NTR: I became a noble?

"OOhh, i seem to have pulled your tongue out." the man laughed in realization, his voice similar to that of a crazy maniac.

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A few hours ago, John had decided on his second target for the day. In his long list of people to assassinate, there were five he was supposed to kill.

He had killed two earlier and one this morning, this was going to be his second target for the day and fourth from the list.

The second target to be assassinated was a medicine shop owner, with political connections and lots of wealth. The owner was a puppet of tumor like nobles to the society.

Selling wrong and profitable meds, poisoning people, and human trafficking were some of the crimes the shop owner was regularly involved in.

John had decided to finish the guy off in the afternoon, the noon time was a small break for the shop owner.

During that time, the shop owner would be alone and would not be guarded by anyone strong enough to go against John.

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John was easily able to secure a kill and prepared to leave the shop unnoticed by anyone.

Unfortunately for him, a commotion began outside the room where he had just put the owner to death.

It should have been easy for him to get out of the place due to the commotion and that's what he had thought too.

He silently snuck out and began to leave.

Suddenly, a wham happened and he was stuck down on the ground. His title of shield master and instincts honed by his countless fights did not help him against the ambush.

John was lying flat on the ground, fully vulnerable and easy to be killed off.

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John was masked and his attire did not reveal his skin at all, he had to hide his identity but the intruder who whacked him did not care to hide his identity.

The intruder was a young man in his early twenties. His hair ran long to the shoulder and looked meesy and unkempt, the dress he was wearing showed signs of wear and tear from rough terrain.

The man had crazy red eyes and a scowling expression stuck on his young handsome face.

'He is.. '

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John recalled a distant memory buried in his head, during his research into the dirt behind the shop owner he found a story of a talented alchemist.

The alchemist was barely a level one ki user but his talent in concocting pill from herbs were of prodigious level.

The shop owner had employed that talented alchemist for his shop and later on killed the guy off for some reason, along with his wife. It was one of the crimes John felt was especially cruel to commit.

A great loss to Ki users as a whole. He had seen the Alchemist and wanted to give him a chance to work under the Viscount.

John just wanted to wait for a while and check if the guy really had that talent. Later on, the guy was invited to the Royal academy due to his accomplishments in alchemy just before his death.

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John's eyes widened at the realisation, they were the exact similar in both face and body type. He could not be mistaken, he was great with his memories.

The kind and cheerful prodigious man was made into a maniac who had just tortured a stranger, him.

John assumed that the alchemist must have come to this place for revenge. How the alchemist had survived and acquired the great strength was a no brainer question.

'The alchemist somehow got involved with those evil rituals, the side effects are clearly visible on his body, his change in attitude and especially those eyes. '

John thought about how the kind and talented young man had fallen this bad but he could only Sympathesize with that man.

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Nobody should ever go through what that man had gone through, but John was being beaten black and blue by that maniac.

The guy was pissed off that John had killed that wretched man before him, he wanted to take his revenge but the death of the shop owner left him with no targets to vent his hatred.

'But that is no excuse to torture another human. '

"You killed him, how dare you!" The young man shouted in anger as he kept punching John in agony.

"How dare you kill him" He kept repeating the same line again and again, scowling and crying.

Butler escapeed the confinement due to his slick movement and sheer will. The lack of vigilance by the alchemist was another factor which worked in John's favor for the escape.

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Although what happened with that guy was sad and very unfortunate, an amazing and prestigious life was laid ahead of him and then forever lost, that was still no excuse to perform a ritual.

John waited for the moment when the guy was unarmed. It gave John a chance to deliver a killing blow, although the maniac like Alchemist guy did not die and was still breathing, John had found the time to escape.

He bagged a few bottles from the store before quickly sprinting out. His speed was not at his peak because his body was paining from the brutal beating the Alchemist gave him.

He decided to hold on to helping his rest of the body in exchange for the quick regeneration of his tongue, he needed to stick it together and let it connect to the rest of his tongue.

The rest of his body could wait for the potions.

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"Since the guy had made a good enough commotion, I might as well put him as the scapegoat who died fighting the owner. "

John muttered to himself testing out his healed tongue and the recovery of his speech, he changed his pace and walked to his escape, his tongue was hurt real bad but had healed due to the generous amount of ki he had used.

He uncorked a bottle and sipped it all in one gulp. The bitter taste was one of the few problematic things but the relaxation his body felt made the pain in his body go away.

Terias was out of the mansion, his heart was palpitating in worry, the one and only man he trusted was nowhere to be seen.

He had reached the shop owners place, he knew that John had plans to assassinate the guy today.

He used sense unhesitatingly and found one dead but one moving body. The moving guy picked the bottles from nearby and began his escape.

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