First Day As A Normal Family 3

Vincent went to lay the man traps. It didn't take him long, all he had to do was lay them down and then pour a small amount of poison on them. By some miracle, he had managed to do this without anyone noticing, even though it was late in the morning. The only people he encountered were the wolf tribe who guarded the forest's borders. It is surprising that none of them saw him, even though their senses are superior to those of humans. As soon as he had finished his work with the traps, he was on his way home. Just as he was about to head back to his home, he heard human voices approaching in his direction, which happened to be a forest where ordinary people don't venture. Who knows, it might have been his lucky day to catch a group of intruders. So he decided to keep quiet for the time being and find out as much information as he could from this group.

|| Are you sure it's a good idea to go into that forest in the middle of the day? Sounds like suicide to me. ||

|| Believe me, they have fewer guards now than they will have at night. We have a better chance now than later. ||

|| What are you so scared of? It's just a bunch of madmen. ||

|| I have a bad feeling about this whole situation. Remind me why we are doing this? ||

|| It is very simple. We were hired to find exotic beauty, and where better to find it than in this forest? ||

|| Are you telling me that we risk our own lives just so someone can have a new toy? No thanks, get me out of this job. ||

|| What do you mean, write you out of this job? We need your magic to make sure everything goes according to plan. ||

|| It's no longer my problem, I've already resigned, preferring to become a potion seller rather than interfere with the trade of other races. ||

|| Do you think we'll just let you quit when you find out what we're up to? ||

|| Bravo, what an exciting thing to talk about, let me join in. I promise to be kind to you and give you a quick death. Now, unless you can be persuaded to give me all the information you have on the illegal trade, I will consider letting you live. ||

|| Hahaha, I was getting worried, but it turned out to be just a kid playing hero. You'd better go back to your mum, we're the grown-ups here. ||

|| I may be a child, but I am still enough to rip off your heads and make candle stands out of them. Actually it's a really good idea, Ian has always liked that kind of vibe. ||

|| Enough nice talk, prepare for death, you bastard. Once I've finished with you, I promise my next target will be the Ian you care about. That way you won't feel alone in the hell I'm about to send you to. ||

As soon as Vincent heard these words, the atmosphere around him grew darker, just as his eyes quickly turned from blue to red. Before the man had time to move, Vin appeared at great speed right next to him, grabbing the man's face and slamming it to the ground. All that was left of the man's head was a bloody stain on the ground, along with the rest of his motionless body. Vincent was in too much of a rage to care about the blood he had on his hand as well as on his clothes. With a psychopathic grin and blood on his face, he looked at the group, who were trembling with fear.

|| Do you still have the nerve to be a threat to my Ian? What happened? Did the cat take your tongues? ||

|| P-please forgive us. W-we never intended to threaten anyone. ||

|| In that case, will you be polite and tell me about your work? ||

|| I'll explain everything. Just don't hurt me ||

|| Great, in which case I don't need the rest. My apologies, but I am in need of your skulls as a gift for Ian. Don't hold it against me, I just don't know when I'll get another chance like this. ||

In less than two minutes, Vincent got rid of the whole group, except for the magician who wanted to give up this risky job. Of course, as he said, he tore off any heads from the immobile bodies, arranged them in one place and poured in a special acid designed to dissolve the soft tissues. After this process, he would look through the skulls to select the ones in the best condition, leaving out those that were in bad shape or had no teeth. At the same time that Vin was considering his choice of skull, the mage he had left alive knew that if he stopped being useful, he would end up the same or worse.

|| What a pity that out of such a group of people only three skulls were in good condition.... But back to our conversation, tell me everything you know. ||

|| Yes, sir. ||

The magician explained everything he knew in simple but detailed terms. Vincent was surprised by the caution as well as the precision of his explanation. The explanation lasted only five minutes, which may have seemed like the mage had little information, but it was quite the opposite.

|| You've been surprisingly useful, but I'm afraid I don't need you anymore. ||

|| P-please spare me, I will do my best to be of some use to you. I can even be your servant if you have mercy on my life. ||

|| No matter how you look at it, I could use a servant. If I heard correctly, you even have a good knowledge of potions, right? ||

|| That's right, I specialize in potions and I can also use healing magic. I will be useful, right? ||

|| You know that if you become my servant, you won't be able to escape me, right? After all, are you going to serve someone like me? ||

|| I am willing to sell my own soul to a demon in order to continue to live. ||

|| Haha, in that case, you are in luck, because I need someone talented in medicine. ||

|| R-really? ||

|| So, does my new servant have a name, then? ||

|| P-please call me simply Bill. ||

|| Great, Bill, help hide the remaining bones in the bag, it's a shame to go to waste with such material. ||

|| D-do we really have to take these bones with us? ||

|| If we don't take them with us, the others will think that their people have been killed. And they would make you the guilty one because you were the only one who survived. ||

|| Thank you for the explanation, sir. ||

|| Get rid of the formality and just call me Vincent. ||

|| In that case, if I may ask, who is this Ian? Of course I don't mean to sound rude, I'm just curious.... ||

|| Ian is the love of my life. I want to warn you that we are not normal in the human sense. As you can probably see, I'm just a thirteen-year-old kid who miraculously adopted two four-year-olds. ||

|| It must be difficult for you to raise two children. ||

|| It is more fun than difficult. Despite the fact that Ian is a boy, these children still call him "Mom" and refer to him with the feminine pronoun. I think they both disagree that Ian is the same gender as me. ||

|| I wouldn't worry about it, they'll get over it eventually. ||

|| You're right, in the end they're not going to call him that for the rest of his life. But so far I think it's cute. ||

Vincent, along with Bill, discussed various things on their way back to the residence. Bill begins to wonder if he inadvertently made a good decision working under Vincent, who is diabolically terrifying when he is in a bad mood. Despite what he's seen with his own eyes, he has to admit that he didn't expect the demon he gave his freedom to be so protective of his family. A brief description of the new character: Bill is an 18-year-old bounty hunter who is also a mage and alchemist. He has short lavender hair and graphite eyes. Although he works in a risky profession, he is not scarred or wounded. Although he is a fearful type of person, he has the determination to do whatever it takes to survive.

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