the girls he brought.
Axel started working for Jared imdiately after that, he would run errands for Jared or all the thugs in his group from ti to ti.
They often make him dance like a frog or other animal for entertainnt.
While the thugs would most of the ti, fuck the many girls that lived in their basents.
Axel would be asked to clean those places up.
He did not see the daughter of the Tailor, who issued the commission to Malric.
Axel observed their daily routines.
Especially Jero, and the guy was indeed Jared’s older brother, just as he suspected.
The thugs would bring new girls from ti to ti.
They would each take turns on the new ones.
In the dayti, they would take half the money from all the beggars within a certain area of the city.
They definitely had so backing from a low-level noble, perhaps.
Another thing about this world is that the nobles, the royal family, and various authorities are just normal humans.
Who rules over the common people?
While the mages or the warriors don’t bother with them.
They are the real power, behind the scenes.
As the mage association is the greatest authority here.
Every day, Axel continued to be more and more disgusted by the disgusting behavior of these bastards.
He couldn’t wait to tear every single one of them apart.
A week had passed since he started working for Jared.
Axel could probably kill them all.
But the problem is location.
Finally, an opportunity arrived.
Jared was taking him to another hideout, there was no one else with them.
They were going towards another hideout of theirs to retrieve so goods that the 9-year-old would need to carry.
They were passing through a forest in the middle, seeing no one around, Axel released the entirety of his killing intent on Jared, all the bad mories of his entire life condensed into one desire.
The desire to kill, his untily death as Tyler Cross, the past trauma of Axel Nomrad, and the suppression of his family and the entire life of Ashborn.
Then there were all the atrocities that he saw with his own eyes caused by Jero and his group.
Jared, on the other hand, was petrified, as if an entire world had been put on his shoulders, a primal fear took over his entire being as his own began to tremble, and survival instinct took over his mind.
Jared glanced backwards and the little disgusting brat he always bullied, who never dared to look him in the eye.
But that little brat looked like the very manifestation of evil in this mont as the little boy’s eyes had now turned sinister, blood red, while he had a hideous grin on his face.
The fear that Jared felt at this mont defied comprehension.
He couldn’t breathe.
Jared’s knee hit the ground as he was unable to stand anymore.
The little demon took small steps towards his prey, that generated an even greater fear in Jared.
He spoke in a barely audible whisper, “Who are you?” Axel answered as he continued to smile, “You know I wanted to say so many things to a scum like you and kill you so slowly and beautifully, for all the suffering you caused, for so many innocent people you ruined.
How many innocent girls did you rape?
How many families did you ruin?” “But that’s fine, it wasn’t your fault entirely.
You simply followed the example of your older brother.
I will save all the words I have for him.
Don’t worry, unlike you, your older brother won’t be having such a peaceful death.
I promise that, Sir Jared,” announced Axel ruthlessly to his victim.
“YOU ASK WHO I AM, JARED?” “I am the demon this world has created,” stated Axel in a chilling tone as he took the knife out of Jared’s waist and, with a swift motion, he severed his head cleanly.
Axel’s killing intent imdiately vanished, but a slight headache started to affect him.
Axel threw the body in the bushes, and animals would eat that up in no ti, while he buried the severed head in the ground.
His initial goal was to simply kill his target while luring them into an uncharted area or jungle.
But now he had different plans.
Those thugs all definitely saved up a lot of money; at least Jero definitely had a lot of money hidden sowhere.
Why not take that as well, alongside the prize for killing him?
Then clean up all the other thugs and gangs of the city in the sa manner, while getting all of their money.
After that, if we followed the trail, we would find the low-ranking noble behind all the thugs.
But that would depend on who exactly that noble is.
Axel punched himself in the face, It was ti for the next part of the plan.
Axel revealed to Jero and his underlings, while crying and sobbing like a wretch, that Jared had been kidnapped.
Jero was obviously furious beyond belief.
Yet, he was also extrely suspicious as he beat up Axel like a dog.
To get the full truth.
But physical pain is sothing that rarely affected Axel anymore.
The things he went through, especially the entire life of Ashborn, were a torture that hit far harder than anyone could imagine.
He was already broken.
After confirming that things were indeed just as Axel said, Jero with his whole gang went to that location.
They took so guns with them as well.
Yes, this world had guns.
But those things or any other weapons only worked against humans.
Axel was also with them.
Yet, his body was a ss, but it didn’t matter.
Soon, they all reached that location, but no one was there.
But Jero, being the intelligent leader of the thugs he was, discovered the remains of soone dead.
There were so parts of the dead body left, and the animals were eating it.
Jero instantly had a bad feeling for so reason.
Then another mber called out to Jero to see sothing, everyone’s focus shifted on the bloody clothes on the side, and there was a sign, a logo specifically of their gang.
Jero’s eyes widened in disbelief as he realized that these clothes were his little brother’s.
At that very mont, a maddening laughter of an immature voice was heard.
The sound itself was simply haunting and wrong in every way.
All 11 mbers, including Jero, looked back slowly, and they saw the little brat who was covered in blood since he was beaten close to death laughing like he had gone insane.
“AHAHAHAHHAHAHHHAAAAA HAHAAAAAAAAHHA” A thick killing intent, as heavy as a mountain, pressed onto every single one of the mbers as they all froze in their tracks.
A boundless fear had taken over all over their minds as many of them pissed themselves in fear.
Axel’s eyes glowed crimson as he resembled a little demon sent from hell.
For so reason, a sadistic part of him felt the situation incredibly funny.
“Yes, that is your little brother Jared.
This is the result of all the cris that your little brother has committed.
Next is all of your turn.” “Though considering my own situation, I don’t have the right to lecture anyone.
Since you’re at least living a life much better than mine,” stated Axel with a laugh.
Jero was utterly furious knowing that it was this little piece of shit that killed his little brother, but the anger vanished when that boundless intent pressed onto them even harder as they knelt on the ground unable to stand anymore.
Axel walked past them as the thugs were kneeling down, he carved out the head of Jared from the place where he buried it, and showed it to all of them smiling.
He squeezed the cheeks of the severed head of Jero, as if trying to make it smile.
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