A weapon

Rum looked up, one eye unable to open up fully.

[The hell?!]

'how did he get there?!'

There behind her towered Agar himself. His eyes were scary, that Rum had to calm herself down.

How he got there was not the question, but the fact that he saw her with these things. How to explain it was not even a question.

One wrong explanation could either get her killed or kicked out of the house.

So, she chose to looked down and finish assembling the arrows while humming.

Ignored, Agar raised a brow. He came here after hearing about what his nephew did and how the maids left the child after she refused to be taken care of.

He was here to reprimand her, to tell her not to go around the house looking like a battered child and let the maids take care of her and not be troublesome.

"Did you hear me?"

The child placed the second arrow she had assembled on the ground carefully and stood up from the ground, hands pushing her body up.

"I'm playing, don't disturb me."

She picked up the crossbow and the arrow, loading it with expertise and pulled out a round target carefully from the suit case and then pulled it towards the wall.

He examined the suitcase, and narrowed his yes.

weapons, a lot of weapons. How did this get inside his house? Where did she get all of these?

"Uhm. .."

He turned to the side and saw an expectant little girl.

"Can you put this up please? I can't play with my dolls if I don't have this up."

"Dolls? "

The child nods and as if she remembered something, a smile bloomed from her face, and she kneeled by the suitcase again, and waved her hands at him.

The system watched as his host began to dig holes for some poor unfortunate souls out there.

[They would not even know how they died after this. What a cruel plan, human.]

" What? "

" Come, let's play! I always play with the adults, but then they all just disappeared one day... Can you play with me?"

"Why would you play with something so dangerous?"

The child looked at him innocently, with a slight frown on her face.

"Mary Quinn and my dollies aren't mean. Why are you calling them dangerous?"

"Are you dumb? Which part of these things looked like a doll to you?"

"I don't know what you're saying but you're so mean!"

She glared at him, but still proceeded to proudly introduce him to her dolls. The more she spoke, the more his face darkened.

"Who gave them to you? The adults?"

"Yes! It's a present after passing the tests!"

Agar felt something off with the word 'TEST' so he crouched down and looked at the small child with serious eyes.

"What test? Did they do something to you?"

"Nothing really. Hm, well. Grandpa said the test is like a small game, where If I win I get a dolly if I don't then I would see mommy. But Uncle said mommy's dead, so it means Addie would die. But Addie didn't want to die so Addie tried so hard not to die. Grandpa was so happy, so every time Addie passes, Addie gets a dolly!"

" They usually do what? "

The child closed her mouth and looked around warily. Then she moved herself close to him and spoke in a hushed tone.

" Addie can't tell you, you'll end up like Benny! "

Like a thief, she moved away and stood up, finding the crossbow interesting again.

Agar looked at th suitcase again, and remembered that she said she received a gift every time she passed.

Looking at these many things in front of him, seems to tell him how much she had suffered.

He knew well the darkness of that certain family...

They.. dared to toy around with the Frey bloodline?!

Rum looked at him from the side while he inspect the items with a dark face.

She smiled. The disaster has been avoided, and maybe she wouldn't have to do anything to destroy those people since this man would destroy them himself.

Call it a type of favour for the child he never cared about. Even if it's for his own self satisfaction, it was better than nothing.

[Bah, Boring! We could have killed them!]

'Oh come on, it' s going to be a fun year! Trust me! '

[Che, your call.]

"NO! Don' t take away my dollies! Don't take them away!"

Agar and a few close subordinates attempted to get the suitcase from a hostile child who made a fort under her bed. The bed was made from heavy wood, so it would be hard to get her out.

"Sir, what to do?"

"What do young girls like? Bring them here."

So they brought in real dolls, teddy bears, cute and expensive things, delicious treats and many more. The quantity of the things brought in was something a hundred children could play with. Rum had a deadpanned face from where she hid.

'This type of flexing money somehow pisses me off...'

Bah, it's not her money so whatever he buy she doesn't care.

It's just really too extra.

But nothing could lure her out. Not even the Apocalypse.

"Is that all of it?"

The close subordinates bowed their heads.

Agar massaged his head, and decided to leave the room with his men.

The room became deserted, and Rum crawled out thriumpathly.

She could have given the weapons to him, but she want to irritate him more. She did not care if she incur his wrath as long as he also feel anger against the people of that cursed family.

"Hum! Now that it's done Addie will go get some food-YAH!!!!!"

"Gotcha."

HOW DOES HE KEEP SNEAKING UP LIKE THAT?!

'SYSTEM HOW DOES HE KEEP ON SNEAKING UP LIKE THAT?!'

[I do not know! F*ck, what type of bug is this?!]

Even the system became speechless and puzzled. The man held unto her while his men dragged the suitcase out.

Rum felt hot tears flow out of her eyes, and she started to cry. With such a bullied appearance, dangling from the hands of the master who held her through her clothes, with a cut by her eyes, she cuts a sorry figure.

"Don't take it away, if you take away Addie will die! Addie doesn't want to die!"

Something tugged at their hearts. They heard from the Master what the suitcase contained. For her to feel like her life depends on those deadly things, it was really sad.

" Stop it. You won't die. '

The child rubbed her eyes and still cried.

"You're lying! Addie needs them! My dollies WAHHHHHHH!!!!!"

"I told you, you won' t die so you won't die."

The child who looked at him in an accusing way, just held in sobs but tears still streamed from her eyes.

"Then, then if you take Addie's dollies... Let me take my favorite dolly! You can have Addie's other Dollies then..."

"Don't mess around."

"Please...?"

They had a moment of staring competition, before he placed down and let her do her thing.

She opened the suitcase and pulled out weapons after weapons, which surprised the adults. The amount and quality of these weapons and the ease of the way she pulled them out...

Were they raising a weapon?!

Those bastards from the Roland family!

"I found little Leyla. I'll take Leyla!"

It was a red box which doesn't seem that much, but after seeing the other things it would not come as a surprise if it was something deadly.

"What is inside?"

"Leyla. She's really pretty! Do you wanna see? But you can't take Leyla!"

"I promised."

She looked at him with a small squinty glare, before opening the box. Encased inside were bottles carefully tucked into a foamed case containing black coloured liquid, three small rings, and a small syringe gun made out of thick glass and silver.

" That's Leyla young miss? What does she do?"

"She is Addie's first Dollie. Leyla makes Addie stronger! So you can't take Leyla from Addie!"

"Ofcourse."

They looked at the Master in shock. He won't take such a dangerous thing from the young miss?!

"Wah! Old man is the best!"

Old.. Old man...

"let's go. Call the physician over to tend to her. Ask Mr. Rey to come here too."

"Yes Sir."

"One of you stay here to watch over her."

"Yes sir."

With one look at the child, Agar left again with his men.

"Addie wants to sleep, you can go outside."

The subordinate nods and closes the door after he went out.

[Wow, did you really cry like a kid?]

'It was not me. It was the feelings of the original owner.'

[I really need to check on things. Hey, I'll just check on some updates alright? I'll be back in one week.]

'Sure whatever.'

The system left and Rum sat in her bed, smiling to herself.

Although he could surprise her with his prescence, she had no trouble reading his mind.

Well, ahem, after she feels his presence that is. But she's sure it was just some bug and it will be fixed soon by the system. After all, this is not one of those Rouge systems so it's going to be alright.

But that man...

He's thinking of revenge. Agar Frey hated it when people taints the name and bloodline of the Frey family. She was already the greatest stain of the Frey family, he had enough.

"Run while you can, rodents. Daddy's going to take care of you for me."

She closed her eyes to sleep for a moment, protectively hugging the small box where Leyla her supposed dolly was in.

The system however arrived in a great hall. The place was pitch black, there was nothing in sight.

Speaking in this darkness was the system and Lord God.

"That is all for my report."

"I am well aware. That man, let him be. As long as you and the chosen finished the work and go to another world, we can repair the small errors in the stream of destinies."

"Yes sir."

"To aid you, I give access to the level two portal to the world library to you and an additional ability to the chosen. Go forth and help her."

"Yes, Lord."

"I don't want to. No, Addie don't need it since Addie is strong."

The two doctors sighed. They were known as prominent physicians. One from the child development department and the other in the art of medicine.

But convincing one small child proved to have shaken their resolves.

They have never met a child like this before. Maybe a couple of times there were weird patients, but never a patient who is overall healthy yet also sick.

"How is she?"

They turned to bow towards Agar who came in with a cold face. The child walked away to a corner with her phone, eyes glued on something about murder.

Of course it was a murder report about her relative. Damn, Agar work fast!

Then the psychiatrist gave solemn look at Agar and sighed.

"She is very intelligent and has a healthy mind. She clearly knows what is wrong or right morally. But, due to the nature of her upbringing, she is very different from other children... It is great that she does not need the help of others or she does not cry in pain but it's pretty abnormal, her level I mean."

" So is she harmful or not? "

They turned to look at the child who is now busy with the books she found in a shelf earlier, unimpressed with the colourful children's books in the table they bought for her.

" All I can say is, the more she looks okay the more she may be deteriorating inside. Her eyes is still filled with innocence, so it's not too late to let her form human emotions which are genuine. Right now, I think she may have copied how others acted, so it's better that she copies good emotions. "

" How about her body? "

" She is very cooperative with the check up. "

But the doctor's face was grave. Agar felt that he will not be saying anything good at all.

" Is she terminally ill? "

" Nor sir. She is healthy but the things is... I do not know if it's congenital or not but she does not feel pain at all. I did all the tests needed but I couldn't be sure so it's better to take her for a thorough inspection."

Cannot feel pain...

" Is that all of it? "

" Ah, by the way. I noticed that when I took a sample of her blood it looked really dark and it smelled like medicine. I may sound impudent but it smelt like poison. "

" Poison? That... Boss, did they do something to her since she was an infant? "

Poison resistance. The more you take in and resist, the better you will handle poison. But the consequences would be that your blood would become poisonous itself and it would be hard to find a blood donor which the poison in your blood would not resist from. To achieve this dark, strong smelling blood, some people from big families would train their bodies from young, at least needing fifteen years to become invincible.

If she had gone through such a horrendous process everyday from the day she was born, then she truly have suffered.

"I will take her to get tested. Thank you for coming."

"Ah, it is our pleasure sire. Please be well, we will be going now."

The two of them were escorted out of the house after being payed. Agar seated himself on a sofa and called the little child who sat on a corner.

The child stood up and walked towards him, eyes held no fear or wariness against him at all.

It made him think of a clueless mouse heading right into a trap.

"Old man, you look good today!"

"Are you flattering me?"

The child just giggled and sat on another sofa right in front of him, looking so expectant.

"No, I just think you're way handsome than those two from earlier! I wish I was a boy."

Agar narrowed his eyes. Why would she say that?

"Why do you want to be a boy?"

"Because I want to be as handsome as you?"

'He he.'

Agar looked at this little girl who looks a lot like him but way softer and smaller.

"You can't be as handsome as me. Never."

"Hmp! If Addie stayed with grandpa then Addie can become anything!"

She crossed her arms. A dangerous glint emitted from Agar's eyes, that made a chill run along Rum's spine.

"OH? Is that so? So you're saying he's powerful than I am?"

She issued a stiff laugh.

'Why am I getting afraid of him?!'

"Well, grandpa is pretty powerful. He removes pain, he removes anguish, he removes everything! But he's mean sometimes, taking away Addie's playmates."

"Isn't that lonely?"

"Lonely? That's useless no? Grandpa said I shouldn't be like mommy, if I become like mommy always listening to her heart he will turn Addie into fish food. Addie saw him taking Thomas out and grinding him into fish food, it looked really awful."

That old man from the Roland family, the same man who had once put his father through a hundred days of torture. After getting out of prison, he eventually became the Head of the unorthodox businesses of their family.

Agar grew up knowing them as enemies, people who made his father quite twisted.

Now they did it onto this child.

Even if she is indeed a dirt under his soles, something he would never like, she was still his flesh and blood.

He will have to kill each and everyone of them, as payment for their continuous offense against the Frey Family.

"You. Tomorrow, we will go out."

"Outside? Are you going to buy me playmates?"

Is she referring to the black market?

Her expectant look made him feel somewhat horrible.

He still did not like her, but he couldn't help but be angry for her.

It was honesty very troubling.

Rum smiled in her subconscious. She knew it was just pity, but that's a lot right? Her mission is to stay beside him and keep him safe until he shags someone to have a son. If she could not stay beside him as a daughter, maybe she has the chance as a future subordinate.

'Yeah, let' s become a subordinate. '

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