Narrator: Dav stared at Guy 1 with his blood-red eyes.
His serious and relentless gaze made the man's blood freeze, suffocating under the crushing aura.
Thug 1: (Shouting, making a desperate attack) Take this, bastard!
Dav: (Effortlessly blocking the punch with two fingers) Who exactly is the "bastard" here?
Narrator: With a slight pressure, Dav twisted Thug 1’s wrist, forcing him to his knees.
The air grew heavy.
Thug 2: (Annoyed) Boss, let’s finish him off!
Thug 1: (Biting his lip, cold sweat beading on his forehead) Shut up, you idiot. Kneel and stay silent.
Thug 2: (Shocked) What the hell are you saying, boss?!
Thug 1: (Voice trembling but firm) I won’t repeat myself.
Narrator: Dav pressed his foot lightly on Thug 1’s head, pushing him to the ground with disdain.
Dav: (With a cold smile) So, you’re smart as well as ugly. Impressive.
Thug 1: (Crying, forehead pressed against the dirty floor) Sir, please! I swear it won’t happen again!
If you want my life, take it, but I beg you to spare them and my family!
They’re good people... I was the one who insisted!
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Multiple Thugs: (Heads to the ground, trembling) Boss...
Narrator: Dav took his scythe.
The metallic sound of the blade slicing through the air made everyone shudder.
Thug 1 closed his eyes, accepting his fate.
A hiss.
A silver flash.
A dull impact.
Blood trickled from Thug 1’s forehead, struck by the handle of the scythe.
The blow slammed his head against the ground, breaking his nose.
A deathly silence filled the air.
The other thugs slowly lifted their heads, expecting to see their boss’s lifeless body…
but instead, they found only a thin scratch on his cheek, destined to remain as a mark of this day forever.
Thug 1: (Eyes filled with tears, nose bleeding) ... Thank you.
Dav: (Irritated) Oi, did you think it was over?
Now go to the stores and buy everything back, brand new and spotless. If needed, sell a kidney. Or...
Narrator: His gaze darkened.
Dav: ... do I need to reconsider sparing your life?
Thug 1: (Jumping to his feet like a soldier, blood running down his face) Sir, yes sir!
We’ll go right away!
10 MINUTES LATER
Thug 1: (Standing, arms full of bags) Sir! Your items, brand new and spotless!
Thug 3: (Lowering his gaze) You, hand them to Lord De Lion without daring to look him in the eye!
Dav: (Bored, taking the merchandise) See? Doing the right thing wasn’t so hard.
[Nearing Thug 1, Dav leaned in slightly, whispering in his ear with an icy tone.]
Dav: (Whispering) Today, you were reborn.
You’ve been purified. But if it ever happens again…
that scar on your cheek will start devouring you from the inside.
The pain will be eternal. You won’t be allowed to die.
You won’t find peace. Not even in hell.
[Thug 1 shivered, a cold chill running down his spine.]
Thug 1: (Kneeling) Yes, sir! Have a good evening, sir! If you ever need anything, please contact me…
this is my number.
[Dav took the card and stuffed it into his pocket without even looking at it.]
Dav: (Sighing) What a hassle.
[He turned to Iris and Valeria.]
Dav: Let’s go get something to eat.
Valeria: (Laughing) Ahahah! I warned you! Maybe now you’ll understand to listen to advice next time!
Narrator: After a hearty dinner, Dav, Iris, and Valeria got into the car headed for the academy. The trip took two hours.
With their full stomachs, Valeria and Iris dozed off, snuggling up to Dav’s sides.
Upon arriving at the academy, Dav watched them sleep for a moment before gently waking them up.
Dav: (Softly) We’re here.
Iris: (Rubbing her eyes) Already…?
Valeria: (Yawning) Can we sleep a little longer with you?
Narrator: Dav didn’t respond, but he took their hands and silently led them to his room.
That night, the two girls curled up beside him under the blanket, holding him tightly.
He closed his eyes, already mentally preparing for the next day.
The scent of coffee and pastries filled the cafeteria air.
Dav sipped his cup in silence, watching the students laugh as they helped Margherita prepare the sweets.
Flour-covered hands, genuine smiles, the warmth of a found family…
For a moment, even the world’s most ruthless hunter allowed himself a rare moment of peace.
END OF CHAPTER - 73
