First Death

"Then just take it and have some fun. If you come across any problems, then I'll exchange it for something else. I've been using the same craftsman's revolvers for the past two years and I haven't experienced any problems. Unfortunately, I've heard that some nobles are complaining about these revolvers failing randomly."

Hearing this, Keith frowned as he remembered a character from the novel who had a history in crafting revolvers but had a lot of resistance from the nobles of the empire.

"Will it be possible for you to tell me this craftsman's name?"

"Alvlin Bragus, that's his name."

Keith nodded and left the weapons store with the box in hand. The first thing he did was to go back to his sister's house and hid the box in the guest room which he was allowed to stay at temporarily. 

Once he was done, he opened up the package and wore his uniform in front of the mirror. 

The suit wasn't exactly luxurious as it wasn't made of silk, which was the go to fabric type used by the nobles. Instead, every single piece of his uniform was made of cotton. 

'From the texture, it looks like it's high quality. To think that I'm getting something like this for free... hmm... feels nice actually.' he thought as he put them on. 

They were slightly lose as he was extremely lanky, but he didn't really pose much of a problem as he could use a belt to keep his pants from falling off. He looked different in the uniform compared to his regular clothes.

"I like this professional look better." he commented as he looked at his reflection. 

The uniform consisted of two compulsory pieces and the other two were optional. The compulsory ones were the formal shirt and pants while the optional ones were the waistcoat and the blazer. 

Keith liked the look of wearing all four of them, but then he took out a trench coat from the package and put it on after taking off his blazer. 

'With this, it'll be easier to hide my revolver and there are a lot of pockets too. Will be very useful if used right.' he thought as he nodded at his reflection before taking off the uniform. He then grabbed the two trench coats and the two blazers before heading out of his room. 

He walked straight to the Kitchen where his sister mostly was during this time and saw her sitting on a chair with her back faced towards the door. Just from a glance, he could tell that she was breastfeeding her second child who was only four months old at the moment. 

"Rebecca? I need your help with something." he said, announcing his arrival while standing at he kitchen's entrance. 

She turned around and looked at him, "What is it?"

"Just need you to stitch me a holder for my uniform. Four in total, here's my blazers and trench coats." 

Rebecca nodded and turned back to look at her baby, "Okay, leave them in the living room and I'll do it for you. I'll have one ready by tomorrow so that you won't have problems going to work tomorrow."

She then paused for a second before hurriedly pulling her son off of her and fixed her clothes. She turned around and looked at Keith with a surprised look on her face, "You got a damn revolver?! How did you even know about them? Wait don't tell me..."

Keith gave her a blank and confused look, "Was I not supposed to know?"

"You just... just go back to your room. Adam will be hearing form me tonight and I won't go easy on him. I don't care if he goes and drinks with his buddies at night but there's no way I'm tolerating it when he nonchalantly gives my brother a damn murder weapon!" she spat furiously as she glared at Keith even though she was angry at her husband. 

The corners of Keith's lips rose up for a second before he opened his mouth to speak. 

"Rebecca, listen. From today onwards, I'll be working with the detectives of the church to both protect people who might have a chance of getting attacked, and also trying to subjugate the attackers. I'll need a weapon to protect both myself and the clients. Think about it logically, yeah?" he said as he walked towards her and gave her a hug.

"I'm glad that you're worried about me, but you shouldn't be angry at Adam you know? This weapon could potentially save my life and it's a fact that my job is a dangerous one." 

His eyes were on his baby nephew who was staring at him from the top of the kitchen counter as he patted his sister's back, trying to calm her down. 

Rebecca said nothing for a few seconds before letting out a sigh. 

"Fine, I understand. Just... don't become like Robert."

Keith nodded and pulled himself away from her before nodding with a smile on his face. Seeing him smile, even Rebecca couldn't hold herself back and giggled instead. 

"You bastard of a brother, you never hugged me before heiheihei. Anyways, you said you have a revolver right?"

"I never did. You just assumed that I did but you're right, I do have a revolver and they use the same bullets that Adam can create, so I plan on asking him to give me some that he has been saving for all this time."

Rebecca nodded, "Don't worry about that. While going out tomorrow, you'll see a small box at the entrance so just take that and go. If you need extra bullets, just ask me."

"You're the best sis! Love you!" Keith exclaimed as he grinned ear to ear and left he kitchen. 

As he walked back to his room, the expression on his face turned serious as a translucent screen appeared in front of him. 

[The host of the Revenge System has perished.]

Cause of death: Stab wound, excessive blood loss.

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