The Most Satisfied Reincarnate

When the old man heard his words, he bowed and then nodded before gesturing for all of these guards to enter the room. Some of them then tried to wake up the fainted maids on the floor while the others just standing and surrounded the table.

Desmond did not have time to bother with the attic from them; he casually took a pen and ink, then circled around the map area.

The rest of them only looked at him curiously while the old man was staring at the map for a long time, trying to figure his young master intention.

After finished circling many places with the pen, Desmond sat back on the chair and observed the guards.

If not for his energy to be depleted too much, he would use that instead of manually drawing at the map.

System, scan these people, Desmond commanded and kept staring at them.

The atmosphere was intense with Desmond staring, and the just woken up maids were confused to see this sight. The guard gulped in nervousness while some of them showing an exciting look at Desmond.

After a moment of silence, Desmond took a deep breath and then opened his mouth," Good, with this power, we could remove those rats.

"As you can see, I have gathered all of those rats locations, and now it is the time to clean this city." He spoke and then glanced at the old man.

"P-pardon me, young master. What do you mean by 'rats', and what location is this?" The old man asked. He was confused by these matters same just like the guards.

They could see that all of the circled locations were mainly on the Market District, while some were spotted in the castle.

"Just do what I said. Buy all of the black clothes on the shop as well a mask for..." Desmond replied and glanced at the guards.

Roughly if they were counted, they should be around 100 men, with all of them was a 2nd class swordsman. When Desmond saw the old man entered with these men, he was shocked and sucked a cold breath.

All of them were 2nd swordsman, yet they just obey to become a guard under the old man. However, when Desmond finally scanned the old man, he was astonished to know the truth.

"Yo-you old man, what is your name? How can a person like you, a 4th class Swordsman, works under my parents?" Desmond did not continue his words before. Instead, he narrowed his eyes at the mysterious old man in front of him.

If not for him had a system to scan the people stats, maybe he would sit still in the dark about the old man's power.

Now it seems the reason why Vesta acted strangely at that time maybe because of this? But how a person can reach 4th class swordsman? Did the system said the peak was 3rd class?

Then what is the point of Vesta taking the position of Guardian when there is another man stronger than him in swordsman's class?

On the other hand, the old man did not surprise to find his young maser found about his strength; instead, he was curious from the beginning where Desmond drawing a circle on the map.

He had a guess, but he could not display his excitement and told them the truth rely upon mere a guess.

"As I said before, your parents saved my daughter from the hands of Aristocratic Technocracy Organization. As for my power, let say it was luck from gods that helped me to reach this stage." The old man chuckled and did not mind when Desmond revealed his strength.

On the other hand, the guards already knew his power, yet when Desmond revealed the old man's strength easily, they were startled and could not react.

Desmond kept narrowed his eyes at the old man. However, he could not find any malicious intent deep in his eyes. His reply may be honest, or he was good in acting, he thought.

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"Ah, perhaps, is there is a chance the ants young master mention is the Aristocratic Technocracy Organization?" When the old man spoke about his daughter, he suddenly realized what his young master intention was. However, he could not believe it and asked.

Although the old man just asked casually, in reality, his hands were trembling. He did not realize his tone sounded cold when he spoke about the Aristocratic Technocracy Organization.

Upon hearing the old man words, the guards wore the same expression. They waited for the young master to reply while, at the same time, they clenched their fists tightly.

Meanwhile, Desmond seemed not bothered with their look; he slowly approached the window and looked at the sky where the sun was already above the building. "Yes, it is," he simply said and composed his words to the others.

Nevertheless, when the others heard his words, the resentment, anger and excitement inside their heart burst out and then poured into their mouths.

"HA!" they shouted simultaneously, trying to calm their mind, especially the old man that has been gripping the table until the surface was shattered into many spider webs.

After waiting for a few seconds, Desmond turned around and then threw a bag of coins to the table," We're moving in the night, keep your steps as silence as water and wear a disguise."

Desmond then continued," If any of you were caught by the guards..." he paused for a moment and then slowly taking off his necklace and glanced at them expressionlessly," Kill them off."

There is no hesitation or nervousness in his words, only full of determination and resolute. After he spoke those words, a shadow of a dragon broke free from his body.

Pressing against the guards and the old man, to the point they were suffocated in-breath, and their sweat poured down continuously. The pressure even suppressing his maids, at the same time a solid and thick killing intent glowing out from his eyes.

He looked like a wild dragon that was finally released by the shackle of this world. In addition, when Laura, the only witches among them, peeked at her young master, she saw a vortex of energy formed and swirled around his body.

All of them inside the room were paled upon seeing the glare from the slit eyes on the back of their young master. Even the old man, a 4th class swordsman still scared upon witnessing this strange phenomenon.

They tried to look at their young master while their body slowly reaching the ground. However, they could only see a clear shadow of the dragon head with its mouth opened wide.

When they saw it, mixed emotions and strange memories filled their minds from the scene of someone murdering the pairs of coupled to a scene where all human corpses were stacked, forming a small mountain with a person sitting on the king throne above the bodies.

"Go now." Desmond voice echoed in the entire room. The tone was hoarse and clouded in the darkness making the people, even in the far distance, could still hear it.

[Written by DragonKnov || Published on NovelFull]