Having a powerful lord as a father figure, what's wrong with just wanting to draw cards?

"Mrs. Kingsley! I'll do anything you want!"

"I can do twice the work myself! Just let me stay here!"

“My son’s school fees haven’t been fully paid yet. I’m willing to work like a slave, but I still hope my son can make something of himself! He needs this salary!”

"Please..."

Bang!

Upon seeing this, Morey rushed to the outside of the wall, grabbed the railing with his hands, his eyes bloodshot and filled with rage.

"No... Mother... please stop, let's go home..."

How could he not see his mother's current state?

She was lying in bed, looking incredibly weak, just before he left. How can her body handle all this?

Domi, who had already climbed to the second floor of the mansion, also saw the commotion at the entrance.

"Hmm...this lady looks a bit like Morey."

"That's fine, the more chaotic the scene, the easier it is for me to perform."

He circled the eaves on the second floor and finally found a window that could be opened, through which he sneaked into the mansion.

It was a normal guest room, probably a guest of Kingsley who came to attend the funeral. They probably forgot to close the window when they left.

In the end, it all made things convenient for him.

Leave the guest room and follow the map in the intelligence report to find Vincent Kingsley's study.

This guy was either in the study, bedroom, or on the first floor presiding over the funeral; he wasn't hard to find.

Domi first slipped to his study, the door was locked, but that didn't stop a shadow mage.

He silently chanted a spell: "Darkness is my disguise, enabling me to roam the world."

Shadow Cloak, activated.

He blended into the shadows beneath the study door, bypassing the physical barrier and successfully sneaking into the study.

However, just as Domi successfully infiltrated, Vincent Kingsley, the head of the family who was presiding over the funerals of his two sons on the first floor, seemed to sense something and casually summoned a servant:

"I need to leave for a bit. If anyone asks, just say I'm going to the restroom."

"Okay sir."

After giving his instructions, Vincent headed for the stairs, his eyes gloomy, lost in thought...

From Domi's perspective—

Compared to my own study, this place is quite ordinary, with a few bookshelves and a desk.

Domi dared not touch the documents inside, for fear of triggering some kind of mechanism.

He wants to find that guy Vincent right now.

"Looks like it's not here. Let's search the bedroom again."

However, the instant he left the study, he keenly sensed an unusual movement of "qi" in the hallway.

That was a much stronger aura than his own, conservatively estimated to belong to a formal mage, and it was heading this way.

Comparing the combat strength information of each person in the intelligence report, this guy is very likely Vincent.

The Kingsley family is not a magical aristocracy; their main businesses are commerce and real estate, and it is sufficient for the head of the family to be a somewhat capable magician.

If someone were any more capable, Altaïr wouldn't have sent him to assassinate them.

Domi immediately returned to the study and hid in a blind spot behind the door.

"It seems there's some kind of sensory magic in the study. The caster can sense anyone entering. I'll have to remember this next time."

During his time in hiding, he did not forget to reflect on himself, using it purely as a pastime while waiting.

Da da da……

Outside the door, the sound of leather shoes clattering on the floor grew closer.

In the past, Domi's heart would have been beating even faster due to nervousness.

But things are different now. He now knows just how loud that heartbeat really is, and that assassination cannot be carried out in this state.

He actively controlled his heart rate by breathing, reducing it to the minimum, and then completely concealed himself in darkness.

It was like a beast lying in wait.

He had gotten used to this state when sparring with Altaïr, and now he was just putting it into practice.

crunch~

The moment the door was pushed open, a ball of light was thrown in from outside!

It rolled to the center of the study with a gurgling sound, then exploded with a bang, bursting into a flash of light that filled the entire room.

"Flashbang!?"

Domi had never encountered anything like this before, so he ate a whole bunch of it, and everything went white before his eyes.

But this state does not prevent him from perceiving the movements around him.

'Qi' exists in all things, and every movement is bound to be accompanied by fluctuations of qi, which is similar to the sensory domain that Altaïr has developed.

Even Altaïr didn't know that Domi had already mastered this skill; otherwise, the difficulty of this enlightenment task would probably have been even higher.

But he did it.

In the perception of Qi, a rapier came straight at him, and the surrounding wind at that moment turned into the sword's assistance, constantly increasing the speed of the sword!

Vincent looked at the petty thief with a cold smile:

"With a flashbang and the wind's help, there's no way you can dodge it. Die! Learn your lesson in your next life, and don't mess with people you shouldn't!"

However, just as the rapier was about to pierce Domi, Domi inexplicably turned his head away, even though he was still blinded by the flash.

With a look of utter disbelief on Vincent's face, Domi swiftly drew a dagger from behind his back.

Gather your energy in your feet, and push off with power!

The knife tip was pointed directly at Vincent's neck.

"what?!"

He simply couldn't believe that the thief had not only dodged the attack but also turned around and stabbed him.

"Wind, heed my command!"

"Boom!"

The study window was flung open by the gust of wind, which rushed into the room and formed a wall of wind between him and Domi. Vincent himself quickly retreated, creating a considerable distance between them.

The best way to deal with an assassin is to immediately create distance and then bombard them with their signature spells.

Artest mentioned this during training, so Domi won't let him have his way.

"The end of the world is coming! March towards the end of the world!"

Domi transformed into a scarecrow, unleashing a domain of fear that bypassed the wind wall and charged straight at Vincent's true form.

Its spliced ​​limbs and half-meter-long tongue stretched out freely, and it strode with an indifferent gait, looking just like a running monster!

Vincent was clearly taken aback. He had never seen such an abstract monster before and didn't know how to deal with it for a moment.

Domi immediately sped up, a wild grin spreading across his face:

"You've given me my chance!"

Chapter 48, Section 47: Only children make choices.

Vincent, as expected of a formally trained mage, remained calm and analyzed the situation even as the strange creatures rapidly approached:

"Blinding him won't work, and his agility is completely disproportionate to his size. Why would they send such a child to assassinate me? They must be quite confident. I'd better be careful not to be caught off guard."

After a quick thought, Vincent decisively chose not to confront Domi head-on. Instead, he commanded the wind to obey his orders, smashed a hole in the wall beside him, and crawled out...

Domi immediately followed, chasing Vincent while sheathing her dagger and pulling out boxing gloves from her pocket to put them on.

Domi felt much more at ease after switching to a suitable weapon, experiencing a sense of security as if the power was in his own hands.

As his breathing pattern changed, his lungs gradually warmed up like an emperor's engine, and the rolling gears produced enormous energy, which was then distributed to all parts of his body!

Every cell rejoiced under the sweeping surge of energy.

Everything in sight slowed down, even the dust particles became clearly visible.

A rush of air trickled down his cheeks as he slowly bent down, preparing to sprint...

This was the first time he had used this mode after mastering the Shadow Flow Movement Technique to an unparalleled level, and he never expected it to result in such a significant evolution.

He even felt that he could catch up with most of the distance with a single push of his foot!

His gaze locked onto Vincent ahead...

Then, in an instant, all the power bursts forth!

"Shhh!!"

A whooshing sound rang out behind them.

Vincent instinctively sensed the danger, but he had already run to the stairwell!

The first and second floors of their house are connected; you can jump directly from the second-floor hallway to the first-floor floor.

"A boundless wind rises from the ground!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a column of wind formed on the first floor and blew upwards, just enough to allow Vincent, who was about to jump, to land safely.

However, the moment he leaped into the air, Domi caught up from behind.

Seeing Vincent about to run away, he jumped over without hesitation! He grabbed Vincent's waist in mid-air, and the two of them crashed to the first floor like meteors.

"boom!"

The weight of the two people smashed the rustic wooden handrail, scattering wood chips all over the floor, which then slammed onto the marble floor with their momentum.