Newbie Job (2)

"Three beginner missions... Well, they indeed seem like one, but I never came across such a weird one..."

Kyle was seen walking out of a vegetable shop with a bag filled with some fruits and such as he observed the slip in hands with a serious face while chewing over some blue apple-looking fruit.

'First mission is scaring off local thugs interfering with some commoner's business, next is beating up and warning some local money bigshots and rip off some money... Well, these two are good. I will be able to get some short time living funds with them. It's not too much work nor much brainy shit, but this last one?'

Kyle frowned as he took another bite of the fruit in his hand and read up the last quest in his hands.

"The fuck is with stealing a 'vase' from some old house? Is it some hidden item or something? Mercenaries don't take such jobs; even local thieves can do it. Why bring up mercenaries with a job of fight and violence into a stealing job?"

As Kyle read it, a deep sigh flashed over his face as his gaze fell over a little kid with rather dirty and tattered clothes looking at his face with a grumbling stomach.

Kyle scoffed and passed the whole bag of fruits over to the kid while brushing off his rough hairs. He just left with a comment, "Consider it a blessing for me to get some work after recovery..."

By the time the little girl grabbed the bag, Kyle had already somehow disappeared from the surrounding. She also said nothing after attempting to search him a few times and just happily left with the fruit bag. Meanwhile, after just a few hours, Kyle was seen knocking on some door of some apartments on the second floor.

*Knock! Knock!*

"Who's it? I don't remember asking any guy for a meeting today?"

The voice came out from inside that local apartment. Kyle stayed silent and knocked more aggressively.

*Knock! Knock! Knock!*

"Oye!? Who's annoying me this early in the morning!? Are ya crazy!?"

*Knock! Knock! Knock! Knock!*

"This fucker!? Let me show yo--"

The door was suddenly opened by a baldy with gold piercings over his eyebrows and ears in typical colorful open-shirt clothes. But the moment he opened his door, showing that aggressive dog-like face, his nose was immediately greeted by Kyle's hammer-like fist.

"Cough! Ghuh! Agh!!!"

The thug was tossed back into the apartment room like a bouncing ball, tripping over three times on the floor before finally stopping after getting knocked over the walls of the room.

"Took you a lot of time~"

Kyle scoffed coldly as he rolled up his sleeves and entered the apartment room while closing the doors of the room. As he entered, his gaze went around the room.

The whole place was a mess, with booze bottles lying everywhere and trash bags, but cornered in the room and many such trashy qualities. Seeing such conditions, Kyle's expressions became even darker.

"You better hope I don't get this shitty smell over me before I leave here..."

"Cough! Cough! Ack-- my lungs... My brea- isn't cat-hing u--!?"

The baldy thug Kyle had just punched already seemed to be half dead with an absolutely shattered nose and a badly hurt stomach area because of the impact with the floor.

"... Well, at least you are breathing..."

Kyle couldn't care less about others' situations as he coldly moved forward. Arriving in front of him, he smashed his feet right under his ribs, tossing him a few meters away to the other corner of the room.

"Agh! Cough! Ackkk!!!"

"You are breathing, but your victims aren't; now that's unfair and I... Like to be fair."

Kyle commented and coldly took out his belt. So began the punishment half drawn from heavens as he kept beating him up with the belt again and again and again.

Even as his skin was peeled off and blood flew all over the place, Kyle kept beating him up again and again. Finally, after about half an hour, Kyle was seen taking another belt from the room as his own belt had shattered off completely.

"Crazy fuck... Don't let me see you again."

Kyle scoffed while spitting over the thug covering his body lying on the ground, weeping tears of blood as he shivered each moment with blood and wounds all over his body.

"Now then, on to the next..."

Kyle released his deep breath and rolling back his sleeves, he calmly opened up the apartment floor again. As he did, there was already a crowd full of people outside drawn here by screams of that thug.

'Ah! Right, this is the capital! The other places didn't care about such things; it's regular work in countryside places, but now here--'

"Woah! Finally, someone punished that bastard!!!"

Kyle was just drowning in how much things have escalated, but that sudden voice suddenly caught all the attention of the crowd. As the next moment, everyone brightened up in joy.

"Hahaha!"

"He has been really too much pain in the ass!"

"We couldn't complain because of our family safety from his gang! But if it's this much, no bastards will dare come back here!"

"Haha! Thank you, brother!"

Kyle was immediately greeted by a happy crowd. But things had become too awkward for him as he immediately left the place away from the crowd.

"Ah! Yeah... Now please excuse me! I have work!"

Kyle immediately left the place, struggling his way out. While at the same time, a figure sitting over the roof of the building was seen taking out the lollipop from his mouth with his gaze over Kyle moving through the streets.

"Well, he feels quite average..."

He scoffed as the next second, suddenly, his figure vanished from the room. At the same time, after about a few hours, Kyle was seen standing over the unconscious body of a few local thugs inside a house. The family of that house was seen standing over the corner of the house, covering up eyes of the kids.

*Click! Click!*

Kyle took the pics of their condition. They don't seem like they would be able to even crawl anytime soon. And next, looking at the family, he casually stated.

"Job done, sir. Thugs won't be disturbing you anytime soon then. Feel free to post a request at 'Blue Rose Drinks' anytime."

As Kyle said that, the man who seemed like the head of the family with wife and kids just nodded. But even with that much, Kyle could see uncertainty, fear, and a look of disgust in the eyes of his wife as she looked at him.

'No big deal, mercenaries are always loathed at; last time might be just over a decade of luck.'

Kyle scoffed on his own, and taking his phone back over pockets and dragging up the bodies of those thugs outside, he just casually bade his farewell.

"Then hope you pay me more next time and bonus for cleanup hahaha!"

Kyle covered up the slight grief with a smiling face and left the place with a smile, closing off the doors. As the common family still trembled at the horror they witnessed.

"I know we requested it... But he... What kind of cold puppet is this guy!?"

The weak hearted woman was immediately taken aback as soon as he left, the man also sighed feeling grief of excellently well done job that he requested himself, and so was the fate of mercenaries in this world, righteousness isn't a path for them... At All!

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