Human market.

Kill an aristocrat.

Chapter 8.

The report has gone. The first clash between the IPPI organization and vassal Fred Handrick is 25 days away. Lale and Fel immediately decided to bring them up to date and began preparations for future battles. They have to learn and master a lot of new things in a short period of time.

"And so you and I are running out of time, so delve into it on the go. To begin with, we need to improve your physical characteristics and temper your character. In order not to die at the first minute, when meeting with aristocrats."

Gabriela was the mentor and started the same evening when the girl returned. The guys were not even given a chance to catch their breath.

"Good."

The training area was located underground, huge. The size is several times larger than the mansion, that is, under the entire plot. Fully sheathed and no noise comes out, the walls are made of high quality and strong metal. Even with a cannonball shot, there won't be a scratch.

"Wow." Burst from the lips of Lale.

“And the truth is amazing. This is not easy to get. Even among aristocrats, few can afford to equip a room like this. And even more so, to hide it from the eyes of the vassals." Fel thought to himself.

The people were impressed by the underground structure, but most of all, what they were able to do under the noses of the entire human market.

"Surprised?"

"Yes."

"It's just incredible."

First, Cruz ran them through all the machines, thereby testing speed, accuracy, brute strength and endurance. After that, I took the indicators and began to prepare a program for them, according to which this couple can increase their skills several times. But it will not be so easy and you will have to make a lot of effort.

"Huh, I'm exhausted."

"Yes, it is not very pleasant to take your body into an exhausting state."

“Hmm, pretty good. I expected less. Run 20 km, hitting the target 10 out of 10, stretching and speed are also at the level of an athlete, and lift 30 times, 60 kg, equal to their weight. Well done, but the most difficult thing lies ahead."

"Okay, let's go to another room."

Unlike physical training, the second stage became very problematic for our heroes, at least for one of them for sure. In a separate room, they had already organised 2 aristocrats, sitting tied up in a chair. Lale and Fel were handed out loaded pistols and, going inside, Gabriela said:

"Now you need to kill them. These are 2 aristocrats from the human market. They were famous for their special cruelty and finished off, each of 20 servants. According to the rules of our organization, such creatures do not deserve the right to live and are subject to immediate liquidation."

"What?"

"Kill a man?"

For the guy and the girl, it came as a shock. They did not expect such a sharp turn of events.

At this time, Handrick, while conducting his guard, walked along Gotherstics Street, heading to the casino standing on the corner. And it was run by a vassal, Jake Norton. The only person who does not concern the affairs of the human market and always plays the role of an observer.

"And so, who is still ready to test their strength and try to play poker? Do not hesitate to go through and check how good luck is to you, dear guests."

Jake stood at the table doing the job of an ordinary croupier. It's ridiculous because of his status. Fred never understood why he had such power, did not use it and stayed away from others. But what annoyed him most of all was that such a person would take the place of an untouchable.

"I want to play. One on one, Norton. Do you accept the challenge?"

This is not the first time Fred has tried to take his place, but so far without success. And also, he always plays and does not pay an equal fee. As usual, no honor. Although, for such a piece of crap, it's no surprise.

"Mr. Handrick. What are we playing for?"

"On the letter D. You will lose and this place is mine. I agree?"

"It goes. Give it to us, honey."

Without hesitation, he agreed to the rules and put his place on the line. His wife, always replaced in the absence of Norton and was in charge of the casino, so she knew how to distribute it.

"Do you all know the rules?"

She asked before starting. The game is quite simple. You draw 2 cards and put 5 cards on the table by the dealer. The one with the stronger combination won. Pure luck and nothing else, you can only rely on it. Or cheat, but in the case of Jake, it is simply unrealistic to do this, and even more so on his own territory.

"Yes."

The two answered. Fred face betrayed him completely. It can be seen how he dreamed of victory even before the start of the game. Although, he has nothing to worry about. After all, Handrick does not risk anything.

"Then let's get started. Dear Participants."

The game began and Handrick cards were extremely good. 4 kings. There is little that can beat such power and it should almost be a one hundred percent victory. Unless Norton gets a Street Flash or a Royal Flash.

“I never considered you a vassal. You have always been disgusting to me. If I take your place, I will forever reserve myself on the untouchable list. I will no longer have to worry about this battle to stay afloat and fear that Mr. Edward will throw me out as unnecessary trash." I thought to myself, Handrick.

"Are we opening up?"

"Yes."

"Kare."

Victory thought to himself, but alas, luck was not on his side again and he lost.

"Royal Flash."

And Norton put together an even better combination and won. The strongest in poker. Is this really pure luck or is there some kind of catch, but Jake in all games with Fred, each time pulling this combination.

"Damn, why? Why is someone like you sitting in this place? You are not worthy of this. Norton."

Alarmed like mad. In no way do I agree with the idea that he is untouchable. True, they reacted rather calmly to his tantrums.

"Please be quiet in my casino, Mr. Handrick."

And they politely asked me to leave the establishment. In which case, the guards were ready to take out the ill-wisher by brute force.

"TC". Flipped the table and left the building, Fred.

"Lale? Did you kill him?"

So she showed the dark essence of the girl. Unlike Fel, whose hand did not rise to commit the murder, the girl immediately pulled the trigger. The new goal, to take revenge on the offender who killed her mother, radically changed her character.

"Wow. Well it does. Shoot the first time without hesitation. Only the snake was able to do this for the first time. Me and others always took a long time to decide before making a choice." I thought to myself Gabriela.

"You yourself said that you wanted to change the foundations of the human market. So what are you waiting for? What are you standing for? Kill him. Sooner or later, you will have to do it anyway. Or was it just idle chatter? Your words to me in the room."

"Even now I want to change the gray city for the better, but I cannot kill the one who did nothing to me. I'm not a killer."

Fel categorically refused to shoot the aristocrat. Their mouths were tied, so he could not speak and only bellowed loudly. Thus, he asked for pardon, but alas, this is not such a good organization. Even if the guy does not do it, he will still be killed.

"A rag. Do not show yourself in front of me again."

Revenge, of course, is such a thing, it encourages you to do crazy things. But this is too much. From the old and eternally afraid Lale, not a trace remained.

Babakh.

Without a drop of doubt, Lale shot the second in the head, thereby depriving Fel of the chance to show his character. Everything is clear with him. He wouldn't have had enough spirit to shoot.

“They're both dead. We passed? That's right, Miss Cruz."

“M, yeah. She's dangerous. You need to be on the lookout. It is unknown what else she can throw." I thought to myself Gabriela.

"In general, each one needed one, and you took two of them. Well, how do you order me to judge you?"

"Award the second to him. He helped me, so I want to repay the debt. If you tell others so, it will surely work."

This is just a test, but if the guy hesitates in a real confrontation, the enemy will not wait for him until this Mr. Merci musters up the courage to shoot. To send so mentally unprepared, pure suicide.

"Sorry, but I can not. But I'll have a little respite. During these 3 weeks, we will temper his character and give him one more chance to repeat the test. Will such an alignment suit? I'm just not ready to take responsibility for his life."

"Yes, it is quite. I fully agree with you."

“Yes, they scoff. They talk about murder for granted. I cannot do this. No matter how much time has passed for me, it is beyond my power."

Fel raised his hand.

"I want to refuse to participate."

Lale ran up and hit him several times, so hard that he was already bent over. And then she grabbed him by the hair and said:

"Yes, you are insolent. You wanted me to help this damn organization with you. Now what? You just ran away. You are not a man, but a piece of s**t. Don't you dare take your words back. Otherwise, I will never forgive you."

"But, but...."

Without letting him finish, Cruz interrupted and got into a scuffle.

"Okay, enough for you. Go to rest."

Then Gabriela calmed them down and sent them to their rooms. The couple did not say another word to each other. All night they were silent, twisted in the clouds.

The next day, the servants again got to the bottom of Sylvia and beat her because she got out from the rest.

“They are not grateful. Let me fit in. It doesn't suit me."

Meybi did not watch the mess behind her for a long time and intervened in their showdown.

"So so so. And what do we have here?"

"Madam."

"Sorry."

"It's all her fault. She wanted to rob you."

We tried to drain all the blame and shield ourselves from Cullen.

"Is that so Sylvia?" Meybi asked.

"No, madam." The maid answered.

"Take the knife and kill them all. Right now."

"Yes."

"Wait madam...."

Before they could finish, all three of them found themselves with their throats cut.

"I'm finished." Sylvia smiled. Showing his other, his dark side

“Ah, you're just something. Without a doubt. I'm proud of you, Sylvia."

“Could you Fel do that? And could you pass the IPPI test and kill the aristocrat? Oh no. You are a very kind boy. I know it. You do not have this unique and beautiful quality."