System in Assassin's Creed Chapter 10: Stop Being A Fucking Bitch... Bitch!

[Current Balance: 11,634R]

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[System Currency Updated]

[Reales Converted To Pound Sterling...]

[Conversion Fee: 18R]

[11,616R = £363]

Instantly, the Reales he had in his System disappeared, and the format changed to:

[Current Balance: £363 0s. 0d.]

[£ - Pound Sterling] [s. - Shillings] [d. - Pence]

[Pound Sterling Conversion][£1 = 20s.] [1s. = 12d.]

"..."

'Sooo...'

The other Kenways were walking, but Alaric stayed in a thinking position, 'Hmm... okay... Pound Sterling is valued thirty-two tis higher than the Spanish Real, one pound is twenty shillings, and one shilling is twelve pence...'

'Got it...' Alaric nodded and ran forward, catching up with the others.

'Let's try checking the list of items in the [Buy] section...'

[Buy] [Sell]

'Buy...'

[Konoha Flak Jacket(1x) - Granted to Konoha Ninjas of Chunin rank and above. - 7d.] (1 R)

[Shinobi Sandals (Blue) - Sandals commonly used by Ninjas - 7d.] (1 R)

[Hyuga Clan Secret Ointnt(1x) - 1s. 3d.] (2 R)

[One Tailed Beast Jinchūriki Seal - £3,125] (100,000 R)

[Mangekyo: Amaterasu - £312 10s. 12d.] (10,000 R)

[...]

'Okay, I get it,' Alaric thought as he ntally closed the system interface, 'I think...'

"Eleanor and I know a friend here," Bernard stated as they all walked, "We can stay at their house for the anti."

"They're really accommodating, you lot won't have to worry," Linette added while holding Edward's hand, "Edward, stop dawdling, we have sowhere to be."

Edward was silent but looked around in amazent.

'That's really understandable, he's fiv—'

Alaric's thoughts were cut off. He widened his eyes as he saw sothing that filled him with disgust, making him grit his teeth.

Black-skinned n were walking with their hands behind their backs. Their ankles were shackled so they couldn't run. Guards followed them, each with a small sword at the waist and a flintlock pistol at the side.

Alaric then looked at his father, mother, uncle, aunt, and even Edward... 'They're not even reacting?'

'Fucking slave traders, I forgot I'm in 1697,' Alaric fud, 'This is all normal for them.'

He looked further and activated his eagle vision.

The guards turned red in his view, but one of them appeared with a gold hue.

'You must be the officer...'

Alaric deactivated his eagle vision and continued walking toward their destination. He took one last look at the slaves and the officer.

'I'll rember that face.'

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"And we. have. arrived..."

They arrived at a humble looking house that was pretty good.

'Exterior's in good condition,' Alaric checked, 'Not bad...'

Bernard turned towards Leonard and the others while Linette smiled and just continued towards the door and knocked.

There was silence for a couple of seconds, and finally... the door opened slowly and silently.

"Mornin'!" Linette grinned at the person inside.

"Linette!" A female voice could be heard followed by a loud masculine laugh.

"Hahaha Mornin' Linette, where's Bernard?" A bald man that seed to be out of place in this city asked loudly.

"Right here, mate!" Bernard announced himself, him and the bald man shook hands, "Is the spare room still available?"

"For you lot? Of course! Anyways," The bald man got out of the door and showed himself to the Kenway family and smiled, "This must be the Kenways!"

'Oh? This guy looks middle-eastern... Iranian maybe?' Alaric thought, trying to figure where the guy ca from, 'Sure as hell he can't be Chinese... Damn, stop it 'Laric.'

"Oh my," Bernard chuckled, "Forgive ."

"Everyone, this is Solomon," Bernard started while motioning his hand towards the now nad Solomon.

"Suleiman Al Rashidi," He proudly stated his na, "Or as Bernard said, you can call Solomon."

Excluding Alaric, all of them looked at him in awe, as it was their first seeing soone like Solomon, caral skin, thick eyebrows and lashes.

"Suleiman Al Rashidi... I like that na," Alaric stated at Suleiman's eyes. 'Now... what's an Assassin doing in this place?'

Why does alaric think so? Well... He was wearing an Ottoman outfit, and the Belt Sash he had? It was a very specific symbol every Assassin's Creed players knew.

'He could be a Hidden One,' Alaric thought while smiling at Solomon, 'Bah, Hidden Ones, Assassins, they're all the sa.'

"Oh?" Solomon raised his eyebrows while looking at Alaric, "Who might you be, young lad?"

"Ala-" "Forgive sire..."

Leonard, who silent all the ti, ca forward, and cut Alaric off, "He's my son, he's a little bit haughty especially now that he's new in this city."

"I'm not being haughty though?" Alaric rebutted calmly, "I like his na and am having a cordial conversation... that's not being haughty."

"Silence!" Leonard hissed at Alaric.

However, everyone could see the calmness and confidence in Alaric's eyes, it's like he wasn't afraid of his own father.

"Excuse us for a mont," Leonard said and threw a quick glance at Bernard while dragging Alaric away.

"Anything wrong?" Solomon asked, unsure of what happened."

Bernard sheepishly laughed, "We don't quite understand either, this was a first for us."

All of them looked at Eleanor, who a worried.

Linette placed a hand on Eleanor's shoulder, "Don't worry, that kid's quite matured."

"Why don't you all co inside," Solomon offered, "I'll make you all so chamomile tea, to welco you here."

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Alaric allowed Leonard to drag him toward a cented fence by the sea, amused by the situation.

"Okay, that's enough," Alaric yanked his hand from Leonard's grip and flicked it multiple tis. "Damn... good grip, son!."

"You..." Leonard fud, glaring at Alaric.

He then slamd his fist against the cented fence. "What in the blazes made ye say that?"

"Say what exactly?" Alaric replied, crossing his arms. "That I liked his na? What's wrong with that?"

Leonard looked at Alaric, closed his eyes for a few seconds, then looked back.

"Behave yourself," Leonard stated. "We're no longer at our own house. This is not Swansea where you go anywhere and fool around however you want."

'Wha- okay fuck this shit.'

"The fuck you're talking about, you fucking old coot??"

Leonard widened his eyes and glared. "Excuse ?"

"You are excused," Alaric spat. "Are you fucking listening to yourself?"

"H-How da—" Leonard didn't even finish his sentence as...

*Boom!*

"Wha—" Leonard held his breath, unable to believe his eyes as the cented fence shattered under Alaric's fist. "Good Lord!"

Alaric fell silent for a mont while he wiped the mortar from his knuckles, Leonard could only stare in shock.

"..."

"I've been fooling around? That shit's crazyyy..."

"..."

"What about you then, huh? What have you been doing?"

"..."

"Moppin' around, not knowing what to do, anwhile your five-year-old son is off making coin for your family?" Alaric spat.

"Who gave you money for food when you were busy being depressed?"

"..."

"Who brought literal food to the table every night?"

"..."

"Who gave uncle Bernard the money when he couldn't afford your ticket to board?"

"..."

"You have the gall to say I'm fooling around? For having a cordial conversation? Fucking bullshit and you know it."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Y'know, I didn't really mind giving you all those reales, being the one to provide, be it the father or mother or even the children, I believed family is family. But fooling around? Co on..." A single tear dropped from Leonard's eyes.

"..."

"Why the fuck are you even gonna cry? Huh?"

"..."

"Damn... you're not fucking fair, Leonard. You're being a fucking bitch."

"..."

Leonard couldn't talk as he wiped more tears from his eyes.

"Hey, hey, hey..." Alaric went near Leonard. "Stop being a bitch..."

'Damn this, I want sock his jaw but he's too pitiful of a man... but I can't just let things go just because he's my father.'

"I..."

"...Yeah?"

"I—I... I apologize, son," Leonard exhaled, "Guess all that's happened got feelin' knotted up. I wanted to lead our family, but after them crops got stolen, I been thinkin' 'bout givin' up. Yer uncle Bernard's got thoughts on it too."

"Huh?" Alaric asked, confused. "Thoughts on what, exactly?"

"If ye've got ideas that could help our family," Leonard began, not eting Alaric's eyes, "like the purser said... that ye've got a sharp hand for coin. Yer uncle Bernard figured ye'd be a special one, with sothin' up yer sleeve to pull us outta the muck."

"Huh??" Alaric widened his eyes. "I ain't no special child!!?"

"W-Whatever do you an? Of course you are!" Leonard looked straight into Alaric's eyes and said, "You're the most special child in the world!"

'WHAT IN THE WORLD!!!!?????'