RHWB 97

Capitulo 97

Keenan asked Anton to gather information about Metoshe. Sure enough, within half a day, Anton met his criteria. Anton may be a perverted bastard who likes to receive pain, but overall, he was good at his job. He won't become a Class-SS if he didn't have the aptitude.

Anyway, their meeting ended exactly after ten minutes. Keenan and Fantasia came out of the repair shop, apparently, his space ring was working fine.

Keenan was not afraid of Shana's reaction, she knew that Jeanne won't agree to her proposition. After what happened, to be honest, Keenan didn't know what exactly happened but he had the gist.

'Yora and Jeanne are love rivals, let's put it in that.'

Keenan and Fantasia returned to the hotel, they didn't use the cabin because they might be traced back.

Keenan started reading the information that was set on the table. He was trying to find clues to finish this job. It didn't take a long time for him to find his way.

"Later, I will move."

He murmured, Fantasia was listening to him. Based on the papers on the table, she already knew what Keenan was going to do. He was going to kill Metoshe.

Would she stop him? Probably not. However, it didn't mean that she agreed. After all, Keenan was going to kill a young master from a prominent Clan.

"It says that Metoshe is the third son of the Clan Leader, are you sure you can do this without getting traced. Look, I know that you're hiding some powerful Skill but it's not enough."

Fantasia opened her mouth. She was concerned, she was concerned about her sword, not Keenan. She hated to find another sword who had compatibility with her, personally. Someone who could keep up with her cold never changing expression.

"Furthermore, Metoshe is a Class-S Bestia. And let's not forget about his Handler, you know that a Class-S Handler can release his Aura. We can't defeat them."

"Huh?"

Keenan tilted his head and glanced at Fantasia. Then, he chuckled as he realized that Fantasia was serious. It seemed like she already inserted herself in the scenario.

"This woman, I don't have any intention of giving you any part of this. I can do this on my own. Besides, you're going to be a burden."

"What did you just say?"

Fantasia couldn't accept that. This person was belittling him. She grabbed his collar, it was an insult that she could not accept. Because it reminded her of the time when her parents abandoned her.

"I mean what I said. Fantasia, you have talent, I give you that. However, talent is not enough to kill a person. Especially when you're guilty of the death of your last Arma."

"… They are devils, I don't feel any guilt killing them."

"Nope, I want you to watch. Well, if that's hard for you, then you can stay in the room and I will do it. It's fine either way."

Keenan collected the stacks of paper on the table, his analysis was already over. This was going to be better because he wanted to see how far could he go without a Handler.

Fantasia lost her grip and released his collar. She hated to admit it but he was right, she didn't have experienced killing a person, much more killing a group of people. However, her decision to watch the murder was firm.

She had to see it, whether she liked it or not, she had a lot of reasons. First, she wanted Keenan to trust her. If he trust her, then their Resonance would improve and they would slowly become stronger. Second, she wasn't stupid, she knew that the Netherworld was known as the graveyard of Nightbreakers. She wanted to witness the true meaning of that sentence. Third and last, she wanted to see Keenan's real power. The power that he was hiding. Probably, only Jeanne knew about it.

'That's why Aunt wants me to partner with him, she wants me to handler Keenan and controls his power. Because this man will help me achieve my dreams.'

The world of this occupation, Nightbreaker, is all about to use and to be used. Each of them is just using each other. That's how this occupation was born, by using each other to become stronger. It was not that bad. After all, the history of humanity would revolve around that subject.

Keenan finished his preparation. He turned to Fantasia and the woman nodded. They were both wearing suits to protect themselves.

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Metoshe and his lackeys were battling four Class-A Tiratore in the wilderness. Metoshe was facing the strongest of the four, his Handler was behind him, he was using guns to help Metoshe. He was disturbing the monster while Metoshe was going to give it the major damages.

The Handler had the power to embued his Aura to items, that's why Metoshe chose him as a Handler. Because he was talented, of course, since Metoshe has a Class-SSS limation and he is from a prominent Clan he immediately agreed to his proposal.

To be honest, all of them were tired because they had a long night. They kept plowing Yua last night, they didn't stop until their balls turned gray. They took Yua in the wilderness and gangbanged her, Metoshe had a kinky fetish. He was into exhibitionism, the lackeys didn't dare to tell their opinions and just followed his command.

While doing the deeds, Metoshe was interrogating Yua about the swordmaster from the Cavalieri. Much to his disappointment, Yua didn't have any important stuff to say.

Metoshe promised that he would return her space ring to her if she talked about the swordmaster, but he didn't have any intention of doing that from the start. He was just playing with her.

So in the end, they left Yua in the wilderness. They didn't care about what would happen to her. When morning came, they confirmed that Yua's body was eaten by the monsters. She was only identified when they found the dog tag close to her remains.

Well, it was just another day for them ao they didn't give a fuck. Metoshe was cold-blooded, he was smirking when he found the news. He looked at the space ring on his finger. The ring was simple, he could buy dozens of them. However, the equipment and N-cores inside the ring were valuable. He sneered, Yua was stupid for asking him again.