"The hell!"
"Are you serious?" Trapp loudly questioned his mother. He was surprised at what his mission for this assignment was.
Looking at his mother, Trapp said incredulously, "I don't know if you've forgotten or what, but I feel I should remind you of something. I am an assassin. I take lives... I'm not in charge of protecting it. You want me to protect somebody... heh, dream on."
"There's no way that is ever happening in this life."
"It seems like you've got the wrong guy for the job. If that is all, ill be heading out now. I just recently finished a big job and have yet to fully relax. If you need me, you can find me buried deep in the loving bosom of some sweet and juicy barmaid."
Saying those words, Trapp got ready to leave.
Shifting his chair backward, Trapp called out to Della as he left, "Come along Della. Let's go have some fun."
Della who was being called, had a look of reluctance on her face. She was looking at Eunice valerian as if she was asking for her permission to leave.
At this moment, Eunice, who had not said anything while Trapp had been speaking, suddenly said a soft but stern voice.
"Sit down... the mission briefing is not over yet."
Trapp paused on his way outside as he stopped moving. But he did not turn around.
From the way Trapp's legs were quivering, it was clear that he wanted nothing more than to leave this place right now.
He didn't want to hear the rest of the assignment because he had a bad feeling about it.
Suddenly, Trapp abruptly turned around to face his mother and asked her with his voice filled with complaint.
"You don't really want to send me to do this mission, do you? Come on, you of all people know what I am capable of and what I am not, and this is definitely something I am not capable of. I have no experience whatsoever when it comes to protecting anybody. You know that since it was you who trained me and taught me everything I know. Why then do you want to send me on this mission?"
"It would only be an effort in futility!"
Trapp looked at his mother and gave her a level gaze. For the first time in a long while, there was a pleading look in Trapp's eyes. He really did not want to take on this mission.
But Eunice did not say anything and only returned a level gaze of her own back. Still, the look in her eyes was one that evoked absolute obedience and allowed no dissent.
She was not moved at all.
Helpless, Trapp could only return to his seat.
His mood was currently foul, and he just sat there pouting.
With Trapp seated once again, Eunice continued explaining the details of his assignment.
"As I said, this girl is your target for this assignment, and your specific mission is to protect her at all costs. Her name is Estarosa Mitchella. In public, she is the daughter of an ordinary commoner family who has some talent in the medical arts. She had just recently finished her training in the Adept Hand Relief Institute and has multiple honors in various medical fields. All in all, Estarosa looks like an ordinary person who is hardworking and with decent talent but who has no excellent qualifications at all. What people don't know is that she is secretly the illegitimate daughter of the Avalon family. One of the two overlords of the Saint Veracles Starfield."
Trapp was listening to the introduction of his target and in the beginning, he had not been interested in her at all. Everything his mother said about the target made her look ordinary. It was only at the end of the introduction that Trapp's brows raised up in interest.
"A hidden princess, is it?"
"How unexpected." Trapp was only a little bit surprised at this information, nothing else.
He had come across all sorts of people with more interesting identities, a few of which he had personally ended their lives.
There was nothing too surprising about nobles having illegitimate children. It was basically a norm in the universe.
Trapp himself was a perfect example of a secret illegitimate child, so there was no novelty there.
The only thing Trapp was interested in was what kind of trouble this girl was in that caused her to need protection.
Trapp immediately made his concerns known, to which Eunice continued explaining.
"Estarosa Mitchella, whose full name is Estarosa Mitchella Avalon, is the secret child of the youngest son of the family head. At a young age, she did not show much talent nor did she strongly inherit the Avalon family bloodline, so she was not accepted into the main family. Although she did show some talent in the medical field, it was not enough to make her outstanding, so she was raised outside of the family and in secret."
"Still, although Estarosa is not very talented, she is still one of the heirs of the Avalon family, so all aspects of her education were taken care of. She was raised, much like how the other heirs of the family were raised. Only she did not come in contact with the rest of her family. This seemed to make her dissatisfied, so she rebelled and left the family hoping to make it on her own and prove her worth to her own family."
"Does this sound familiar to you?" Suddenly Eunice stopped explaining the mission details and abruptly asked Trapp a shocking question.
Trapp felt his face burn when he heard the question. He knew that Eunice was referring to himself when she asked that question.
Before Trapp could even say anything to retort, Eunice had already continued speaking, so he could only bury his grievance in his heart.
"Although Estarosa rejected the Avalon family's arrangements and tried to fend for herself, her family did not lose track of her. Although they did not interfere with her much, they still made sure that she did not suffer too much. But now that the Avalon family has recently started a war with the Viceroy family over some major disputes in the Saint Varacles Starfield, they do not have the time to pay too much attention to a rebellious member of the family."
"The last that the Avalon family heard of Estarosa, she had secretly gone to participate in the war, completely disregarding the family's opinion in this. It was at this point that her father received information that she was being targeted by the Viceroys. According to the information, someone in the Avalon family had put a hit on some of the younger heirs of the family. Taking advantage of the war between the two families, it seems like the objective is to reduce the number of heirs in the family. Of course, the only ones that are being targeted are those illegitimate children who are not recognized by the family but who still have the right to succession."
"Right now, nobody knows who had ordered the hit on these people but Estarosa's father Ulysses has been a long-term contributor to Dark Purple and he has asked us to personally ensure the safety of his daughter."
"This assignment is meant to be carried out in secret and you're to protect Estarosa in secret without revealing yourself. Apart from protecting the target, we have also been asked to try to uncover the mastermind behind the hit. This is not your priority, so you don't have to be concerned about it. All you need to do is make sure that your target is safe."
"Is everything clear up until now?"
"Do you have any questions?"
Trapp was silent for a while.
He was using his finger to tap constantly on the table as he thought about the details of his mission.
After a short while, Trapp finally sighed before speaking.
"Sigh!"
"To be honest, I quite like the assassination mission put out on the other side. I feel like it is more my speed. Is there really no way we can refuse this current one and take up the other mission?" Trapp tried asking only to receive a cold glare from his mother.
Shrinking his neck, Trapp quipped, "No way... well, had to ask. No harm in doing so."
At this point, Eudora finally spoke up and said, "Child, Ulysses Avalon is a very generous contributor to Dark Purple. His contributions make up for one-tenth of the total revenue that Dark Purple makes every year. Of course, the other party also requested our services, but it is only natural that we support our own people. That is why we took on this assignment, you understand."
"of course I understand," Trapp responded.
"What I don't understand is why it has to be me who takes on this mission. There should be more qualified people for the job. Why can't any of them do this and not me?"
"Well, that's simple dear..." Eudora said.
There was a mischievous glint in her eyes as she answered, "It is because, out of all of them, none of them is as handsome as you are. You're a natural lady killer, so this job is perfect for you."
Trapp, "..."
"The hell kind of reason is that!" Trapp exploded.
Trapp was dumbfounded...He could not believe the ridiculous reason why he was chosen for this mission. Sure, it was true that he was handsome and attractive, and it was easy for him to gain the affection of the opposite sex through these points.There were many instances where Trapp had been able to complete an assignment through his good looks alone.Don't let anybody else tell you differently... having good looks alone is half the key to success.At times, good looks are what you need to open doors to various opportunities in your life.Don't believe it?Why don't you ask those idols that are famous in the entire universe? What those people sell are their good looks.Not their skill, not their talent... but the sheer pleasure of looking at their beautiful faces and figures.That is the real money maker!Still, although Trapp understood this fact, he did not feel it was justified enough to send him on an assignment he
Trapp left the spindle tower, and he moodily made his way towards the main castle.Wandering aimlessly around the castle grounds. Trapp did not know where he was going, as his mind was occupied with other thoughts.Some of those thoughts were about his mother and the kind of scheme she was playing on him. But mostly Trapp was going through the information he had received about the new assignment and how he was going to accomplish it.Although Trapp did not like the sudden change in the nature of his assignment, he was still professional enough to consider every aspect of the assignment and how best he would be able to accomplish it.Trapp didn't have to leave for his assignment until later in the night when darkness fell. He still had a few hours to prepare himself. With these few hours, Trapp was going to make sure that he had prepared everything he was going to need. As for those things that he could not prepare by himself, it would be provided for him
Trapp was immediately drowned in a flood of girls, each of which had such enticing and ravishing figures. Every girl that surrounded Trapp was in the full bloom of their youth and they shot coquettish looks at Trapp while their slender hands roamed around his body."Young master Trapp, why haven't you come to see me in a long time? I've missed you.""Young master Trapp, you're a meanie! You abandoned me all alone and chased after other girls... I'm so jealous!""Young master Trapp, why don't you come to my room for some tea? I've recently learned a new song that I want to sing for you. You can listen to me sing while you relax and have a good time. How about it?"One by one, all the girls complained about Trapp neglecting them, as they mentioned how much they missed him. At the same time, they were all trying to pull Trapp towards those side entrances that each led to different rooms in the brothel.The girls all tried to compete with each other to
Trapp and the proprietress of the [Tacky House Of Pleasures] Freya went to the highest floor. It would be more accurate to call this place the attic than an actual floor.There was only one room on this floor and it belonged to Freya.Apart from the back cellar, this room was an absolutely forbidden ground in the entire brothel. nobody was allowed to set foot inside. Not even the girls of the brothel.As soon as the two of them got there, Freya dipped her slender and short fingers into her ample bosom, eliciting a seductive and tempting scene that was completely unconscious on her part.From within her buxom peaks, she retrieved a large golden key.Every move of hers was extremely alluring, and it seemed to reach the borders of being outrightly flirtatious and quietly reserved, which was enough to make men fall into passionate lust.But the thing was that Freya was not actually doing any of this on purpose, and it was just how she usually wa
It was the dead of night, and a lull of silence had fallen over the night sky. Night time in the Silence Echoes city was the most active. During the night, a lot of activities were carried out.Nocturnal creatures woke up and hunted for their prey. Secret deals that should never see the light of day were settled and forbidden desires found relief in the dark underbelly of the city.At night, the thinly veiled civility of the Silent Echoes city was completely ripped to shreds and the darkness hidden in the shadows suddenly lost all restraints, giving way to primal savagery and simple but natural brutality.It was a cat eat mouse eat snake world at night in the Silent Echoes city, much different from how it seemed during the day. Living beings lost their inhibitions, and everything became a chaotic mess of hunting and survival.But ironically, even in such a wild and chaotic environment during the night, there was also a sense of order.In this city,
Trapp's thoughts were in a mess as he reminisced about the past. Thinking about the early days since they moved to this place and his mother established this city to what it currently was, Trapp felt melancholic.Finally, Trapp's mind escaped from thoughts of the past and came to the present.He finally started to think about the information he received from Freya.It had to e said that although Freya terrified Trapp and she could be very overwhelming; she was very reliable when it came to gathering information.All the information Trapp needed for his current assignment was gathered by Freya a long time ago in anticipation of when Trapp would come to collect it from her.From this, it could be seen that Freya was long aware of the fact that he would be leaving for this mission even before Trapp knew about it himself. It was possible that as soon as the decision for Trapp to accept this assignment was made, Freya already knew, and she had started c
Who am I!Where am I!And what the fuck just happened to me!These three philosophical questions ran laps around Trapp's head as he tried to make sense of the bizarre situation he had found himself in.Trapp could not believe that he... ending maker... the newest rising star assassin in the dark underworld of the universe was actually vomited on by a nitwit nincompoop with shit for brains that relied on his daddy's money to act arrogant. and even more hilarious, this rich sonofabitch was actually threatening to have the city lady... his own mother... this wasted fuck wanted to have his own mother behead him!What the hell is this... since when did any random sheep start to behave like a wolf and strut around thinking they owned the place.In the first place, Trapp did not want to get involved with this fat sheep since he was already at other people's targets. But now, this person had seriously offended him. If Trapp did not do something to r
Trapp was publicly caressing the two girls from the divine touch pavilion in full view of their current guest.This was a blatant provocation towards the fat sheep. Trapp was baiting him into doing something and he was really looking forward to what this moron would do.Turning to look at the face of the man, Trapp was satisfied to see that his earlier drunkenness was disappearing fast, and he was quickly becoming sober. At the same time, the man's face had turned completely red.Indeed, there was no man who would enjoy being cuckolded.No man liked to see their women in the hands of another man. Especially in a case like this where it was being done right to the man's face and all three people involved did not seem to care that he was there. This naturally made the man furious.Although these girls were nothing more than hostesses and prostitutes who had been with many men before him.. this man could still not accept the fact that the girls he had
Right now, Constantine was in a very mysterious state. His body was covered in lightning, and a thick pillar of lightning surged from his body and shot into the sky, looking like it wanted to sunder the heavens apart. A lightning storm was being brewed with Constantine at the center and powerful electromagnetic forces clashed with the might of the sandstorm that was formed with the combined strength of multiple dooms.Right now, Constantine really resembled those anime characters that were undergoing a power-up, and in a sense, that was exactly what Constantine was doing.Constantine was currently in a state where he was digging deep within himself in an attempt to tap into the full potential of his powers to go beyond the limit of what he was currently capable of.In other words, Constantine was trying to call onto his future powers, which he did not currently possess, in order to go beyond the limit of his current strength.This is basically what a power-up is all about. The act of
There was a short hallway from the door leading into the control room that Trapp and the others had to pass through. It didn't take long before the group was at the end of the hallway. As soon as he reached the end, Trapp stopped, and the others followed soon after. Nobody knew what was waiting for them on the other side of the hallway, so they tried to prepare themselves for the worst. Trapp exchanged looks with the assassin and he could see the serious expression on her face as her eyes went sharp with focus. Turning around, Trapp saw various signs of seriousness and focus on the faces of the others from the two squads as they prepared themselves for what would likely be an uphill battle. Wasting no time, Trapp nodded his head at the assassin, who blinked and nodded back at him. 'It is time!' This was what Trapp was trying to convey to the assassin, and she naturally understood him. Without saying anything else, both of them rapidly shot forward with a blast and crossed the thres
Trapp, along with the assassin, Phantom Trace, and the other two squads, were standing in front of the doorway leading to the control room. All of them were already well rested and had recovered a significant portion of their strength. Even the ones that were injured the most, the second squad, had managed to recover 50% of their combat power so they wouldn't be a hindrance in the next step of the plan.As everybody looked ahead, various thoughts went through each of their heads and no one took the initiative to step forward first. Finally, Trapp was the first to move. He took a few steps forward and then stopped before turning around to look at the rest.Looking each of them one by one in the eye, Trapp finally spoke up and said, "Alright then, we've already come to this point and you're all well rested. I understand that all of you have your own objective so I am not asking that we cooperate together. Just remember the plan we made and stick to them. As long as nobody tries any funn
There was a brief moment of silence between Trapp and the assassin, Phantom Trace. Eventually, the assassin gritted her teeth and said to Trapp."Alright, fine, I will bite!"The assassin stared at Trapp resentfully as she said, "You really give a compelling argument, I will admit. I, too, cannot stand the thought of being used. If it is as you said, the Avalon family is just playing me, then I have to know the truth. Even if what you said is not true, it won't affect me in any way if I investigate. In any case, I have to enter the control room in order to complete my mission so it won't conflict with anything if I investigate with you.""That's good," Trapp responded in delight. He was fairly certain that he would be able to convince the assassin to join his cause and, as he expected, she really decided to follow him. Trapp was very happy with this outcome.Suddenly, the assassin looked at Trapp seriously and said, "Don't be too happy yet. I am not done speaking.""Go on," Trapp urge
The assassin, Phantom Trace, quickly shook herself mentally and removed the stray thoughts from her mind. Although she didn't know what had suddenly come over her that caused her to detect such an irrelevant detail, she was not willing to dwell on that matter anymore, so she focused on more important matters that were currently on hand.Looking at Trapp, the assassin directly said, "I admit that, based on what you said, things are a bit strange. In that case, what do you think is happening here?""Why did the Avalon family gather all of us here, and what could their true objective possibly be?"Since the assassin could not figure it out on her own, she felt it was better to directly ask Trapp and hear what his thoughts on the matter were.Trapp did not waste any time as he quickly answered, "Believe it or not, I think all of us here, that includes me, you, and those two squads are merely decoys and the scout is the one who was assigned with the mission to
The assassin, Phantom Trace, was frowning very hard. Her brows were deeply furrowed, and her expression was slightly unnatural. Listening to Trapp's analysis, she could not help the feeling of shock and surprise that overwhelmed her.Trapp's analysis was spot on and accurate to a fault. Just like he said, the second mission had greater priority over the first. As long as she completed it and retrieved the item that she was told to, she would still get paid regardless of his, she completed the assassination mission or not.This was a clause that had been added to the contract that she signed when she came under the employ of the Avalon family.Although assassins like her and Trapp mostly worked in the shady and gray area of society, there was still a need to keep accounts clear in case of any problems during the course of a mission. For example, signing contracts had now become necessary in order to prevent either party from breaching the terms of the contract. I
"What is that supposed to mean?" the assassin looked at Trapp suspiciously as she asked that question."What exactly are you insinuating?"The assassin could not understand what Trapp meant by his question. It was he was insinuating that he wasn't the cause of her recent failure up until now.Trapp's question made this whole mission seem like a conspiracy. To the assassin, Phantom Trace, Trapp was just mystifying things in order to shirk responsibility and avoid blame. She wasn't going to fall for his schemes."If you think for one second that I am going to let you off just because you want to sound profound when you are not, you've got another thing coming, mister!"Witnessing the assassin's reaction, Trapp rolled his eyes at her. Then he shook his head as he said to her."Alright calm down and stop being overly dramatic. Will you at least let me finish what I was going to say.?""Sheesh, women! Even if you are powerful and capable,
"So you are the famous ending maker... the rookie who has been making a lot of waves recently in our circle?" the assassin, Phantom Trace, said to Trapp after learning his identity. Naturally, the identity that Trapp revealed to her was his assassin monicker and not his real identity.Phantom Trace looked Trapp over from head to toe before she continued speaking, "I hear you currently have a 1000% mission completion rate and that all your targets have been successfully assassinated since you began your debut. nice track record... it's almost as impressive as mine. Your codename is a little tacky, I would say, but apart from that, you're definitely promising."The assassin, Phantom Trace, evaluated Trapp as she observed him, stating his past record since he became an assassin. From her words, it seemed like she was praising Trapp, but if one listened carefully to what she said, one would know that there was a hidden meaning underlying her every word.Although the
None of the squad members doubted Trapp's ability to defeat and kill them. They were able to feel a suppressive pressure from him that made them weak and unwilling to face him. This kind of pressure was something that people naturally exerted over those who were weaker than them.It was a subconscious fear that was exerted over other people who were weaker than oneself, forcing them to be unwilling to face you in combat. If a person could exert this kind of fear and pressure over another person, then when fighting that person, it would feel like their hands and feet were shackled by an invisible force and they wouldn't be able to display their full power in combat.There were a lot of factors that could lead to another person being able to have suppressive pressure over their opponents and it wasn't a hard fact simply based on if you were stronger than the other person or not. Things like confidence, will, and courage could also cause people to suppress others.