I Am No King's

Chapter 63 – Reasons

~Lacuna POV~

　

After failing, and I saved, Blonde came to my apartment. Blonde said he couldn't control anything and suspected there was a fragment of a control weapon that might be stuck in his body.

　

I had guessed that and agreed to examine her body. After I examined the entire corner of Blonde's body, our guess was correct, there was indeed a metal fragment stuck in his skin. This fragment is quite small, otherwise I would never have been able to find it.

　

Like when Mila touched the ring, my control also disappeared when I touched the fragment. I put all the fragments I found into a small plastic tube.

　

After finishing, I also gave a little treatment to Blonde. Although I said treatment, I only cleaned the wound with alcohol and bandaged it with a bandage. Yeah, rather than nothing? Normally, I would ask for payment. However, since we had just made the transaction, I gave him a little bonus.

　

Now, while he was lying on the couch, I sat on the carpet. We both watch television.

　

"By the way, Red is dead," I brought up a light topic.

　

"Huh? Died off? Don't tell..."

　

"Yes, I killed him" I replied. "Before you were prejudiced, he himself came and pointed a gun at me. So, it's worth noting that I'm not looking for it."

　

"Even if you're looking for him, it doesn't matter, does it?"

　

"Yes too,"

　

The two of us didn't talk about Red's death any longer and went on to watch television. After a while passed, Blonde started another conversation.

　

"Hey, White, aren't you wondering why I'm in such a hurry?"

　

"Because you have personal problems with the Ibrahim family. Aye, right?"

　

"Do you want to hear it?"

　

"No, thank you," I rejected Blonde quickly.

　

"You don't have to pay me with your story or anything."

　

"If it's free, okay, I don't have a problem hearing it. If given, why should I refuse."

　

"Thank you."

　

Blonde tells about his past. A generic story if I say. His parents borrowed money from loan sharks who came from the Ibrahim family, could not restore, the family's economy got worse until finally both parents died of exhaustion.

　

After that, under the pretext of his parents' debt, the Ibrahim family forced Blonde to become a PSK. Once, one of Blonde's clients, a mercenary, fell in love with him. A foolishness was done by that man. He took Blonde away. And, like young women in general, Blonde was still naive.

　

Of course Ibrahim's family did not accept that treatment. What makes the Ibrahim family angry is not the fact that one PSK was taken away, but rather the fact that there are mercenaries who dare to mess with them. And, as usual, they were both hunted by the concerned party.

　

Once, the man drugged Blondie and made her go through plastic surgery. By the time Blond realized, the man with him had died at the hands of the Ibrahim family. Since Ibrahim's family was unable to find Blonde, they ignored him. For Ibrahim's family, the man's death was enough to warn other mercenaries not to mess around.

　

Revenge is embedded in Blonde's heart. He begins to take a job as a small mercenary, to gather experience and capital, to take revenge. One day, the realtor he used gave this job. Although actually not enough experience and ability, Blonde immediately took this job.

　

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

　

"Yes, you're a fool" I told you the truth. "The events that you are are not rare. Many people experience it too. If I say, you belong to the lucky ones because, apparently, the Ibrahim family has no intention of looking for you further, just stop at your boyfriend. Unfortunately, you seem to waste a new life given by your girlfriend. If you had died, your death would have been in vain."

　

　

Blondie did not continue her speech and buried her head into the pillow.

　

I also understand his feelings. Revenge is not something that can be forgotten or simply buried. I also experienced the same feeling when one of my students in the past was killed by the mafia.

　

Even though I knew that it was normal and happened a lot, I still had a grudge. They dared to attack my disciple, who had not even trained under me for a week, and killed him.

　

They seemed to be telling me "if you don't want to end up like this, follow us". Unfortunately, they are dealing with the wrong people. I cleaned up their organization the next day.

　

The organization was just an up-and-coming organization that knew nothing. They did it on purpose for me to attack, hoping to kill me by numbers. They also wish that I would become weak from being affected by emotions.

　

But my past is not important. Now, I have to take care of this young lady.

　

"Then, when are you going to attack them again?"

　

"Come on," Blonde responds limp. "Because I lost control, all the guns forced me to stay there. And most of my money was robbed. I don't even know if I can continue this work or not. What do you think I should do?"

　

"Whatever," I answered lightly. "But, before that, I want to say something. Wanna hear?"

　

"If it's free, I want it."

　

"Haha, it's free. Consider it a bonus for today's transactions." I began to suggest, "in my opinion, most likely, that your realtor knew that you had a grudge against the Ibrahim family. And he must know you're not ready for a job this big. But, despite knowing you weren't ready, she still gave you this job. Likely, he thinks that you don't have the potential to take on a big job in the future.

　

"Rather than selling small job information to you, whose information honor is also small, it is better that he directly sells big job information and leaves you dead. That way, he could focus on finding job information with another greater honor for another mercenary."

　

"Ah, I see," Blonde responded, still limp.

　

Seriate

　

　

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