You don't even want to call me godfather

Koshe walked up to Hexi and asked him.

"It took some time, but it's done," Hexi nodded, reached out to hold the door handle, and helped Koshe open the door of the mansion. "If you want, I can tell you anytime."

"Ah."

Koshei walked into the door, and Hexi followed him into the mansion and closed the door.

This mansion was originally where Koshe's father Ulysses lived. After being bombed several months ago, it has been rebuilt today. The interior structure of the mansion is very similar to the house where Koshe lived. The only difference is that there is an extra basement.

"There is a protective mechanism in the brain of 'that person'. It seems to be a mechanism artificially set up to prevent abilities like mine. It's like a firewall," He Xi reported his mission to Koshei while walking down the stairs to the basement. "This mechanism is a model I have never seen before. It took a long time to break it. It's hard to imagine that this is something that can be done by human power."

"Given Colombia's technological capabilities, this is not surprising." Koshe narrowed his eyes, as if thinking of something. "So, what intelligence did you get?"

"As you guessed before, the purpose of Columbia's raid on Syracuse is the 'Ω' you mentioned." The two of them came to the deepest part of the basement while talking. He Xi walked to the wall and touched the switch on the wall. "And 'that person' is the combat force cultivated by Columbia through experiments. Her experimental code name is - Garuda."

"Snapped."

Hexi pressed the switch and turned on the light in the basement. The sudden bright light woke up the person tied in the basement. She frowned, opened her eyes drowsily, and adjusted to the light above her head.

"Garuda," Koshei said calmly as he looked at the girl with long yellow hair in front of him, "It's more serious than Ω's name."

"Because she was rampaging in the city, she distracted the attention and distribution of the gang members, which led to Ω being taken away by other Colombians who came with her. Whether it was crashing down a building or starting a fire, this was the Colombian tactical policy." Looking at Koshe's unusually calm attitude, He Xi was a little confused. For some reason, he couldn't see into Koshe's mind, so he couldn't guess what Koshe would do next. "I've told you everything I can see, Godfather."

"Ah, very good."

Koshei still had that unfathomable look on his face and responded indifferently.

"Then... I'll go guard the door first. If you need anything, just call me."

In the end, Hesi decided to leave all subsequent issues to Koshei himself. Whether to vent his anger on Garuda, choose to remain indifferent, or kill the culprit who seriously damaged Syracuse, it all depends on Koshei's own thoughts, and Hesi has no right to interfere.

After saying this, he left the basement, leaving Koshei and the bound Garuda alone.

"..."

Garuda seemed to be much more sober, and she stared at Koshei nervously.

Koshei moved a chair from the side, placed it a few meters in front of Garuda, and sat down on the chair.

He leaned back in his chair, raised his head slightly, and looked down at Garuda.

The two just stared at each other without saying a word.

"Maybe the Colombian side didn't expect you to be detained."

Finally, Koshei spoke first.

Half a month had passed since Koshei returned to Syracuse, and during this period, Garuda had been imprisoned in this small basement, with only the most basic food available.

The double torture of body and mind, coupled with the glaring light above his head, it won't take long for Garuda's spirit to collapse.

This is the torture method provided by Hexi. Before this, Hexi was unable to crack the protection mechanism in Garuda's brain and could only try to keep Garuda in a bad but not fatal state. But now, all the required information has been deciphered by Hexi, and Garuda's value basically no longer exists.

"..."

In the face of Koshei's mocking words, Garuda remained silent.

"Do you know what you have done?" Looking at Garuda who was still so stubborn despite being tortured, Koshe leaned forward slightly, put his ten fingers together in front of him, and said in a calm tone, "Invading another country and hurting citizens, just to take away a child who is not even an adult yet."

"..." Garuda's eyes dodged for a moment, but then she spoke, "I'm just completing the mission."

"Mission... huh?" Koshe lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking. After a long while, he sighed softly, "Then how important is this so-called mission to you that it made you do such a terrible thing."

“…I don’t need to tell you.”

Garuda still maintained a stubborn attitude, but her attitude could indeed be regarded as an answer.

"Is this so..."

Although Garuda said nothing, Koshe had roughly understood the situation. The mission might not be that important to her. What was really important to her was the reward for the mission.

When Koshe returned to Syracuse, he saw Garuda gliding in the air, with flames burning and emitting from her body. This ability was not something that humans should have. It was not difficult to guess that Garuda's life story might be similar to Ω's.

A fighting force cultivated through human experiments...

Koshei was no longer surprised by this. He could still vividly remember what the crazy researcher said to him in the underground research institute where Ω was. Koshei had no doubt that Columbia would carry out more experimental plans with higher benefits.

At least compared to Ω, Garuda is clearly a successful fighting tool. It's a pity that she met Koshei, otherwise she might have been able to escape unscathed after causing damage.

As for such a helpless and bound child, Hexi might not be able to do it, but Koshei has plenty of ways to pry open her mouth.

Although he had no intention of letting Garuda live, Garuda, who had lost his value, was at best just another mouth to feed.

But at least before getting rid of her, Koshe wanted to hear what Columbia did and what Garuda really thought.

Chapter 2 Mutual Benefit

"Da da."

Just as Koshe was still thinking about how to pry open Garuda's mouth, he heard the sound of someone coming down the stairs behind him.

Judging from the heartbeats, there seemed to be two people.

"godfather."

Two figures, one in front and one behind, walked out from the shadow of the stairs. The one walking in front was Abraham, and behind him was Gui'er.

"Abraham? And Gui'er," Koshe asked in confusion, looking at the two people in front of him, "What are you doing here?"

"Well... I heard from Hexi that the girl who was detained some time ago seemed a little difficult to deal with," Abraham scratched his head and explained, "It just so happens that Gui'er's Originium skills may be of some help in the spiritual field, so I thought of bringing her over to take a look."

"Gui Er..."

In the few days since returning to Syracuse to reorganize and settle down, Koshe has already learned about the Originium skills of these Sakotas one by one.

Hexi can read people's minds, Ouya can control earth and rocks to a certain extent, and Boye has considerable control over light.

The most special ones are undoubtedly the brother and sister Abel Khan and Guier.

Abraham can distort some things. Although the concept is somewhat abstract, it can produce strange effects in certain circumstances.

For example, if he causes harm to another person in the mirror, then the person in reality will also suffer corresponding injuries.

Therefore, it might be more appropriate to describe Abraham's Originium skills as "distorting reality".

And Gui'er's Originium technique is... creating dreams.

This is an ability that has made Koshei feel unhappy many times. Whether it is the dreams given by Msisha or the dreams created by Idhela, they are not good memories for him.

"Godfather...are you hesitating about something?" Seeing that Koshei suddenly entered a state of thinking, Abrhan used the method that made him feel relaxed when he was in the army, "Don't worry about it, just treat us as your soldiers."

"I've never been a soldier..."

Koshe sighed softly. He didn't mind other people's active help, but it often made him seem useless in various aspects.

After all, as the king of a country, he must have some abilities to show off, but at least so far, he has not found it.

"Godfather... don't you believe us?"

Seeing that Koshei had not made up his mind yet, Guier beside Abraham started to play foul.

"No, that's not the case." Koshei was about to explain, but when his eyes met Gui'er's, he saw through her trick of pretending to be pitiful. However, he didn't intend to say anything, but agreed to their suggestions with a little helplessness, "Forget it, I'll leave it to you for the time being. I just happen to have other things to deal with."

"clear."

Abel Khan understood and shifted his gaze to Gui'er. The two looked at each other and then at the same time looked at Garuda who was locked in the corner with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

"By the way," Koshe passed by the two of them. When he stepped onto the stairs, he suddenly thought of something, turned around, and called to Abrhan, "Abrhan, come out."

Abraham nodded, raised his hand and stroked Guier's head, then followed Koshe out of the basement.

The two came to the dimly lit hall and walked along the carpet on the floor to the study.

The mansion had been renovated quickly after the bombing that preceded Ulysses' assassination, and Koche redesigned the interior from memory.

Although there are inevitably some errors in the details, the current effect is almost the same as the original one.

The mansion where Koshe originally lived was also affected by Garuda's rampage due to Columbia's attack, and it could not be renovated in the short term, so he temporarily lived in Ulysses' mansion.

"Godfather, what can I do for you?"

Seeing Koshei sitting down at the desk, Abraham lowered his head slightly, waiting for instructions.

"There's no need to be so reserved, Abrakhan," Koshei took out a cigarette case and lighter from his coat pocket and motioned Abrakhan to sit down. "There's a chair over there, let's sit down and talk."

"Then I would rather obey your orders than be respectful."

Abraham was also an intelligent man. He knew that Koshei did not like this kind of etiquette with rules and regulations, so he simply got along with him as friends, which was more relaxed.

"How is the matter I entrusted to you going, Abraham?"

Koshe took two cigarettes from the box, put one in his mouth and lit it, then handed the other one to Abraham.

"It's a little bit of a hindrance," Abrhan took the cigarette. Considering Koshei's status, it would be embarrassing to light his cigarette for him, so he asked for the lighter as well. "After all, anyone would be unhappy to let a foreigner like Sakota lead them."

"It seems that I have to go and talk to them in person later."

Koshei let out a long sigh, feeling a sense of pressure building up within him.

After experiencing the Colombian invasion, both Koshe and the rest of his family realized one thing.

Syracuse's overall combat power is too weak. In order to avoid similar situations from happening again, changes must be made.

The Cascade family has a huge number of followers, covering almost every area of ​​Syracuse. If this large force can be trained, and with the assistance of wolf hunters, at least the most basic defensive capabilities can be ensured.

The biggest problem is how to improve the overall combat effectiveness of the party members.

After several considerations and discussions, Koshe decided to have Abrhan, who was originally a lieutenant in the Lateran Army, and Ouya, who had strength no less than that of the Pope's cavalry, to train the party members.

As for the wolf hunter, Iris can only be in charge for the time being.

"Well, there are some relatively obedient followers." Seeing Koshei's mood becoming depressed, Abraham hurriedly told him some good news. "Those followers who were willing to cooperate and obey the arrangements from the very beginning are now being trained uniformly by Ou Ya."

"Ouya could have become a papal musketeer, but he gave up the qualification and joined the notary office. He worked in the Operations Section 1 for a few years, and finally retired to Section 2 to lead the new graduates from the military academy." When mentioning Ouya, Koshei rubbed his chin and thought, "Is this what I remember?"

"Well, Ou Ya is nearly 40 years old. He has more experience than any of us. It is his contribution that some of the party members were persuaded."

Abrhan carefully blew the smoke to the side so as not to disturb Koshei's thoughts.

"If it's him, we can rest assured." Koshe nodded, as if he was a little relieved. He took out a stack of documents from the desk drawer and handed it to Abraham. "There is one more thing I need you to deal with."

"This is?"

Abraham took the document, which had many densely written words on it. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that they were strings of names of people.

"The Cascade family's salary list lists people like policemen and judges who are controlled by the family. Some of them were bribed, and some were coerced. These are all problems left over from the past. But after the Cascade family came to power in Syracuse, the relationship between these people and us naturally became mutually beneficial," Koshe explained to Abraham and handed him a file bag. "Seal the list and hand it to Hexi. He asked for the information of the personnel to be verified. It seems that some people on the list have rebelled."

"Yes, I understand."

Abraham quickly put the documents into a file bag, sealed the bag, put out his cigarette in the ashtray, and left.

Very efficient action, much more comfortable than when I was managing Syracuse alone before.

Koshe thought so, but he was not happy at all.

According to Loft, when Syracuse was attacked, the Glasgow gang led by Vina was also in the city to assist in the evacuation and protection of citizens, which resulted in several casualties.

Perhaps next, we will have to contact the Glasgow gang again.

The cigarette butt had burned to the filter, but Koshe didn't pinch it out. He just held it between his fingers and let it burn.

"Ugh……"

He sighed again, lay back in the chair, tilted his head slightly, and closed his eyes tiredly.

Chapter 3 Panic

"Dong dong."

There was a knock at the study door.

"Come in."

Koshe flicked off his long-extinguished cigarette, placed the butt in the ashtray, and shouted to the door.

"Godfather, you're looking for me?"

Loft came in from outside the study, walked to the desk and looked at Koshei.

"I need to ask you about Syracuse's current situation and the subsequent development plan." Koshe left the back of the chair, sat up straight, and leaned forward slightly. "Please sit down."

Loft nodded and sat down at the desk. Like Koshe, he looked very tired. It must have taken him a lot of effort to clean up the mess left by Columbia.