Chapter 17

Chapter 17

"You bastard! Do you know who I am! You will regret this!" He yelled as he tried to pick himself up, an older gentleman rushing over to assist him.

"Get him! Cut off his limbs and grab those girls! I want him to watch as I break them, then when I'm done ill give them to you lot to have fun before I sell them to the dirtiest brothel in the city with strict instructions for them to be 1 copper for use! They will die a painful pathetic death for what you just did!" He threatens as 3 heavy armored figures block Jace's way. Each carrying a large axe.

"Don't blame us kid, blame your shitty luck for pissing off the lord." One of them says before making a swing at Jace who quickly grabs Eve and twirls to duck under the axe swing, placing her down as draws Crimson, and stabbing It into the face of the guy who just swung at him.

Seeing there comrade attacked the other 2 wasted in time in trying to cut him down, each swinging wildly at him as they tried to kill him only for him to be slightly faster, the Crimson stabbing each of them with precision in the face killing them quickly and painlessly.

"Now for you, I don't like being threatened or attacked, now I'm going to have you scream little piggy." Jace says turning his attention to the fat guy who had only just managed to get up now with a lot of help.

"You wouldn't dare! Do you know who I am! I am the heir to the Gilderoy family! Scared now? You should be! If you touch a single hair on my head, you will be a dead man! The entire family will come for you! My father is a gold rank adventurer, and my uncle is a high-level magician!" He tried to threaten slowly stepping back as Jace approached.

"Young man don't be impulsive, let us just both go our separate ways and forget this incident ever happened. You did kill 3 of our people after all but I will gladly explain it to the lord and make it clear it wasn't your fault, so kindly just leave and let us put this behind us." The old man says clearly trying to defuse the situation but getting a snort form Eve who muttered something under her breath.

"I don't mind leaving, it's what I was trying to do originally but then he threatened me and tried to have me attacked well having eyes for these girls, but I am a good hearted person, I don't mind letting it go, but the problem isn't with me but him, would your 'young lord' let this matter go" Jace asks with sarcastic emphasis on the young lord part well mentally asking Vail to get all the info she has on the Gilderoy family and asking Crimson if it could use a poison or some nano bots on this fat pig to cause him to die slowly and in the most painful way possible over the span of 2 weeks.

"Like hell I would let this go! I will track you down and make you suffer! I will make you pay for doing this to me!" He screamed, spit flying everywhere as he got more worked up and ignored all the old man's attempts in trying to tell him to stop and think clearly.

"There you have it. I don't mind letting go but he won't, and I don't want to have a blade hanging over my head, I prefer getting rid of such issues." He says swinging crimson at the fat slob, having been told and confirmed that what he asked would be possible and uncurable by anyone else since it would affect his blood and soul, surprising Jace slightly at its soul harming aspect but being exactly what he wanted, the old man through a surprising burst of speed and strength blocked the blade with his glove covered hands having the sword only slightly cut the fat pig.

Or so he thought, the truth was Jace didn't want to go for a kill strike so he held back and lazily swung the blade making it seem like he wanted to kill but had already planned to stop after cutting the pig.

"Sir kindly think things through befo-" He was cut off by the pig screaming in pain, practically squealing as he collapsed onto the floor screaming.

"IT HURTS! IM BURING AND FREEZING! SOMETHING IS BITING ME AND EATING ME FROM HE INSIDE! MAKE IT STOP! MAKE IT STOP!!!" The pig in human skin screamed, the cut turning a ugly black color as faint purple blood began to drip out instead of red.

Looking at the wound the old man frowned and picked up the fat pig, a rather impressive feat before rushing away no doubt to try and get aid for him.