Chapter 46 - Brances Emotions Go Out Of Control (1/2)

{LISTEN TO ME, BRANCE, IF YOU RUSH IN THERE NOW, NOT ONLY WILL YOU ALERT THE GUY NEXT DOOR, BUT YOULL ALSO BE PUTTING THOSE KIDS IN DANGER!}

Cynrik struggled to keep his grip on his brother, who had a full 26 STR point advantage over him while screaming into the mind link.

But before he could talk some sense into his brother, Brance leaned back and headbutted Cynrik in the face.

- You have received 20 points of damage -

- Current HP 440/460 -

The hit stunned Cynrik momentarily, forcing his grip to loosen and giving Brance the space he needed to spin around and deliver a powerful kick to Cynriks chest hurtling him across the room onto the bed.

- You have received 75 points of damage -

- Current HP 365/460 -

Before Cynrik could jump up and charge forward, Brance opened the door and dashed out of the room.

{We don't have time to lose Cynrik.} Leaving those words, Brance left the door open and swiftly made his way to the room where the person was beating the child.

{FUCK!} Cynrik slammed his hands on the ground and equipt his AC loadout before running out of the room. He watched as his brother equipt his Tank loadout and, using all his strength, burst through the door into the room where the children were.

”TSK,” sucking his teeth, Cynrik made a b-line for the room next door where the man who was previously sleeping was now out of bed and walking towards the door. Both the man and Cynrik made it to the door simultaneously, and the moment he opened it, Cynrik was on him.

”What the fu….” Before finishing the statement, he was stabbed violently multiple times by Cynrik with both of his now extended hidden blades.

” Couldn't wait….”

STAB STAB

”30 fucking seconds….”

STAB STAB STAB

” you just had to fucking rush ahead,” Cynrik watched as the man's eyes rolled back in his head before delivering a spinning back kick to the man's stomach flinging him backward several feet.

-You Have Killed a Level 16 Human-

- Since you defeated an enemy more than twice your level, you have received double rewards. -

-You have Obtained 3000 Essence-

-You have obtained 2 DEX points-

-You have received 2 KIN points-

-Tier 1 Mana Codex located would you like to extract it Y/N-

BANG

CLANG

Startled by the loud noises next door, Cynrik quickly hit ”Yes” and shoved the newly acquired codex into his inventory before rushing towards his brother. But, unfortunately, some of what he saw upon reaching the room was what he was expecting to find.

On one side of the room, a man dressed in female clothing held a young boy around their age in front of themselves like a meat shield, while Brance was on the other side, with a little girl behind him.

”Cough, well, quite the party I've walked into now, isn't it.” Cynrik couldn't help but stifle a laugh as he saw what the man was wearing.

”My guy, drag just isn't your thing,” the person holding the young boy was wearing a bright yellow sundress that was covered in flowers and two sizes too small. Aside from being exceptionally well built physically, it seemed out of place for him to be wearing the dress and sporting an olden-time bonnet atop his head. In addition, Cynrik noticed the person had smeared makeup heavily all over his face.

”Damn, you even went all out with a wig and all; what should I call you my fairest lady?” Cynrik took a graceful bow before giving a charming smile to the man in drag.

”I WON'T LET YOU TAKE MY DARLING CHILDREN FROM THEIR MOTHER!” The frantic man in drag screamed while pulling a dagger from his inventory and holding it to the struggling young boy's throat.

Watching this, Brance grit his teeth but stayed silent. Although he had just attacked his brother meer seconds ago, he could tell by the act Cynrik was putting on that he had already concocted some kind of scheme and was ignoring his little outburst.

”Aint no one tryina take your kids ma'am; you see, look, I'm just a harmless kid myself,” trying to sound as non-threatening as possible, Cynrik lowered his hood and showed off his face to the man in drag, who showed a flabbergasted expression.

His expression, however, was not as priceless as the one the young boy had; realization appeared over his face as he recognized the unarmed boy standing in the doorway.