"One hundred years ago, there was a unilateral massacre on the continent of Tegeun Molae. Western Village, the ancestral home of the Dwarf race..."
*I-impossible! This must be a dream! What did those bastards touch? I'm screwed!* the Calistik leader thought, his face pale with terror.
...massacring every Dwarf regardless of age or gender. That era was known as 'The Killer of Enemy.' You must know the story well. The massacre left only twenty Dwarves alive.
No noble or government on the continent of Tegeun Molae dared to interfere in that conflict. *I remember this information from Luke. We were on a mission together two months ago looking for the horned Dwarf.
I don't know where Luke got this information, but it's certainly useful. With this, I won't have to go through the trouble of intimidating them with violence,* Bros thought, walking toward the leader.
Bros stared at the Dwarf, who was trembling in fear. "And now. That dog has grown up, trying to bite its own master."
"NO!"
"HAVE MERCY ON US! PLEASE!"
Everyone present began to realize with dread that the person who had massacred the Dwarves, leaving only 20 out of hundreds, could only be a ruthless Mafia family operating outside the government's constraints. It was none other than the Celeste Mafia Family.
Everyone there began to wildly speculate, naturally also considering their own fate.
So this person is a member of the Celeste Mafia?
"What nightmare did I have last night that I have to hear that Mafia name again!? Just speaking its name is taboo among Elves..." groaned one of the Elves present.
"We're doomed!"
I'll pretend not to be involved in this. I heard the Celeste Mafia is quite good to people who are useful to them.
"Let's run!"
...
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.
The atmosphere had now changed. It wasn't bad to drop the name of the Celeste Mafia family. It wasn't a lie; I used to work for them before the Madam moved to Portego village. Wherever the Madam goes, I will always support her, Bros thought.
"Answer me. What is your decision now?" Bros asked flatly.
"O-of course, I-I choose the second option," the Calistic leader replied, trembling.
"Honestly, this is my fault. I failed to manage my subordinates, and I didn't raise my younger brother properly. This is all my fault; let me take responsibility for this incident... I beg you!" While repeatedly prostrating himself before Bros, his younger brother slowly followed suit.
"Let my family live! Let me receive the punishment!"
"Oi! Didn't you already choose the first option? Then why are you doing that? What does Celeste gain from this?"
"Huh?" A look of confusion crossed his face.
"Everyone heard you choose the first option."
"THAT'S RIGHT!" everyone there shouted in unison.
"Ah, very well..."
"Stand up now," Bros said flatly. The leader stood, but then everyone else in the room also rose from their seats.
"What is your name?"
"My name is Dosafa Graken. I am also an elder of my race. And my younger brother is named Erna Graken," replied Dosafa, the Calistic leader.
"Dosafa! Although you are not tall, your mind is not small. I will never bring this matter up again. I will tell my young master that everything was resolved without a hitch, correct?"
"Th-that's right!"
"So, what I want to emphasize is: do not ever go near the family on the outskirts of Hansam village's forest again. The head of that family is named..."
Ah, no! I forgot the name of the Madam's sister's husband! Damn it! Bros thought, annoyed.
Dosafa was waiting for the name of the family he was forbidden to touch in the future. But he saw Bros fall silent, deep in thought.
"AH!"
"In any case, you must not touch the family that has a baby! Remember that!" Bros then jumped off the table and walked away.
"YES, WE WILL REMEMBER!" they shouted in unison.
Bros stopped walking and said, "If you still don't know which family to avoid, you can ask your subordinates!" Then he opened the door. However, he paused for a moment because something was still bothering him.
It turned out the thing he had forgotten was the gold bar he was supposed to use to pay the debt. He immediately threw the gold bar onto the table and walked straight out of the room.
The people inside could finally breathe freely again. They still couldn't believe there was a member of the Celeste Mafia in Azura City, which was extremely far from the central plains where the Celeste Mafia was firmly established.
"I thought we were going to die," muttered the Half-Beast.
"If he alone has reached 7 Star, are there many more monsters in the Celeste Mafia Family?" said the man in the clown jacket.
"Old man! You better not forget his request. Because he knows all about us now. If his request is ignored and he comes back here, he might kill us down to the last piece."
"I know, you idiot! So don't order me around, damn it!" Dosafa snapped, walking away while carrying his younger brother.
"Hehe! I was just kidding, boss!"
...
When Bros reached the car, he saw Luke talking to someone on the phone. Just as he arrived, Luke hung up.
"Was that the Madam?" Bros asked.
"Yeah. The Madam was worried about why we hadn't returned yet. Plus, you weren't answering her calls," Luke replied, starting the car.
"By the way... did everything go smoothly?" Luke asked.
*Don't tell me you killed someone in there. Considering how long you took,* Luke thought.
*If you actually killed someone in there, I'll punish you myself.* He glared pointedly at Bros.
"Yeah, smoothly..."
"Hey! What the hell is that look for, you bastard?!" He wiped Luke's face with his right hand.
"Relax! I didn't kill anyone in there."
"Oh, good! Because if you had, I wouldn't lie to the Madam again, you know!" Luke explained flatly.
"Yeah, yeah, I get it!"
"Oh yeah. You remember our last mission? To find the horned Dwarf the Madam mentioned," Bros said, smiling.
"Yeah, why?" Luke asked flatly.
"HEY, YOU BASTARD, I DON'T LIKE YOUR EXPRESSION!" He shook the steering wheel.
"Aish! Damn it, that's dangerous, let go! We're carrying the Young Master, you idiot!"
Bros let go, exhaled slowly, and said, "I met the Graken Dwarf tribe in there earlier."
Luke suddenly slammed on the brakes, causing Bros's face to hit the dashboard.
*Thud!*
"This bastard!" He glanced toward the back seat, where Aland was still sleeping soundly.
"Why did you stop so suddenly, damn it?!"
"Do you know how important that horned Dwarf is to the Madam? And now we have clear information!" Luke exclaimed excitedly.
"It's rare for the Madam to ask us for something, right?"
"Yeah, I know! So you mean you want to go back there?"
"Of course! We'll threaten them into telling us where the horned Dwarf is. Since their names are the same, it'll be easy to-"
"HEY!" Bros shouted.
"The Madam is already worried about the Young Master! We need to take the Young Master home first. Then, we can figure out the next steps."
"Hahaha! Yeah, yeah, I apologize. I got too excited about this information."
"I even forgot about the Young Master, hehe!"
...
Back at the house, a mother paced back and forth in front of the mansion door, hoping her son would return soon. It was the longing of a mother for her only child, who was still small and gentle.
She was accompanied by her trusted Maid, Adelin, who was 45 years old and also the head servant of the Mansion.
Adelin watched her mistress, a mother named Cassey Ghoramain, who had been standing by the door for a while. The Ghoramain family was famous for their trade guild, which sold spices to various countries, even across continents.