Eiffie was extremely tense. Forget that she met with the same situation after several years. She did not expect that Mr. Hades would be implicated this time.

  There was a momentary chaos heard from outside the cellar. Mr. Hades seemed to be in a brawl with that assailant, and was screaming terribly.

  “Mala, I have to go out. I can’t let anything untoward happen to Mr. Hades because of me.” “But, Young Mistress…” Miss grabbed Eiffie’s sleeve.

  “If something happened to Mr. Hades’s family because of me, my soul would never be forgiven,” Eiffie told Mala.

  “Let me go with you then,” Mala said with resolution as she let Eiffie go.

  Eiffie held a dagger, and climbed up the stairs. She turned the lock on the cellar door, and pushed it open with all her might.

  As the cellar door opened slowly, the terrible cries became even more distinct.

  Eiffie’s and Mala’s face were slightly pale, but they still opened the cellar door outward with all their might. Eiffie jumped out of the cellar, and shouted loudly, “I’m here, don’t you—”.

  …After that, her eyes widened immediately as she looked, in disbelief, at the man lying on the floor and crying loudly as well as Mag, who had one foot on the man’s private area, and Amy, who was sitting on a little stool.

  Splat.

  It was the sound of balls being crushed.

  “Aah… I’m sorry, I was nervous,” Mag retracted his foot, and took half a step back as he apologized.

  “Ah…” the man shrieked. His eyeballs protruded, and he was in so much pain he almost passed out.

  Mala jumped out from the cellar as well, holding a bottle of wine in her hand, and looking as though she was ready to fight it out.

  Then she happened to witness the scene.

  Smash!

  The bottle landed on the floor, breaking into a million pieces.

  “Miss Eiffie, Mala, are you alright?” Mag asked as she looked at Eiffie with a smile.

  “Y-yes.”


  Eiffie tried her best to look away from the assailant lying on the floor with three red streaks across his face, hands that were utterly disfigured, and something at his groin area that seemed to have been smashed.

  “Mr. Hades, you…”


  Eiffie wanted to ask if they were okay, but it seemed the situation was not what she thought it to be.

  The assailant that was so ferocious he could destroy a 5th-tier magic caster’s shield met Hades and his daughter, but ended up in this terrible state.

  That was really… unbelievable.

  “We were about to go to sleep when we heard something strange here, so we’ve decided to come over to take a look.

  “We didn’t expect to see this giant fool mutilating himself and even smashing his own hand. It was an urgent situation, so I used a special way to calm him down.”


  Mag looked at Eiffie with a smile, and said, “If I said that, you would believe me, right?”


  Eiffie saw the warm smile on Mag’s face, and felt her startled heart being soothed. She had not felt such sense of security in years.

  For all these years, she had never thought of finding a man for herself to depend on. She’d rather make the cellar sturdier than find herself a man.

  However, at that instance, she suddenly thought that if Mr. Hades had been right by their side tonight, she probably would not have had to hide in the cellar, right? “I will.” Eiffie nodded.

  “Boohoo…”


  The man, who was lying on the floor, glared at Mag, as though he was about to say something that had to do with his dignity.

  “The situation might be a little complicated, but this giant fool even revealed some information to me to thank me for stopping his self-mutilation.” Mag nodded, and said, “Do you have any archenemies? The kind that would pay to have you killed on the black market?”


  “Pay to have me killed on the black market?” Eiffie’s expression changed slightly. She glanced at the assailant.

  If she was not wrong, this fellow was not here just for money.

  “I don’t suppose I have any archenemies. Titan Tavern’s business hadn’t been good all these years, so it would not be jealousy from someone in the same field.” Eiffie shook her head.

  “Yes. Our young mistress and neighbors have a very good relationship. They’ve never gotten into a fight.” Mala nodded in agreement.

  “I see.” Mag fell silent. He looked at the man on the ground again.

  “Dear Sir, when did you take this mission from the black market? Tell me the details,” Mag asked with a chuckle, but his foot was already on the man’s arm.

  “Don’t step! I’ll tell! I’ll say everything!” the man shouted quickly, afraid that another accident would happen again. “This was a mission that just came out on the black market yesterday. The requirement was to rob the owner of Titan Tavern, and then burn down the cellar and tavern. The reward was 1,000,000 copper coins.

  “The employer would verify the result on his own. When the deed was done, I’d be able to receive half the reward, and the employer would leave an address through the black market for the collection of the other half of the reward.”


  The man quickly finished his piece.

  After that, Mag stepped on his arm.

  “You’re so despicable to treat two unarmed women.”


  Mag retracted his foot, and looked at the crying man in disdain.

  “F*ck…” the man cursed.

  However, after just starting to curse, a foldable chair came flying at his face.

  “You need to have some substance. No cursing,” Amy said as she lifted a chair in one hand.

  Eiffie looked at the man’s face which had become a tic-tac-toe board, then at Amy, and was utterly confused.

  She said the most civilized thing, but did the most savage deed.

  The man’s face turned red as he swallowed his words without a hint of temper.

  “It’s obvious that the mastermind is after Miss Eiffie and the Titan Liquor stored in the cellar,” Miss told Eiffie.

  It was a new mission that came out yesterday with a high reward and clear goal, but the mission did not specifically point to anyone. Besides, the mastermind was very cautious. He sent the mission out in the black market, and did not have any direct contact with the assailant. Even the reward was transacted through the black market.

  “Who could it be? We just took the gold award back yesterday.” Eiffie frowned in bewilderment.

  “Actually, it’s easy to seek the mastermind out. Just complete the mission and hand you over to him. That way, we would know who was orchestrating all this at the back,” Mag said with a smile.

  “Mr. Hades, what you mean is… burn the cellar and tavern, and then hand me over to the mastermind?” Eiffie looked at Mag as her expression changed.

  “It’s 1,000,000 copper coins, that’s a lot of money.” Amy sat at the side again as she counted on her fingers.

  Mag looked at the nervous Eiffie and Mala, and quickly shook his head. He said smilingly, “Don’t misunderstand me. What I’m saying is we can put up a show to meet that mastermind. Of course, we can’t burn the tavern or the cellar.”


  “But what should we do then?” Eiffie furrowed her brows.

  “Don’t we have someone here?” Mag smiled and squatted beside the man. He patted the man’s shoulder, and said, “Am I right?”