After Desmond left, shadows arrived near the location of the dungeon.

“Hmm?” One of the shadows sees the leaves and shrubs falling near the cellar door.

“What’s wrong? ” asked the shadow next to it.

“Is it autumn now?”

“Hmm? Not yet, still summer.”

“Then how do you explain that some leaves are falling in the area around there,” the shadow said while pointing to the bushes.

The people in the shadows began focusing their eyes before laughter erupted.

“Hahaha … Nice joke! Don’t worry; maybe it was carried away by the wind. Look at the trees that are blowing so hard above us,” the shadow said, pointing at the leaves that were on the trees blowing very hard.

“Hmm … that’s right, maybe I was worried too much.”

“Never mind, the grandmaster ordered us to keep an eye on this family, but we haven’t had anything suspicious in the past three years. Maybe Grandmaster Weston and Master Noel’s suspicions were too exaggerated.”

“Well, I hope that’s true; I want to hurry this job completely; it’s such a tiring job.”

“Yeah, we also ain’t doing while our friend has been to a party every night.”

With the night so long and cold, the two shadows keep talking until they are bored and begin to keep an eye on the Desmond family. The shadows are the special forces of Grandmaster Weston, who have been specially trained in all situations.

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After Desmond exited the basement, he entered the castle through the back door in the kitchen.

The kitchen door was squeaking, and it was very dark. The large chandelier above the dining table became the lighting, as well as the moonlight reflection that entered through the windows near the dining table.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of lightning, “Huh!” gasped Desmond in surprise. A bright flash of light suddenly blocks his vision; after a moment, he regains his sight and then sees a human-shaped shadow standing right in front of the dining table.

“Huh ?!” When Desmond saw this shadow, he became alert and tightly gripped the sword on his hip.

Step by step, Desmond slowly approached the shadow. Meanwhile, Desmond’s body also slowly became visible again.

When Desmond was near the shadow, he saw a girl sleeping at the dining table. This girl also held a box while sleeping; Desmond felt relieved and lowered his guard.

“You just startled me, sis” Desmond said while looking at the gift his elder sister was holding. He shook his head and mumbled, “It’s been one year, yeah.”

It had been one year since their parents had left Desmond and his sister; this made Desmond forget about his birthday. Alice, who loves Desmond, always surprises him every year. Last year, Alice gifted him a sword scabbard, which he still uses now.

Not only Alice but Desmond had also changed. These years, Alice kept pouring love and showing kindness to him, which reminded him of his old family.

Although they were a stranger in his heart, a seed had grown and unconsciously he slowly accepted Alice as his sister.

“Come on, sis, it’s cold outside.” Desmond then carried Alice and headed to the second floor. The sister he thought annoying and troublesome at first slowly become an adorable elder sister and woman in his heart.

Desmond was taller than Alice and usually swung a 5kg wooden sword every day, so her weight was nothing.

When he arrived on the second floor, Desmond went straight to Alice’s room. He opened the door with his left hand and slowly put Alice on the bed.

While Desmond was laying Alice down on the bed, he suddenly felt a hand holding his clothes. He glanced back to see Alice still sleeping, but her hand tightly held his hand. Desmond then looked at Alice’s face only to see that her eyes were still closed but with a sad smile on her face and a tear falling from her eyes.

“Father, Mother, don’t leave me again. I miss you all.”

Desmond, who heard this, unconsciously rubbed Alice’s head and sighed inwardly 

A pity , this age is an important age where parents give their love toward their child.

In the case of a girl, she may grow hating her parents or searching for another man for protection.

Sigh, now they need me to take care of her…

Alice’s expression then changed slightly, and her mouth curved to form a smile. Desmond covered Alice’s body and left the room.

Just by looking at her, a warm feeling reminded him back to his past where his family also took care of him and gave everything to him even though they are a Mafia. A family is still the closest person in the world beside your wife.

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After entering his room, Desmond immediately jumped into his bed.

“Ahhh,” Desmond moaned and turned around to stare at the ceiling of his room.

“My body doesn’t feel the slightest bit of pain; even the burn marks I got from this dungeon are gone,” Desmond said as he opened his clothes a little while touching them.

Previously, there were burn marks on his muscular abdomen; if this happened to him in his old world, people would expect these burns to be permanent, never to be healed or removed.

But because Desmond managed to focus on healing, the severe wounds were completely invisible.

While staring at the ceiling, he also muttered, “Status.”

[Scanning Host Body…]

[Scan Complete !]

[

-Status-

Name: Desmond

Gender: Male

Age: 3 years

Race: Human

Class: Swordsman

Occupation: None

Unique Energy: 5.05

Strength: 7.04

Agility : 0.44

Stamina: 1.63

]

“Hmm, my agility has increased, but I don’t feel any change.” When Desmond looked at his status, he suddenly heard a roar from the sky and saw through the window that it was raining.

Desmond accidentally focused his gaze on every drop of water that fell from the sky.

It was like the world had stopped, and all the water droplets that were about to fall had stopped in the air or rather slowed down.

“Maybe this is a benefit from increasing Agility. Not bad; just added a little but had a decent effect.

“Let’s see what we get this year.” Desmond shifted his gaze to the gift box he’d taken from Alice’s hand.

The gift was in the form of a box and was only the size of a hand. There was also a large ribbon tied around the gift box.

Desmond pulled the ribbon in the middle of the box, and the wrapping of the box opened to reveal a necklace.

The necklace chain seemed to be made of silver, with a dragon’s head formed in the necklace’s center.

Desmond just shook his head. “After the sword scabbard, now a necklace?

Desmond held the necklace in both hands. “Thank you, sis; you care a lot about me.

Now it’s time to hide this dangerous item.” Desmond then opened the cupboard and pulled the rope that was in the cupboard.

After Desmond had put down his original sword, he then began meditation to increase his Unique Energy.

“System, did you keep my parents’ battle records?”

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Creating Task…

Used 1 Slot

Status: Working 0%

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[Working 50% ..]

[Status: Completed]

[Saving to Database …]

[Data Saved!]

[System Suggestion: Yes, it was a recording three years ago, where at that time, the Host’s parents were being attacked by the assassin. Did the host want to play the tape?]

“Yes, please.”

With that, Desmond, who was cross-legged on the bed, started to meditate while playing back the recording of the battle between Leona, Bastian, and the assassins.

Desmond had been doing this technique for years.. Making him see the scene repeatedly allowed Desmond’s body to slowly mimic some of the movements that were on the tape.