“Let’s go,” Margret said as she started Victor’s car with Alex sitting next to her and Alpha, who claimed that she needed to buy a few things for her mission, on the back.
“Why are you wearing a face mask?” Margret asked Alpha.
“Some bad people want me dead, so it’s better this way,” Alpha replied.
Margaret nodded then started the SUV. She always dreamed of driving an expensive car like this. Now her dream has come true. This is her husband's car. She will just think of it as such.
The trip to get Margret’s stuff, which was supposed to be a quick one, took longer than expected due to the traffic jam. The highway was closed because some criminal threw a grenade into another car killing the driver who was discovered to have had a rifle. so the crime scene had to be closed and searched for other explosive materials. That’s what they said on the radio anyway.
There was an interview with a girl who happened to witness the scene.
They arrive at Margret's aunt’s apartment at about 10.00 AM. It was in a modern multi-family five-story residential building.
“Wait for me here, I will be right back,” Margret said as she headed toward the building and then climbed the stairs to the third story where she was shocked by the sight of her clothes and things scattered on the ground in front of the door. It looks like they were thrown out, then some people rummaged through them.
She just stood there in shock then clenched her fist, got herself together, and after taking a deep breath, she knocked loudly on the door while trying hard to keep her cool. She was never given the apartment's keys as her aunt accused her many times of being a thief, and stealing money from her purse. The true culprit was probably Abe, who keeps going to dirty places.
“Ohh, look who's here. What took you so long?” A middle-aged woman opened the door. And shouted loudly. It was Margret’s snobbish Aunt.
“Lulu told me that you no longer need us and that you found yourself some old money bag, so I threw away those useless things in front of the door as they would no longer be needed. And from the look of it, some pigs smelled the smell of a sow and picked a few things.” She said with a smirk as she looked with disgust at the things on the ground, then turned to inspect Margret from head to toe.
“Now, My dear Abe told me that your patron will send us some compensation for taking care of you all these years. Where is it? Don’t even think of pocketing the money, or I will call the police and get you arrested for prostitution.” She threatened while her eyes hovered on the bag in Margret’s hands.
“From now on I have nothing to do with you,” Margret said as she opened the bag full of money and dumped the whole thing on the floor and the stairs then stepped over it and left under the astonished eyes of her aunt who yelled to her daughter to come to help her, then began to pick up the money from the ground. While cursing at Margret and screaming at the neighbors who jumped out of their apartments after smelling the money.
Margret just went downstairs without picking up any of her things. They meant nothing to her anyway. As for the money, as Victor said, consider it her final act of piety.
Her aunt never liked her. And the only reason she took her in, was the government subsidies that were claimed for taking care of her.
Those would stop in two more months anyway as Margaret would be considered an adult.
Despite the tears in Margret's eyes, she felt free for the first time in her life, but she couldn't help but sob a little as she exited the building.
“Don't care about them, you should focus on your new life.” A calm voice said from behind her.
Margret turned around to see that it was Alpha. She smiled and wiped her tears. “It's ok, just something went into my eyes.” she threw a cliche line and then headed to the car.
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“Yeah, I hope that would never happen to me as I only have one eye left,” said Alpha as she patted Margret on the back. “Let's go, you will be my shopping assistant as I will have to keep wearing this mask. And you would need some supplies, after the mess your aunt made.” Alpha said as she jumped back into the back seat followed by Margret.
“You drive, I am not in the mood anymore,” Margret told Alex from the back.
Alex nodded, then turned on the engine and headed to the shopping district under Alpha's instructions.
“What do you want to get?” She asked her.
“The young master left me a set of instructions for this evening. But I need some materials. And a vaporizing machine.” Alpha said,
“Take me with you tonight,” Margret said suddenly.
“It would be very dangerous. You might get hurt or even die. There are better ways to let out some steam.” Alpha replied while looking at Margret’s eyes.
“It’s not that, I want to prove to Victor that I am more than a pretty girl,” Margret said.
“Well, Let’s take her. We would need the extra hands,” Alex replied from the front.
“You shut up and drive. The young master was right, you are a magnet for trouble.” She yelled at Alex and then turned to Margaret. “Ok, you can go but you have to be very careful,” Alpha said, making Alex a little upset. “Why yell at me if your decision is the same as mine?” she wondered silently.
Margret nodded. She would definitely be careful.
“What is the mission?” She asked.
“Kill, a very evil man. The one who is haunting me and my sisters. Many people would die tonight. Want to back down?” Alpha asked.
“...No. I will do it.” Margret said after some hesitation. She has killed goblins anyway. Would a man be different?
“Then let’s get prepared, what better way to start a new life than a night of theft and murder?” Alpha said with a smirk as she began to explain tonight's mission to Margaret and Alex in detail.
The car soon reached the shopping district, and Margaret went under Alpha’s instructions and purchased some materials from a traditional pharmacy, then they headed to another store where they bought a good quality vaporizer. This thing is good for turning poisons into gas.
After that, they accompanied Margaret to some stores and bought some daily necessities to replace those destroyed by her aunt.
It was about 2.00 PM when they returned to the Mansion and hurried to the Basement. Making Hilda and the twins who were busy teaching the girls how to do house chores a little curious.
“Is this a recipe for poison?” Asked Margaret as she looked at the densely packed paper and the many vials including one containing a few drops of a purple substance that looked ominous.
“Be careful. That thing is extremely poisonous. One drop is enough to render you an idiot.” Alpha said, making Alex and Margret step back.
“What are you going to do with it?” Alex asked, with a worried look.
“Simple, adding a drop of this thing to a soul affecting mixture would make it 100 times more effective. The young master left me a recipe for sleeping gas that would affect even players. We are going to let everyone at the brothel sleep then kill them one by one.” She said with a vicious look in her eyes.
“Would it affect us?” Margaret asked.
“No, We would be taking an antidote, and this thing's effect would be only temporary about 10 hours. This recipe is genius, it manages to change the effect of the soul poison by combining it with common herbs.” Alpha explained as she looked at Victor’s beautiful handwriting in admiration.
“Would that Baron be affected? He seemed very strong.” Alex asked, earning him a slap at the back of her head.
“Don’t jinx it.” Alpha said.”Your mission is to stand outside and be a guard if someone escapes or tries to break in. With your level, you can contend with Baron. And we can’t let you enter the brothel, We need the girls inside, and who knows what dirty thing you would do to them.” Alpha said with an evil smile making Alex a little flustered.
“I would do nothing,” Alex said in a low voice, making Margret chuckle. This guy is really interesting.
“What about me? What should I do?” She asked Alpha.
“You can come with me to deal with the girls there. We need to take them in. But you have to be careful.” Alpha said as she began the brewing process according to Victor’s instruction. The process was complicated but it was pretty straightforward for Alpha who had an encyclopedia in her brain.
They finished their preparations at 8.00 PM. Then looked at each other dressed in black and smiled under the black cloth masking their mouths. They looked like anime characters.
“I think the young master would be interested in a play using this costume,” Margret said, making Alpha spit in disgust, and Alex a little embarrassed.
“Save it for later. We have to live past the night first.” Alpha said as she led the girls outside the mansion, through the back gate.
Their first mission. “Borrow” a bus.