Wednesday, December 1, 2021

Chapter 9 (For Real This Time, LOL)

 Glad to finally had firearms after all this years. Granted my skill should be rusty or faded after all these years, but those time skips made 11 years of life feels like two months.

To elaborate, 

Lugh got himself a customized M1903 Springfield with silver body finish like what he used during the first training with Dia years ago,

Bell got a wooden stock M1903 Springfield for her outdoorsman look, and for her maid look, a pair of incendiary miniaturized battleship canon, befitting her origin of identity as that one immortal British battleship that still stands in the rivers of London as far as i remember in the old world,

Though for her knight-errant look, she prefers her custom "Phoenix Sword".

Yeah she's a shapeshifter. And could store those equipments in her proverbial "pocket dimension".

And they saved the best for the last...

After all these years of using a pair of crude and unwieldy flintlocks, i've got a chance to be equipped with a Colt M1911 with custom finish. And another Springfield rifle for long range engagements, of course.

Definitely my type.

Of course these are to be stored in "pocket dimension" inventory. Not to be used until it's required.

Then i think how i started to get used to being a couple and having an overactive carnal life during the night while retaining my youthful innocence during the daylight (yes, i do kill things and others too but this new world is like a videogame. Full of opportunities to explore and things to do.)

Only have to play by the rules. Don't cause too much chaos to the point that we... i... become the "hero"

Whatever, i don't recall the time/date of operations...

But yeah, this, Beizal, is a miserable town...

Junkies and drugs are everywhere.

John: Take over this town, one by one.

Lugh: I heard what you just mouthed, but please... take the subtle approach

John: I mean i'm reloading save game so often in that assassin game, i can't. Yeah yeah i leave all of this to you.

Lugh: Oh my... oh my...

And my ability to make others forget can't really work large scale, like leveling the whole town. Eventually they'll know.

So...

There goes the boring scouting...

What the target name again?

Well, it's not really my mission but...

Ah yes, Count Venkar Amon.

Me (and a certain bald agent) aren't exactly the social type, and in fact i play that bald barcoded tuxedo wearing, disguise loving agent as the prankster type, but Lugh's social engineering ability is impeccable.

Get close to the target, and...

Well, instead of doing the inside way Lugh decided to scout the place 300 meters away and...

Lugh: Please be silent. This is serious.

Speechlessly i bring up the binoculars.

BAM! It is that easy. Like BOOM HEADSHOT!

I laughed a little and it is harmless given it's 300 meters.

But Lugh felt a little bit doubt, and shaken for what he did.

Venkar has destroyed the town of Beizal with the steady supply of drugs (which we plan to reverse it after this is done), but it is undeniable Venkar has saved a noblewoman's life through marriage.

John: Lugh...

Lugh: I need some time with Tart. You... we'll talk later. Now, trigger the avalanche you planned.

I'll give him a "Silent Assassin" rank then.

I'm planning for an avalanche to collapse the entire mansion to happen to cover up the fact that a murder happens. So, several rigged charges set underground later...

And that's it. There's no killing. Only avalanches.

Wait, am... i... upping the body count?

Aaaaand... i end up didn't using any of my weapons in the first assignment. Even the scouting at Beizal, i use the good old ancient assassin techniques to defend ourselves.

Didn't feel any heat in myself, probably because of the tension.

But a sleepover or read-along with Bell is something i... we... need to ease the tension.

That and the pay will be nice for... whatever, this era doesn't have videogames.



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