Become a god from scratch

Chapter 120: Theater Dark Magic, New Rules

"Oh?"

Brad's voice was unremarkable. He tapped the handle of the chair with one hand and asked calmly, "Then tell me, who framed you?"

Is that even a question?
Who else but their beloved elder brother Maud would use the [Puppet Soldiers] that originally belonged to him to assassinate Rorschach?
But even such a simple question, which could not be simpler, felt like a thorn in his throat and he could not answer it for a long time.

Because he has no evidence.

Ever since he sensed that the [Puppet Soldier] had cut off contact with him, he realized something was wrong and immediately sent people to investigate.

But so far nothing is known.

It was only when Rorschach took the initiative to say that he had been assassinated and the assassin was carrying the [Puppet Soldiers] that he found out the whereabouts of the [Puppet Soldiers].

In this situation, how could he dare to point the finger at their good big brother?
This is the perversion of the Don Quixote family.

Obviously everyone knows that they will do whatever it takes to become the head of the family, but everything must be based on the rules.

If he threw dirty water on his good brother Maude without any evidence, he would be the only one to be punished in the end.

"I'm asking you a question..." Brad said slowly.

"I, I'm not sure." Fate stammered.

"uncertain?"

Brad laughed in silence, then shook his head and looked at Rorschach: "Since you returned safely, it proves that the assassination failed... Tell me, my dear little Rorschach, how did you break out of the desperate situation?"

Obviously, Brad was not angry about learning that Rorschach was assassinated. Instead, he was more interested in how Rorschach could survive.

It is even more incredible when the assassin is accompanied by [Puppet Soldiers].

He was the one who bestowed the [Puppet Soldier] on Fat, so he naturally knew the true strength of the [Puppet Soldier] better than anyone else.

No matter how hard he thought, he couldn't figure out how Rorschach could return safely.

He naturally took Butler Deculi into consideration, but with Butler Deculi alone, he could only temporarily restrain the [Puppet Soldiers].

If he could calculate this, then the assassin could naturally do it as well.

So in addition to the [Puppet Soldiers], the assassin must have also arranged a force that he believed would be able to defeat Rorschach.

But even in this situation, Rorschach was still safe and sound, which of course made Brad curious.

"I was traveling in Taixia this time and luckily made a breakthrough." Luo Xia replied with a bow.

"Is this so..."

Brad suddenly leaped up and slapped Rorschach!
Rorschach was also prepared for this, and he also slapped out with his palm, confronting Brad!
The gust of wind created by the collision of the two palms instantly blew the surrounding waiters off their feet. Even Maud staggered because he was caught off guard and was too close to them.

Fat, on the other hand, was not affected too much because he was kneeling on the ground with a low base.

Brad used the recoil force of the palm to return to his original position, while Rorschach took three steps back before he could stand firm again.

"Hahahaha, you are worthy of being my, Brad's son. Well done!" Brad, who sat back in the center of the castle hall, laughed.

As a commander-level warrior, it was impossible for him to use his full strength, so the move just now was just a test.

But this was enough for him to test Rorschach's true strength.

A middle-ranking warrior who is only twelve years old, even with the influence of luck brought about by the changes in the old land, he can definitely be regarded as a true genius!
Whether it is Mod or Fate, in terms of talent alone, they have been left behind by Rorschach.

Maude and Fatt obviously realized this as well, and both of them looked unhappy.

Fate even cast a dissatisfied look at the big brother Mod, as if asking, what kind of shitty assassin did you arrange?
Faced with the aggressive Rorschach, Fate didn't even mind being used.

But the final result was that Rorschach returned safely, but he could no longer sense the existence of the [Puppet Soldiers].

After Brad laughed loudly, his expression gradually calmed down and he looked at Fate:

"If this is your work, it means you are incompetent... If it is not your work, it means you are stupid!"

"No matter what, I'm sorry for your last name."

"I am not interested in the truth, but your incompetence and stupidity are real. Hand the [Puppet Soldier] over to your brother as an apology."

Brad looked at Fate coldly, not intending to pursue the matter further, but he directly stated his position.

Since Rorschach won this round, he should be rewarded, and Fatt, as the loser, must also pay the price.

However, Fate's face froze and he said, "Father, it's not that I don't want to hand over the [Puppet Soldier]...but I can't sense it at all now."

"Can't sense it?"

Brad was obviously not prepared for this answer.

[Puppet Soldier] was indeed a gift from him to Fate, but he only bought it at an underground auction and had never encountered such a situation.

Logically speaking, even if the assassin's assassination failed, the [Puppet Soldiers] should have regrouped around their master, Fate.

This is also the true value of this old earthenware artifact.

Otherwise, if it was just a puppet with the strength of a superior general, how could it be worthy of the title of an old land treasure.

But now Fate says that he can no longer sense the [Puppet Soldiers], which is very unusual.

Brad didn't suspect that Fate was deceiving him. He knew his sons and knew that Fate would never have the courage to do so.

With this thought in mind, Brad looked at Rorschach again, obviously wanting to see if Rorschach knew something.

Rorschach had no intention of hiding it, because he had promised himself that he would be responsible for the aftermath of this matter. When he saw his father looking at him, he immediately said:

"In order to get rid of me, the assassin hired two official members of the theater, and his own strength is not inferior to mine..."

When Brad heard this, he immediately realized that there was a story behind this.

The official members of the theater usually start at the middle-level general level, with only a very small number of lower-level generals, and these people are often even more complicated.

Since the assassin wanted to ensure the death of Rorschach, he would definitely not hire a lower-ranking War General-level theater member.

In other words, Rorschach was facing at least three mid-level generals at that time!
Even if he had achieved a breakthrough during his travels, it would be impossible for him to face three people of the same level at the same time, and two of them were from the theater.

Rorschach did not keep the secret and briefly explained how he was rescued by a brother and sister, but he concealed their specific information.

"You just watch them take away the [Puppet Soldiers]? That's family property!" Fate couldn't help but question when he heard this.

"First of all, the family fortune you mentioned almost cost me my life. Secondly, even the bastards who tried to assassinate me were no match for them. Do you think I would be a match for them?"

Rorschach paused for a moment before continuing, "Besides, even if I could stop them, I couldn't possibly attack my savior. Of course, you probably won't understand this in your lifetime, and I don't blame you."

Fatt was so angry at Rorschach's words that he almost bit his teeth, but he was still a criminal and couldn't show his anger even if he was angry.

Brad suddenly asked, "So what you mean is that the person who saved you took the [Puppet Soldier] for himself?"

Rorschach said: "If they didn't do this, I would have died in Taixia. If my father intends to pursue this matter further, I am willing to bear all the blame!" Brad heard this and looked at Rorschach deeply for a moment without saying a word.

The atmosphere in the castle also dropped to freezing point at this moment. It was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.

suddenly!

Brad smiled again and said, "It's gone, so it's gone. I was going to give it to you, so it's fine if you want to give it to someone else."

Brad's words almost made Fate, who was still kneeling on the ground, laugh.

Is this how geniuses are treated?
He was sure that if the same thing happened to him, he would be in big trouble.

But when it comes to Rorschach now, there are no consequences at all. He can't be so biased, right?
Chilling!
But he obviously forgot that Rorschach had suffered much more than just this little bit of bias in the past.

When he and his elder brother Maude were shining, Rorschach seemed to be completely non-existent. Even if the two of them tried to harm Rorschach, Brad just watched it all silently.

As long as no one is killed, Brad can accept it.

It can be said that it was with Brad's tacit approval that they dared to be so rampant.

The favoritism towards Rorschach today is nothing compared to the favoritism towards them in the past.

"There is one more thing." Rorschach said carefully.

"Yeah." Brad motioned for Rorschach to continue.

"In order to assassinate me, they caused a disaster on a train in Taixia, and some passengers on the train were killed or injured. In the end, they attracted Shi Jin, the captain of the Fifth Special Operations Team of the Chiyan Headquarters."

Luo Xia conveyed it as impersonally as possible, "He said that the Don Quixote family openly attacked Taixia's public transportation and caused casualties. This matter must be explained... If you don't intend to give it, then Chi Yan will give the family an explanation."

"Explain..."

Brad didn't get angry when he heard this, but just thought about it silently.

At this moment, the personal terminal on Brad's wrist suddenly rang.

But he tapped the armrest lightly, and a screen projection appeared in front of him, and a figure wearing a black-faced Peking Opera mask appeared on the screen.

"Dark Devil?"

Brad was slightly surprised when he saw the figure on the screen.

Because this guy named 'Black Devil' is the leader of the theater!

There is no need to say much about Dark Demon's strength as he has been able to develop the supernatural organization he founded all the way to its current scale.

He is already a mid-level commander, and has fought against people of the same level more than once. His strength is unfathomable.

Although Brad is also a mid-level commander, a big reason why he can get to this point is due to the blessing of his family's luck.

Compared with the powerful Black Demon, he is indeed not good enough.

Of course, as one of the seven founding families of the Cross Alliance, the Don Quixote family naturally has other backgrounds, which is something the theater cannot compare to.

So even if Brad's strength is not as good as the other party, he will naturally not be at a disadvantage in momentum.

"Brad, long time no see."

The Black Demon's voice was the kind that was hoarse and had been altered. It was obvious that he didn't want to reveal his true identity.

Brad was not surprised by this, because most members of unofficial supernatural organizations behaved in this way.

"It's been a long time, but we don't have much friendship, so just be frank."

Brad didn't bother beating around the bush and asked directly.

"Okay, I just want to ask you how you plan to explain it." The Black Demon didn't care too much about Brad's attitude and went straight to the point.

"Are you referring to that young man Chi Yan?" Brad asked.

"Ah."

"There's nothing to explain. My son was assassinated in Taixia. I was very restrained by not asking them for an explanation. What do they want to explain to me?"

"Are you serious?"

"I don't have time to joke with you."

"Offending Chi Yan is no joke, think it through."

"He is just a minor character who cannot be on the stage. He cannot represent Chi Yan. If you really want to explain, let Ye do it himself."

"Tsk tsk, you are worthy of being one of the seven founding families. You speak with a strong voice... Then I will pay all the compensation this time. From now on, this matter will have nothing to do with the theater. I wish you good luck—"

After the Black Demon finished speaking, he simply waved his hand and hung up the call.

Brad didn't care too much about it, because he was confident enough. As long as he was in the Cross Alliance, what did it matter if it was Chi Yan?
What's more, the one who warned him was just a guy who was not even at the commander-in-chief level. Did he really think that the Don Quixote family was made of clay?

"Father, we have become enemies because of this matter..." Rorschach had been listening on the side. When he heard that Brad was actually planning to ignore Chi Yan's warning, he immediately wanted to persuade him again.

However, Brad raised his hand and interrupted him: "Okay, this is not something you should worry about. Go and have a rest. I will give you a satisfactory answer to this matter."

Luo Xia felt helpless when he heard this, but he also knew that it was useless for him to continue talking.

When it comes to matters that determine the general direction of the family, it is not something he can easily change.

It was already extremely rare that he could make Brad stop pursuing the matter of the [Puppet Soldiers].

"Yes."

Rorschach took the order and retreated.

After watching Rorschach and Butler Dekuli leave, Brad said to Fate, who was kneeling on the ground, "You can also go away. Go back and reflect on where you went wrong. If you can't figure it out, don't come to see me again."

"Yes!" Fat felt as if he had been pardoned.

After Fat left, Brad looked at his eldest son Moder and said, "If you can break through to the commander level within ten years, the position of the head of the family will be yours. If not, I hope you can assist him with all your strength... During this period, I don't want any more accidents. How do you think?"

When Maude heard this, his heart trembled, but he did not refute anything.

Because he knew his father too well, he knew that when the other party spoke in this tone, he was not discussing anything at all.

If he said no, he would be dead even though he was the eldest son.

All he can do now is play the game according to the new rules.

"I understand!" Maude said respectfully immediately.

"That's it, then—"

Brad's voice gradually lengthened, and he himself disappeared from the spot.

(End of this chapter)