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Chương 4: Red iris

Simon took a glance at Francis's wrecked body which was the result of the demon work (or so he believed) and looked back at the three surface people cold sweating then smiled.

"Why are you sweating? I honestly don't feel hot...actually, I thought in the summer the surface is much hotter..so why are you sweating my lord?"

*Gulp*

"Oh, there is no need to be scared I already cooled down so take it easy, don't be so stiff, it's awkward to stay in that position right? Stand up, my lord. That's what I'm supposed to call you correct?"

The young noble didn't stand up and started biting his lips nervously until Simon gave him a death stare, he instantly got to his feet.

"You two gentlemen should also pick yourself up. You're too old for this."

Leo and Neo didn't delay a second and stood up.

Simon got closer to the rich brat with a blank expression and extended his hand towards him but the moment he was going to do the same his arrogance and pride erupted.

"Why would I handshake with that insignificant thing?"

"Why should I listen to that commoner?"

"What if he is strong he can't lay a single finger on me right?"

"Maybe he is not that Simon after all so why all that fear for a random idiot?"

All these questions stormed inside the little pompous boy until his arrogance took over forcing him to pull his hand away and raise his nose in the air even if he was currently the shortest one standing.

"You don't order me around also how dare you to tell me what to do, you do realize what you did to me, a high noble! A severe punishment is waiting for you, Simon.'

"Oh yeah? Well, I said and you did furthermore I don't care about your status or prestige so shove it."

"How dare you?"

"Well, I just dared~."

"You will soon stop, Leo an-"

POW!

The little brat crashed into the ground after taking an uppercut.

"Young master!" Right, when the duo was about to take action, Leo was sent flying to the other side of the road before Neo could react pain filled his chest unable to breathe he fell to his knees. Simon looked at the young master after kicking one in the face and breaking two ribs from the other. He didn't say anything and slowly approached the frightened little noble with a grin from ear to ear.

"I'm actually very angry you know my lord?"

"Everything is boring..but when I find something slightly interesting or just a little to my liking I can't seem to be able to enjoy it."

"You know why?" The noble remained silent knowing that nobody will be able to protect him if he said or did anything stupid.

"You don't?...It's because people like you exist to ruin it for me."

"I'm not just talking about now but every time." Simone's voice deepened dramatically sending shivers down the boy's spine. Simon came closer and crouched down to the noble's level and sighed. The noble could swear that he saw Simon's eye turn completely red.

"I...I" The young boy stuttered while looking left and right not knowing what to say.

"You what?" Simon raised one eyebrow. The young noble stared at the ground with his eyes filled with tears that could flow down any second.

"Tch so boring oh well whatever." Simon's eye flashed red, in an instant, he began his assault.

"Isn't that the youngest master of the Grace family. Ronan Grace..."

"I think he is..oh my he is!"

"Oh my goodness.. that boy is in big trouble for treating a high-class noble like this forget beating just by looking them in the eye they will throw you in jail."

"He's probably gonna be sentenced a lifetime or death itself."

"That boy got some guts, huh."

"Look at his fingers they seem swollen from hitting so much"

"Speaking of which that boy is only using his leg sometimes his elbow, do you think his fingers are broken?"

"Maybe."

"Hmm he's a pro fighter I can tell, we don't have good fighters in this town so he's probably from a different town." Most of the crowd looked at the old man who just spoke with confused faces.

"And what makes you say that old man?"

"His fighting skills are very unique I haven't seen anything like this as a past fighter..."

Simon slowed down after hearing all the people's whispers and gossips as it started getting on his nerves suddenly he felt lightheaded and his world started fading away. The noble and his bodyguards were already unconscious on the ground so there was no point.

"Oh, I used so much today...I couldn't cool myself even for a second. I hate this anger and power of mine." Simon thought as he started hallucinating.

"Father...Father? Don't leave me alone please...no no no don't go they will kill you! Father?! Please I beg you Mother is already...Already-"

"What is it, my son?" A known voice rang inside Simon's head. He opened his eyes only to see a familiar face.

"What..wait...What?! Fran- What was it...?"

"Hmm? you called me so I came, hah! You thought I was dead and took revenge for me right?" Francis smacked the back of Simon's head and smiled purely.

"Get up fast they will probably be here any second as long as we go faster we can buy ourselves some time before they find us again." Francis held Simon from his shoulder.

"Who?" Simon asked a little confused.

"The Grace family."

"That brat is from that family okay I will tell you all about it, but first we have to get out of here now let's go, my son."

"...I see..but why do I have to come with you?"

"You beat that idiot half-dead who is the son of the viscount and as I said they are high-class nobles so you are pretty much in big trouble. Now come on." Both of them ran south as fast as they could.

The crowd filled with gossip and chatting then instantly went silent when a man in a white elegant suit and a woman in a red gorgeous dress stepped in gracefully. The crowd didn't dare to talk in their presence or else that might be their last word before they got their throat sliced off.

"Where is my son?" Gently the man asked the crowd. The crowd looked at each other with uncertainty then moved to the side revealing the three unconscious figures.

"Ronan!!" The beautiful woman held her dress to her knees and ran towards Ronan while crying. "Who in the world did this to my son!, you all know the punishment right?." Furiously questioned Ronan's father.

He came close to his wife and saw Ronan's bloody face and bruised body when he concentrated a little he noticed that there were no fatal hits nor anything that might kill someone just enough to be recovered in a month but the process obviously was painful.

"Who did this? tell me and I might spare him or her." The crowd filled with murmurs and whispers. A shady man stepped out and spoke.

"My lord allow this insignificant person to inform you the one behind this."

Everybody looked in the speaker's direction and their faces went dark obviously they knew that he decided to speak in the hope of getting some money from supposedly the viscount but sadly they already missed the opportunity.

"Speak and if you give me enough information I will reward you but if you mess with me your future is dark."

"Why would I do such a thing to you, my lord? I would never dare to deceive you!"

"Now tell me who was it."

"It was a young child, around ten years old, with shoulder-length hair. He was of ordinary height, with a pale complexion and a scar beneath his light green eyes. His hair was black from the roots but faded into drab grey at the ends, although it shone silver as if enhanced."

"Anything else?"

"He did wear a white collar shirt under a brown vest and black trousers, as well as a waist belt with twin daggers,"

"Any personal information?"

"Ah right, I believe his name is Simon, and I heard from someone that he was from Lydan town in the north." The man scratched his chin as he pretended to think. "Last but not least, there was a redhead with him, whose name I remember was Francis, and I believe he was a resident of this town."

"They moved south, my lord, but it wasn't long ago, so they shouldn't be far away."

"Thank you. I appreciate your assistance, and here is your reward." Ronan's father prepared to depart after handing the stranger a bag of spirit coins.


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