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Capítulo 52: Chapter-52

Diana entered the room and behind her were two girls around 16 and 17.

Both of their eyes are covered with cloth.

The butler looked at the girls and screamed.

"You bastard, if you dare touch my daughters i will kill you."

Anon saw him twitch like crazy on the chair in hopes of breaking the chain and free himself.

Anon again sat on the chair and said to the old butler.

"I won't touch them i promise but if you didn't tell me who do you work for and why you are keeping an eye on me then..."

"You sick motherfucker." He said as he looked at Anon with bloodthirsty eyes.

"Where are we ?" The little one asked in panic.

"Sister where are we ?" She added.

"I-I Don't know...but we must keep our calm." The elder sister supported the younger sister by saying this.

"Your elder daughter is smart it's a waste to make her a Breeding machine for orcs. Hehehe." Anon said as he looked at butler.

The butler looked at Anon with a look of grief and spoke.

"Do whatever you want to me....leave them please I beg you. They don't even know you. They are innocent."

"As i said i won't do anything with them but the orcs will."

"N-No Don't...." The butler started crying due to fear.

"Oh yes, i will and i will do it in front of your very eyes if you don't tell me everything now."

"I will tell you everything please let them go...i promise. I will even serve you as your slave for the rest of my life.... please let my daughters go please." He said as he cried and tears shed out of his eyes.

Anon did a gesture towards Diana and she left the room with both daughters.

"Speak."

"I am Fredrick Flames. I work for The Dragon House of Flames. I was ordered by my master to follow you and get as much information as i can get. When master saw that the blood assassin is following you he ordered me to research on you." Said Fredrick.

"At first you won't even speak and now you are a little parrot huh."

"Are they safe ?"

"Yep returned home from where they were picked from."

"I will let you go to your family but I've putted a spell on both of your daughters that will automatically trigger if you tell someone about me or this place. They will die the most painful death in the world the one you haven't even saw in your lifetime."

"I understand. I will not tell anyone about you." He said with a scared expression.

"Good now shu-shu I've got another Client to talk. With." Anon opened his chains and let him go.

"Now only you are left huh ?" Anon said as he looked at the blood assassin girl.

Sharp green eyes, Short black hairs, D-Cup, Sexy huge butt, fair skin colour and chubby thighs. Full girlfriend material but sad that she has been trained to kill mercilessly.

As Anon was about to say anything to the girl someone suddenly opened the door.

"Who dares-" as Anon was about to say anything he saw biyuk and sephie together coming into the room all sweaty and huffing.

"You two alright?" Anon asked.

"Master *huff-huff* I've made it." Sephie said with a wife smile on her face.

Cutting her in the middle biyuk spoke.

"Master I've also *Huff-Huff* Found out about the whereabouts of 7 Legendary weapons that i made in the past."

"My My, ain't lady luck is shining bright tonight." Anon said with a smile.

"I will tell first."

"No i will tell first."

"No i will-"

Both of them started arguing.

"Stop both of you. Biyuk tell me." Anon spoke.

"Yes master."

Opening a map biyuk showed me this world's blueprint.

"You see master i made seven legendary weapons but when i hided all of them i didn't hide them all in one place. I hided 3 weapons in human kingdom and 4 weapons in different race's Kingdoms."

"Okay."

"When i gave the assassins these locations they didn't found any of them because they were picked by someone else."

"Who..?"

"This when it get's intresting...when i asked the villagers about wether there are any prodigy that rose from that village and all of them were positive."

"You mean..." Sephie spoke.

"Yes the seven Royal Family's ancestors found my weapons and thought of it as natural treasures from a dungeon or something since then they are using my weapons to rule over this kingdom."

Listening to this Anon let out a laugh.

"Hahahahhaha... perfect, this is perfect."

"What are you bastards laughing for ?" The assassin wondered as she couldn't hear anything from the insides of the Nil Field.

"Umm...master may i ask why you are laughing?" Biyuk asked.

"I am laughing because they are the weapons made by you and you can destroy them on your will and make all the families powerless right ?"

"Uhh... that's a problem you see." Biyuk spoke with a wierd expression.

"What problem?" Anon asked.

"You see...i can't destroy them not because i made them and i love them but no weapon can destroy them until it's made out of the same material as they were."

"What were they made of ?" Anon asked.

"It was a new material that we discovered while mining at very bottom lines of the ground. We called it Graventine."

"Is it that strong ?"

"Yes because we found it in a solid state even when the temperature was unbearable for even us dwarfs."

"Hmm.... Graventine." Anon said as he started thinking.

[Author: My Power stones went down a lot.... feeling sad.]


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