The Greedy King
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Allan ran his eyes over the four heroes, 3 of them had neutral faces and the only one happy was Naofumi 'He is very... pure' thought the greatest assassin in the world as he walked in front of the heroes and bowed to the king.
The king seeing this averted his venomous gaze from the shield hero and focused it on Addams…
"If you'll excuse me, grand king..."
"Aultcray" said the king with a satisfied smile…
"Yes … Grand King Aultcray, could you explain to this old man the reason to summon 4 young men and one old man to this grand and noble world… after all none of us have useful skills here." Allan spoke in a way to inflate the king's ego and make it reveal more information…
The heroes of the sword and the spear realized what the old man wanted and kept their eyes open…
"What do you mean without skills? Don't you have magic?" asked the king with a neutral face…
'An unknown element has appeared … magic … shit ' Addams thought as he rose from his curtsy stance "But even with this magic I fear my old heart can't take … this mission to save the world"
"Yes Mr. Allan is right… it's impossible…" the spear hero stated as he took a step forward…
The boy was going to continue, but the hero of the bow intervened…
"You didn't by any chance notice…" said the boy
"In what ?" asked Naofumi
"There's a little symbol in the left corner of my vision that allows me to see my statuses and distribute these "
Hearing this all heroes searched for this symbol…
Allan was confused since he didn't have any of that… but taking his hammer the old man focused on this one… and a small message appeared in his vision
[YOU ARE IN HARDCORE MODE]
[ONLY USE OF LEGENDARY WEAPON SKILLS IS ALLOWED]
[IMPOSSIBLE TO IMPROVE STATUS]
[Kiss: DEATH ^-^]
Allan sighed and looked at the king with indignation 'If this goes on like this … this will be much more complicated … death must be having a lot of fun' thought the old man but still Addams couldn't lose his focus and continued his search for information
"My king, your excellency, do you know what my hammer's abilities are? "
Aultcray looked at the hammer hero doubtfully, but decided to answer the old man out of respect for him and above all for his hammer.
"The hammer is the only weapon that evolves when building things, it allows the user to create things from their imagination … and it is also the only weapon capable of being used by anyone"
Addams felt a bit of threat in the last part of the king's speech... a weapon capable of being used by anyone, people will certainly try to take his life to get the hammer...
Bowing once more to the king, Addams looked the king in the eye with a sharp look "Thank you for attributing such knowledge to this old man… oh great king" Allan spoke with clear irony…
But the king was blinded by his inflated ego and just nodded his head...
The other heroes walked to Addams' side and faced the old man, the spear hero went to Allan's side and whispered something in the old man's ear…
"What do you think we should do?"
"I'll figure it out boy…but keep it down…now there are too many ears"
"Oh Great King Aultcray I would like you to give us some time to think about this situation… Your Excellency must understand…" the old assassin spoke lightly, and in a careful way Allan fed the monarch's ego making it easier for the old man to accept…
Running his hand over his white beard the old man faced the heroes
"Does Mr Addams speak for everyone? "asked the king
All heroes nodded their heads…
"It's decided… you have until tomorrow to make up your mind"
The king then made a small movement with his hand, and some butlers entered the place who took the heroes to their respective resting places…
The king looked at the large door that was closed and heaved a heavy sigh...
"My king" on the king's side was a figure covered in black robes who knelt at the feet of the monarch...
"I want you to get that hammer…." Aultcray had a demonic smile on his face that demonstrated the monarch's thirst for power.
"In what way?" asked the possible assassin…
"I want you to make it look like he died in his sleep because of his age" the king spoke in a low tone just for the assassin to hear…
"Consider it done"
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Location: Hammer Hero's Quarters, Kingdom of Melromarc
Allan was sitting on his bed as he stared at his legendary weapon…
"Could it be that..." the hero of the hammer looked intensely at the weapon in his hands
The old man closed his eyes as he held the legendary weapon seconds later a small greenish glow covered the room…
When the old man opened his eyes he could see a completely black pistol on his legs…
Taking the black weapon, a small red electric current appeared in Allan's hand…
This was what his Quirk's activation looked like, with a small sigh the electricity disappeared leaving an old man who was sweating lightly all over his body…
'Done … successful contract … now this weapon will never miss a shot … and it will never make a noise when fired' thought the assassin as he hid the weapon inside his assassin clothes…
The old man closed his eyes again as he thought 'Death said to kill 4 heroes … but they are just children … and I'm not even sure if these are the heroes' the old man was confused and needed more information … after all information is power … it's for that whoever talks too much ends up biting his own tongue and Allan knows it very well , after all , there has been a time when the old assassin talked too much and because of that innocent people died ...
* Tuc tuc tuc *
A knock on the door took the old man out of his memories of when he was young, making sure he had his weapon well stowed the old man walked to the door and placed his right hand on the doorknob…
Using his Quirk again the door became transparent to the old man revealing the other heroes on the other side, then the door went back to normal when the old man opened it…
"Mr. Addams, can we speak for a second with you?" asked Naofumi with a small smile on his lips.
"Of course young ones… enter this old man's room" Allan spoke with a serene smile on his face and tried to maintain the facet of a kind old man…
Some time later everyone was sitting inside the room…
"What do you think we should do Allan?" the first to speak was spear hero Motoyasu…
The old man already had an idea that the boys would look to him for advice…
"I think we have no choice boy…"
"Do you think not?" this time it was Ren the sword hero talking
"Boy if they summoned 5 heroes nothing prevents them from summoning 5 more" the assassin spoke from experience as powerful people tend to discard others as spoiled toys…
"I don't understand" Naofumi looked at Allan with a doubtful look, the old man sighed inwardly at the boy's stupidity…
"I understand what you are saying Mr Addams … you are implying that the king can easily discard us" said Itsuki as he stared at the bow that rested on his lap …
"No they would never do that...right?" Naofumi rose from his seat as he spoke almost certain of what he said…
'This boy is a bit … too good … he will end up hurt and used by …'good people'' the old assassin already knew very well what was going to happen and so decided to give some advice to the heroes …
"Don't trust anyone here … after all we don't know what kind of ethic there are in this world "Allan advised the heroes … even though the old man had the possible mission to kill them that doesn't mean he's going to drop these boys among hungry wolves looking for blood…
Motoyasu ran his hands through his hair as he stared at the ceiling of the place, the boy gave an intense sigh that caught the attention of the heroes "Mr Addams is right ... we have to stick together in this place and keep your eyes open" the boy said lightly while looking at his fellows of the same age , while for Allan the boy just shook his head slightly ...
"Let's leave this topic to one side … and let's find something out" the old man spoke in a tone of amusement
"What would it be?" Naofumi asked with some anticipation…
"What year are we from?"
"I do not understand ?" Ren looked at Allan as if he were looking at a madman…
"We are in another world right? …so that might mean that we come from different worlds or time "
The heroes' brain gears started to move and they all came to the same conclusion… Addams was right…
"At 3 … 1. … 2 … 3.."
"2156"
"2035"
"2089"
"2047"
"2013"
*Phiou*
Allan whistled lightly "Looks like I was right…one more question in any of your worlds was there anything strange? … for example magic? "Allan cast the bait for the boys waiting for one to reveal vital information … if there is another Quirk user this would be a warning to the old man …
All heroes were silent until Naofumi moved his lips…
"In my world there is something different… strange skills" the boy spoke, but seemed to show some signs of not wanting to talk about it…
Addams focused his gaze on the boy forcing him to speak ..
"Hamm … they were called Quirks, they emerged in the first war and became more intense after an incident that led to the destruction of the White House in 2035" the boy spoke in a pained tone "And I don't have these skills"
The warning bells echoed in the head of the old man who received confirmation that the boy came from the same world as him, even though he came a few years later in 2047… Allan also noted that Naofumi probably suffered from his lack of individuality due to his tone of voice …
*Claap*
Putting his two hands together, the noise brought the heroes out of their mental confusion, Allan stretched his back and faced the young men "Well it's decided then…tomorrow we'll talk to the king…but now let's rest if not my old body can't take it…today it was already a lot of adrenaline for a single day "
The four heroes nodded in agreement and were leaving the place and saying a "Good night" to the old assassin who smiled at the young heroes...
"These boys remind me of my youth … always happy and carefree" with that the old man lay down on his bed sheets …
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*Shhfuuu*
The noise of the wind coming through Allan's room made a small hum, this noise came from the bedroom window that was opened by four figures who entered the room…
One by one the figures walked to the sheet-covered deformation on the bed…
The first figure placed his hand on top of the sheets…. An error …
As soon as it was uncovered the old man was waiting for the assassins, the first figure was shot in the head, which painted the face of the figure behind it…
Taking out their daggers the three assassins ran towards the old man ready to kill him, but the old man being much more experienced jumped out of bed and threw a book he had on a small table beside his bed against the head of one of the assassins and shot another in the head, the assassin who took the book between his eyes was a little stunned and with his gun the old man shot him in the head…
The last assassin lost the strength of his legs and fell to the side of the bed while wetting his pants…
Allan walked to the side of it and took off his mask revealing a beautiful woman…
"W-w-pp-pp-please… let me go" some tears ran down her face until she felt something cold in her head… that something was the barrel of Allan's gun…
"You were unlucky girl … I'm in favor of gender equality" the assassin spoke in a joking tone and pulled the trigger of the gun ending the woman's life ….
"AHaaaa" the old man sighed as he scratched his head "These donkeys tried to kill me but failed … a pity since their opponent was me"
Allan ran his hate-filled eyes over the bodies on the floor "I can't believe these pigs woke me up to this … nor was it a worthy challenge"
Walking to the side of the bodies, the old man shifted them until he found an insignia on one of the bodies…
The old man studied the insignia and remembered one of the flags that adorned the castle…
"Hahaha" Allan chuckled lightly as he saw this "Looks like you really want the hammer... king "
The man shifted his gaze to the bodies and began to think 'How am I going to turn this situation in my favor… hmmm'
The old man thought and thought until he remembered that he was in a medieval world where wars are the only thing that exists … and surely this kingdom must have enemies who would kill an assassin or two …
With a psychotic smile and with his face covered in moonlight the old man looked at the bodies dumped on the ground "Time to create a good old-fashioned intrigue to stir these calm waters … after all why am I going to get tired killing these pigs if I can do it have others do it for me "
To be continued …