Chapter 36: First Murder?
"How did you do that?" One of the young men with Rory asked as he saw Vicente with Peter.
It had all happened very quickly. In less than 5 minutes, Vicente had broken in and left that property!
As much as there were no defenses in that house and Jesse's wife was weak, magicians could notice disturbances in the mana in the surroundings with relative ease.
Vicente smiled and said. "Let's move first. If you guys want, I can teach you some tricks later."
Vicente's mana control was not high, but he could control it to do numerous things, including combining such a thing with his earthling abilities.
Since he was a little boy, Vicente had trained not only in the martial arts of this world. He trained even more what he had brought back in his memories of Earth, from fighting forms to ways of acting.
The equipment he had used earlier he had made himself, while his invasion technique relied on a breathing and movement style developed by assassins from the Mazzanti family.
Combining this with mana, he could move without disturbing the free mana in the air while keeping his strength within his body. That way, he had entered such a house as easily as a harmless insect could do!
"Are you really going to do that?" One of those young men asked as they ran away from that place.
"Hmm, but you will have to earn it first. At most, I will teach you the basics. To learn everything, you will have to earn merit."
Rory ignored that and asked. "Where will we go now?"
"We are going to my father's estate. Jesse will come looking for us there."
"How will we act against him?" One of those two asked, determined to learn what Vicente had used.
He had a Magic Gem but still had no idea how to break into an estate without drawing any attention.
If he learned this, his chances would be much greater!
"First, let's go..." Vicente immediately told his group his plan.
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Thirty minutes later...
"Jesse, there is something wrong with this boy. He's taking too long in the bathroom." Peter's mother said this after finishing putting the food in and continuing to hear the noise of the shower on the second floor.
Jesse looked in the direction of that seat of the armchair he was in and frowned. "Kid. Finish your shower now!" He shouted as he stood up.
But as he walked to the bathroom on the second floor, this Intermediate Apprentice soon realized that something was wrong because there was no one in that bathroom.
'Uh? Where is this boy?' He went to the bedroom and didn't find his son there either.
"Lexi! Peter is not here! Look for him on the first floor of the house!" He shouted in his slightly altered voice.
His son had never disappeared like this before. As such, he couldn't help but be a little apprehensive.
Lexi was startled by this and soon started looking for Peter.
Two minutes later, the two realized he was nowhere to be found in the house and went to the bedroom, where his clean clothes were still waiting for him on the bed.
"Damn it! Someone took our son!" Jesse turned red with anger and immediately thought of Vicente. "This must be that fucking brat!"
He had been trying to take Andrew's son's business. Still, he had been having trouble doing so since the little imp had cleverly redone several of his contracts.
But by talking to some of Vicente's suppliers about this young man's lie, Jesse was confident of soiling his reputation and eventually getting those suppliers!
Because he was already acting against Vicente, he was suspicious of this young man!
As he furiously walked down the stairs intending to go to the Fuller residence, his wife shouted. "Jesse, there's a letter here!"
"What?" He looked up and narrowed his eyes.
"It's saying here that if we want to see our son back, you have to go to Andrew's warehouse!" She said, feeling tight in her chest.
"Jesse, what's going on? Why would someone act against our son and go to Andrew's barn?" She asked, already with tears streaming from her eyes.
"Tsk! You stay here. I'll take care of this." Those were his last words before he left without looking back.
'Damned Vicente! Brat, I'll kill you for this!' His mana violently vibrated as he ran at over 25 kilometers per hour.
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Moments later, Jesse arrived at his old workplace, in this rather dark place, due to the lack of lighting nearby.
"Brat Vicente, come out from wherever you are!" He shouted as he slowly walked towards the main building, his fists firmly closed, glowing due to the concentrated mana.
"Jesse, you thought you could act against me and get away with it," Vicente said, drawing this man's attention to the top of one of the silos in the surrounding area.
Jesse looked up and could barely see Vicente there, given the darkness of the night.
"Where is my son, Vicente? He has nothing to do with our troubles!"
"Oh? I disagree with that." Vicente said seriously. "By acting against my business, you acted against my family. Isn't it fair that I do the same to you?"
"Tsk! Brat, don't cross the line, or I will kill you and that girl!" Jesse said as he walked toward Vicente.
But he was not seeing Nina nor his son anywhere. As such, he was being cautious.
"Jesse, you are a fool. I gave you a chance to live with your family. Unfortunately, you were greedy and tried to steal my business.
Now I have to punish you." Vicente said, lying on top of that silo while looking at Jesse through something that looked like a special binocular.
But that item only had an opening to look through and was attached to something else.
Vicente had his hands around a strange item, where one of his index fingers made contact with a trigger.
"Punish me? How? Tell me how a brat like you is going to punish me?" He asked aloud, laughing at this child's words.
"Vicente, give me Peter now. If you don't, I will kill you, even if I risk my son's life."
"I expected nothing less from you. A vermin indeed."
"Tsk! Don't play games with me, brat!"
"This is the end, Jesse. When you go to the other world, try not to be a treacherous, unscrupulous worm."
When Vicente said this, he squeezed the trigger, causing the item in front of him to move backward suddenly, as a glow appeared from part of that metallic thing.
Then a loud noise went off from that rifle, breaking toward Jesse's head.
Simultaneously, the two young men on the outskirts of that property heard the signal they were waiting for and fired their guns in Jesse's direction as well.
Jesse still had an angry expression when he fell to his knees on the ground with a five centimeters-deep hole in his skull.
His shirt turned red with blood in two places on his abdomen, and then he fell face-first to the ground, already dead!
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