|Gosh ... they are getting better each and every time.|(Apocalypse)


    I say as I walk in the still destroyed streets of the capital. Well, at least they cleaned up the streets of all the rubbles and such, because, if they hadn''t, I wouldn''t be able to walk calmly. Sigh ... why can''t I get dead drunk for once ? Even if the ''Goblin piss'' does get me a little tipsy, it only lasts for a couple of minutes at best. Anyway, now that I have more information about pearls and such I''ll have to focus on finding the remaining Apostles. And then I must convince them to help me, sigh, such troublesome thing it is to have responsibilities.


    And those guys at the inn, they are starting to get better at brawling. Of course, when you fight with a lot of people you are bound to get hit but I''m telling you, those guys created a martial art relying on chairs, it has to be it. Well, they are nice lads so I guess it''s okay, I''ll forgive them for throwing a chair in my nose.


    |Sigh .... Et Eali qui en a deux dans l''four ... haaaaa putain, à peine vingt ans et déjà père de trois gosse. Putain je fais quoi de ma vie ?|(Apocalypse)


    |Sigh ....And Eali who got two in the oven ... haaaaaa fuck, barely twenty years old and already the father of three children. Fuck, what am I doing with my life ?]


    Of course, I don''t regret any of it but I still have trouble accepting all I''ve done in those five years. For the common man, the only way to describe me would be to say that I''m a cold-hearted monster who wears the mask of a loving husband and father. I''ve ended many lives, be it children or adults, and I''m sure I''ll continue to walk on a road that is drenched with blood. If you asked me if I liked killing, I would answer no. I love fighting and spilling blood and sweat but I don''t like killing but at the same time, I don''t hate it. The reality is scarier ... I don''t care a bit about taking a life.


    A wise man once said that there is nothing scarier than a murderer that doesn''t care about killing someone because you can''t predict them. Unlike most murderer, they don''t have patterns or preferred victims, they''ll just keep killing without leaving any hints of who they are. Whereas a man who loves killing will have some sorts of patterns and preferences, like young women or fat underage kids. And I am of the ones who don''t care.


    Now then you are surely wondering, why am I speaking about it ? Well, easy, friends, I was getting to that part.


    |Seesh, children assassins ? Come on, that''s bad taste.|(Apocalypse)


    And yeah, right now, as I was walking in the streets, a group of masked children attacked me out of nowhere. Of course that''s not the first time I''m targeted by assassins, and the number of time those assassins have been children is not few either, but of course, that didn''t mattered since I would just end up killing them. But since Yua got Julia, I''m pretty sure she won''t accept me killing children, even if they try to kill me. And believe me, I can''t hide a thing from my wives, often leads me to think they have a better spy network than I.


    Plus, as said earlier, it''s not like I enjoy killing children. If I could avoid it, I would, but assassins are often brainwashed to be killing machines, so if they are ordered to kill then they will either kill or die trying to. So I''m in a pinch, I can''t let them kill me for obvious reasons but I the same time I don''t want Yua to get angry at me because I killed them. Of course, they don''t stand idle while I''m thinking about it, and attack me but I just evade them without caring.


    And even if I don''t kill them, what would I do about them ? I can''t bring them home, and the orphanage is a big no. Sigh, I would prefer not having to think about that, and just break their necks to be done with it. Well, first, I should get information from them.


    I stop evading them and decided to fight them. There is only three of them so it won''t be that hard.


    |Okay ya brats, it''s my turn now.|(Apocalypse)


    I lightly kick the ground and go behind them, they can''t match my speed like usual, and I do a karate chop on the base of their neck, knocking them out. Okay, it might be night-time but that doesn''t mean that nobody is walking in the street. I grab the three kids and run outside the city.A case of theft: this story is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation.


    Once far enough from the city I throw the kids on the ground and take off their mask. And that''s where everything went wrong ... not. It''s just that they belonged to a race that shouldn''t be here, and haven''t been seen since centuries.


    |Elves uh ?|(Apocalypse)


    Although they were still kids, they had androgynous faces and pointed ears. Two of them were males and one was a female, if I referred on their appearances and compared them to Humans, I''d say they are all around six to ten years old. Though you never know with long-lived species, for all I know Elves could be a bunch of Lolita and shota. I hope not, at least they aren''t described like that in the books. I first undress them to see if they have any hidden weapons on them, and discard the ones I find. Secondly, I search in their mouth if they have any hidden poison pills and remove them once I find them. And lastly, I look for any magic spell that would kill them if they talk and once again, I find them and erase them.


    That teach me one thing, the organization targeting me is powerful and clever enough to have that many safety measures and have Elves children as disposable pawns. Because let''s face it, who would be dumb enough to target me after the show I made at the tournament ? Of course it hasn''t happened long ago but it''s still something that is discussed in taverns. Once all of that is done I dress them up again, and I wait for them to wake up.


    And so I waited for a few hours, of course, I tied them up so they wouldn''t attack me.


    |Rise and sunshine !!|(Apocalypse)


    And like I thought, the moment they woke up they tried to attack me. But let''s just say that the tree had roots tougher than what three little kids can lift. When they notice that they are tied up they immediately try to use their poison pills but it doesn''t work since I removed them. I also coated their tongue in a magic shield so they wouldn''t be able to bite it off.


    |Surprised ta still be alive aren''t ya ? Of course ya are, forget about all attempt of suicide, they would fail anyway.|(Apocalypse)


    They just looked at me and stayed silent. I had expected that to happened so I''ll have to do it the old hard way.


    |Sigh, that''ll hurt ya more than me.|(Apocalypse)


    I untie one of the boys and use Earth magic to tie him up on the ground. I just hope what I''m going to do won''t kill him, I''ve never done it on children and much less on Elves. I turn one of my fingers in a claw and put it on his right arm.


    |I guess ya know how torture works, right ? I''m going ta ask questions and ya''ll answer, if ya don''t, ya won''t like it.|(Apocalypse)


    I look at them but all they do is glare at me. Sigh, doing this to kids isn''t something thrilling. No use delaying it even further.


    |So, who sent ya ?|(Apocalypse)


    And they stayed silent ... just speak you dimwit. I lightly cut his arms on all its length, and small streaks of blood start to fall down. Of course it isn''t that bad for now, just a little blood and barely any pain but just you wait until it gets graphic.


    |I''ll repeat since it seems ya didn''t hear what I said, who sent ya ?|(Apocalypse)


    Silent again ... I stabbed my claw inside his wounds and opened it even more, making the muscles visible. And causing the child cry in pain, yeah, the wind doesn''t feel very nice on bear nevers and muscle fibers.


    |Who sent ya ?|(Apocalypse)


    |*sob sob sob* We *sob* won''t *sob sob* speak.|(Boy)


    I start to gather magic inside my throat and purple flames start to ignite, I slowly guide it to the wounds. Since I don''t have my tools, it is very crude and I must use techniques I never used before, for example instead of flames I generally use salt. I make the fire lick his wounds since magic fire isn''t hot it won''t cauterize it, it''ll just burn. And believe me, burning fresh meat is very painful, especially with fire magic, it burns hotter than normal flames without emitting heat.


    |I''LL SPEAK, I''LL SPEAK !!! SO STOP TORTURING ELL?O !!|(Boy 2)


    I look at him, that''s the first time a watcher confess, generally it''s the tortured who spills the beans, but once again they are just kids. No matter how well trained they are they aren''t veterans warrior, in fact, it might have been better just to cut off their tongues if they wanted them not to speak. I notice in the corner of my eyes that the girl looks at the boy who shouted with sad eyes.


    |The Guildmaster ... they said it was a Guildmaster....|(Boy 2)


    Did that guy finally lost his marbles and decided to attack me directly ? And using an organization that has Elves pawns ..... well now I can legally go to his room and behead him so I''m thanksfull for his unusual stupidity. And even if they are lying, I don''t care, I have an excuse to kill that idiot of a Guildmaster and I won''t let it pass-by. With another look I see that both the boy and the girl are surprised nothing happened, I bet they expected him to die while talking.


    I healed The boy I was torturing and knocked them out once again, I handed them to my mansion guards and told them to keep them in deep sleep using magic and not to let anyone approach them. I told my family that I''ll be away for a few days and not to worry. Taking my trusted hammer I set forth to the Guild. Just you wait you old geezer, I''ll show you that you made your last mistake.