The man before him wasn't his beloved uncle who had taken care of him when his other family had abandoned him. He was a plain monster. Albus didn't think twice about ending him here after hearing the words that came out of his mouth and ran towards him like a crazed beast. He didn't even take two steps before he felt a searing pain in his side.

He fell to the ground and clutched his side.

"Agaggdgf!"

He wailed in pain and realised from the wetness in his hands that he was bleeding. He looked at his side and saw his blood ebbing from a wound in his abdomen. Avis quickly ran towards him and tore part of her uniform off to try and stop his bleeding.

His uncle had no change in his gaze and simply yawned at his nephew groaning in pain.

"Did you think I wouldn't attack you? Don't be such a fool. After all, I can just claim one of your maids did it and those foolish officers would be none the wiser."

He got up out of his chair and dusted himself off.

"Now that we've reached this point I suppose I better put you to good use."

"You bastard!" Albus forced out through the pain. ("Why the hell didn't my magic at least mitigate that attack? And I can still feel pain too.") As soon as his uncle confirmed what he did to the woman he used his magic to protect himself since he wasn't foolish enough to believe his uncle would come without some sort of protection, but this was beyond his expectations.

"Listen here you privileged little shit, do you think you can defy me?" His uncle asked. "I own this pitiful estate and I'm the reason this place has any cash flow. What do you think would happen even if you could attack me?"

As Avis was busy stopping his bleeding, Albus reacted to his words.

"Even if you kill me, I'll just have one of my heirs take this place. And do you know what would happen then? They would probably use all the women here in my business."

"You bastard!" Albus shouted with a scratchy throat.

"Now, now, Albus, I'm not saying I won't allow you to run this place how you normally would I leave you alone for the time being but I think it's about time you contributed something to our family, monetary wise. Just throw a girl of yours to me every once in a while and I'll let you continue living this life."

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"Rot in hell, you bastard!" Albus spat at him.

"I see. Then expect me back within a few hours. I'll need some help if I'm going to take back my property. Though I wonder what would happen to most of those women you provide for if they tried to escape."

The fire in Albus's eyes started to dissipate when he mentioned the women.

"They might escape but then I might have to report they were involved in the death of my darling nephew."

"D-don't." Albus softly asked.

"Sorry Albus but you're not being reasonable, I dear sa-"

He was cut off by Avis.

"Hold on, do you only need women?"

The fat bastard licked some sauce that had been left on his finger as he looked at her.

"Yes. In case you're wondering, I don't care where they came from. They just have to have some looks and I'm satisfied, in case you were wondering." He was speaking about them like there were items. He didn't care about their brand, just their quality. "I wasn't lying when I said you had an eye for talent Albus."

Avis gulped in hesitation and continued with her idea. "What if my lord…" she breathed in deeply before saying the next sentence, "Gave you a woman that wasn't under his employ." She asked with a pained expression while looking away.

Choeros scratched various of his chins while pondering the thought.

"I suppose there would be no problem. Hehehe, it seems you have a quick learner with you there, Albus. Oh, you don't look too good."

Albus's eyes were half opened and he was struggling to breathe. Whatever he was shot with was no joke. Although Avis wanted to run inside and get him some proper treatment she knew she had to finish discussing with this bastard before she could.

"Abo-"

He cut her off.

"I assume you want the other ladies that were sent to me, yes?" As the fat man spoke it seemed like this was something he expected. "I'll return them as soon as you make your next payment. After all, it would do me no good to slight my new business partners after all."

She was shocked by how reasonable he was after she agreed to do this.

"Why?"

"Why would I not? I got wanted, didn't I? As long as you can bring me enough women to replace those I already have, your hands are as dirty as mine. Whether you and that boy would like to admit it or not, as far as the royal court is concerned we're both the same thing. And as long as you want to live the lives you have been living you'll listen to my commands."

He patted his stomach and walked off.

"Be ready by next week or I'm not sure I can guarantee those women's lives. If you can't even do that then I'm not sure keeping this relationship between would even be beneficial."

He walked away without sparing them a glance and Avis quickly lifted Albus up and ran towards the closest building towards them. She looked to at least get a look at the hidden attacker but the only thing she saw indicating his presence was an opened window. It seemed he had already left. After all, like the bastard said, it didn't matter if they killed him, it would only make their situation worse.