Kill?!
Smith's breathing became more hurried.
He wasn't an idiot, he knew what Kieran meant the moment Kieran uttered those words.
Eliminate the danger before it arrives.
Eliminate the enemy before he makes his move.
It was undoubtedly the best way to deal with the situation.
But his strength …
Smith knew his own limits. Perhaps he could rely on his Blood Kin's talent to gain a huge advantage when facing ordinary people. Even if he was facing some Blood Kin with poor talent, he could still easily win. However, if his enemy was a Blood Kin with true talent, he would not be able to withstand a single blow.
Let alone those Blood Kin with dukeship titles.
However, if he didn't do anything, what if what Kieran said happened again? What should he do?
Beg others again?
Even if others were always willing to help him, who could guarantee that the people he cared about would always be safe and sound under the premise of ever-changing circumstances?
More so!
Unconsciously, Smith turned around and looked at the little girls who lowered their heads and ate quietly.
His hesitant gaze became firm.
Some things only needed to be experienced once.
Never a second time!
"Got it."
Smith nodded slightly.
"No, you don't."
Kieran shook his head and took out a ball of paper that he had prepared beforehand and passed it to her.
"Written on it is useful to you.
As for what you are going to do?
"That's your problem."
Kieran then ended the conversation.
Kieran watched Smith take care of the little girls until they went upstairs to rest. Kieran didn't say anything else to Smith.
Because Kieran knew he didn't need to say anything else.
Smith's mixed blood identity determined him to be a loner, but his loner nature determined him to yearn for communication and warmth, and when the warmth appeared, he would do his best to protect it.
Even if he had to risk his life, he wouldn't hesitate.
Some things were destined to happen!
Just like how the mastermind's plan was destined to be messed up by Smith.
The mastermind's plan was meticulous, and until now, Kieran still didn't know what 'he' had stolen, neither did he understand the mastermind's goal.
However, the chaotic night in Eiders told Kieran that he had to do something.
Restore order to Eiders' night!
If the other party wanted something, he would not let the other party achieve it. This was a simple and direct way to deal with it.
The only thing to consider was …
Was the chaos in Eiders at night a smokescreen released by the enemy?
Therefore, Kieran needed a helper.
Smith, who had a special talent, was a good choice.
…
The night brought darkness, allowing the Blood Kin to move more swiftly and stealthily.
They curled up in the shadows and scanned everything on Avon Road with their scarlet eyes, but none of them dared to approach.
Other than the members of the Special Operations Division who were in training, everything in front of them was too shocking.
One strike!
A single strike was enough to destroy an entire street. Even the non-human Blood Descendants found it hard to accept.
They were indeed powerful.
But it was definitely not this powerful.
Therefore, every Blood Kin that approached this place was cautious.
In fact, if it wasn't for the death order from those in power in their families, they wouldn't even dare to approach this place. Each of them wished they could run as far as possible.
Fortunately, the mission they received was just to investigate the current situation on Avon Road, not to investigate the details of Avon Road.
Otherwise, even with the order from those in power in their families, they would betray the family without a second thought.
They didn't want to die.
However, reality wouldn't change because of any individual's expectations.
It was the same for humans.
So was the Blood Kin.
A Blood Kin that was peeking its head out from the shadows didn't notice Smith's approach at all. When it sized up the Spec Ops members again, Smith's left hand covered its mouth and the dagger in his right hand swiftly slit its throat.
Blood Kin were almost immortal among normal people.
But the word almost said it all.
Blood Kin had their weaknesses too.
Their hearts and necks were their greatest weaknesses.
As a mixed-blood, Smith knew it very well.
However, compared to stabbing the heart, Smith was more used to slit the throat.
The Heart of the Mirror, which was rare among humans, wasn't rare among Blood Kin.
Of course, there was another more important point …
The dagger slit the throat. Before the blood gushed out, Smith sucked it all away, leaving nothing behind.
At the same time, a bit of spice appeared in Smith's hand.
Following the night breeze, the spice floated in the air, effectively covering the bloody stench.
Around 3 seconds!
The Blood Kin in Smith's hand had turned into a dried corpse. Smith endured the disgust and intense discomfort in his heart, trying his best to feel his body that had grown stronger.
He had to adapt to everything in the shortest time possible!
For Saya!
For the children like Saya!
Smith muttered in his heart. He carefully put the dried corpse into his bag and placed it in a shadowy corner.
According to what was written on the paper, he had to take away all the bodies of his prey.
It was for his own safety and also for the safety of the little girls.
If it was possible, he could consume the blood of other Blood Kin to enhance his talents. It would be best if he didn't let any unrelated people know, otherwise, he would be hunted down by all the Blood Kin.
Once he thought about the terrible situation, Smith was even more careful in his subsequent actions.
The second one!
The third one!
…
After all the bags were filled, the Blood Kin that were spying on Aemon Street were wiped out. Smith then started to move the bags with the dried corpses.
Smith's appearance didn't seem to have changed at all, his body was still on the scrawny side.
However, his strength and speed were more than twice as strong as before!
With such enhancements, even though Smith was carrying heavy objects, he was still able to move them with ease.
He easily deceived the Spec Ops members.
However, from the start to the end, all of Smith's actions fell into Kieran's eyes.
Kieran nodded in satisfaction when he saw Smith's careful and meticulous movements.
Then, he slowly walked into the shadows.
His helpers were on the move.
How could 'he' not take action?
At the next moment,'D 'walked out with a cold and arrogant face.
However, upon a closer look,'D ''s' eyes showed a sense of helplessness.
However, no matter how helpless he was, with the restrictions of the contract, he still had to follow Kieran's order to complete all the missions.
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