I've been in Venz for a week. Apart from attending Lili's birthday party, I also did various other activities, including visiting the orphanage I had visited with Lili. But this time I'm not with her but with one of my staff.
There I discussed some things with the orphanage's caretaker, a woman in her late 40s. She is a nun from the temple who decided to serve and focus her time on taking abandoned children.
I like her sincerity. More or less, she has the same opinion as me that children, wherever they are, deserve the opportunity to organize their future.
It's just that she's much more sincere than me, who thinks children can be a long-term investment. As if she expected nothing more than to see her foster children grow well.
When I offered to be the main donor of this orphanage, Theresa, the orphanage's caretaker, immediately agreed.
After all, the orphanage was short of money. Indeed, originally this orphanage received funding from the Temple. But since three years ago, the funds suddenly cut off. As a nun at the temple, of course, she complained about why the orphanage was no longer getting input. But it was ignored at all by the temple.
In the end, she was forced to work to cover the operational costs of the orphanage. That's what made me respect Sister Theresa. Despite her busy life as a caretaker at an orphanage and as a nurse from a temple, she still works hard to meet the needs of her foster children.
"In good faith..." I continued, "I will give you 200 gold coins. I hope this can cover operational costs. can also pay off debts if you have them." Seeing the money bag containing 200 gold coins, Sister Theresa was surprised.
"It's not even as big as the funds the temple gave for three years," she said with tears in her eyes.
"It's okay. From now on, I am the main donor and remain in this orphanage. I have to take care of things like this. But there is one thing I ask from the nurse. Please give this financial report to my staff. She will help you manage it. orphanage." I got up from my seat.
"I still have some other business to attend to. For the rest, you can discuss some technical matters with my staff. Excuse me." I immediately left the orphanage.
Well now, let's finish other business.
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In the corner of the slum in the capital stood a small house quite striking from the other houses in the slum area. Not big, but it looks neater and cleaner.
Issac, along with his men, walked towards the house. Frankly, Isaac was amazed to see the house. Although it is small and located in a slum area, that doesn't make it the same as other houses. The yard is clean, and some flowers are neatly arranged.
Isaac knocked on the door. Before long, a little girl who was probably ten years old opened the door. Tilting her head, he asked, "I'm sorry if I may ask, who are you? Uncle said I shouldn't have any guests." Hearing the girl's question, Issac smiled a little. It seemed that Alfred taught his nephew well.
"We are your uncle's guests. Is he inside?" the little girl shook her head.
"No uncle is inside, and he hasn't been home for three days."
"Then can we wait inside? We're a bit tired, so we need a place to rest."
The little girl thought for a moment, then nodded. "Fine, but only you can enter."
Isaac agreed to that.
"No problem. You guys go first. Let me wait for Alfred here."
Isaac's subordinates nodded, and they left the house.
Following the girl, Isaac entered the house. As he expected, not only was the courtyard neat, but the inside of the house was no less clean.
"Please have a seat, sir. I will make you a drink." the girl went to the kitchen.
It wasn't long before she finally returned from the kitchen and brought a tray of two drinks.
Issac was a little surprised to smell this fragrant aroma. Very familiar scent. This is the fragrance of tong tji tea. Very similar to the tea that existed in his former country, Indonesia. Issac started sipping the tea with a nostalgic expression. But suddenly, he frowned, stopped sipping and put his glass on the table.
"You know, miss, I like your tea. For some reason, it feels like bringing me to my hometown, but..."
Isaac took a deep breath then continued, "It would be a little better if you mixed it with sugar instead of poison."
Suddenly the girl stood up and shot Issac with a knife pointing straight at Issac's heart.
"Hurry up!!" Issac didn't expect that even though she was a little girl, her movements were like those of a professional assassin.
But that's it, when it comes to speed, we all know that Issac is much faster.
Before the knife pierced Isaac's heart, the girl's movements suddenly stopped. Isaac had caught her wrist first.
"Nice move for a girl. As expected of the best assassin I've ever met, he taught his nephew well."
Hearing Isaac's words, the girl lowered her head. Suddenly a tear fell into Issac's hand. At first, it was just one-two, but it became more and more intense. The girl wept bitterly.
" WHY… WHY DOES THIS HAVE TO HAPPEN! MY UNCLE HAS DIED, AND I HAVE TO LIVE ALONE AGAIN!! WHY IS THE WORLD SO UNFAIR! WHY ME?!"
The girl howled. A mournful cry was heard in the house. Issac didn't cry, but he couldn't help but feel the pain.
He used to be like this little girl. He was abandoned by his parents and left hanging. He stays in school but has to work extra to make ends meet. But it's empty. There is no place to lean on when he is sad. Nor is there a place to celebrate his happiness.
The emptiness only disappeared when he met his lovers. He had time to celebrate the happiness and lean on each other when sad. But war broke out, and in the end, they died.
Isaac did not immediately meet all of his lovers. When one lover dies, another woman will come into his life. Comfort him and heal his wounds. You could say it was a blessing but also a curse because he had to see almost all of his lovers die in front of him.
Isaac was aware of the pain. In the end, he chose to end his own life by bringing a plane filled with explosives to the centre of the enemy's arsenal to end the war.
He took the little girl in his arms. Let her cry. Wait until it finally calms down.
"Are you all right?" the little girl nodded. Issac took the girl's hand and invited her to sit beside him.
"I haven't said it before, but how do you know that your uncle is dead?" I couldn't help but ask Isaac about this.
"The only ones who know Uncle's real name are him and me. When he decided to give his real name to someone who wasn't even a nobody, he must have decided his life was over. After all, I've had a bad feeling since yesterday."
Again Isaac was amazed by this girl. Is this what is called the survival instinct? How extraordinary.
"Ah, don't you have a grudge against me? I mean, I was the one who killed your uncle."
The girl sighed, "Uncle's job is to kill other people. There will be a time when he will also be in the position of his victims. I may hate you for killing my only remaining family, but I don't think I have the right to take revenge."
Again and again, Isaac was amazed by this girl. She is young, but her mind is mature. It seems that people who live in harsh environments like this tend to mature more quickly.
"Okay, I've decided. Come with me to Randall's territory. What's your name?"
"Olivia," she answered.
"Olivia, huh? Good name. An extraordinary person like you can't stay here forever. Come with me. I intend to make you my servant. yes, Olivia, I want you."
She heard Issac's words. For some reason, Olivia's heart skipped a beat. She felt something warm from this person. I do not know why.
"If you need time to think about it, that's fine. I'm the one who took your uncle after all. It's natural not to believe me. At least I'll wait until tomorrow."
"Is this a request from my uncle?"
"No, really, your uncle does have a request, but specifically, this is my request to you."
Olivia thought for a moment, then nodded. "Okay, I'll come with you, sir."
hearing Olivia's answer, Isaac was so happy that he reflexively hugged Olivia. He looks like a kid his age. Of course, Olivia's face was red.
"Ah, I'm sorry. I'm too carried away. Well, it can't be helped because I managed to get a great person like you. Well, it's been decided. I will take you to my mansion now to discuss my intentions with Mom and Dad. Ah, right, my name is Issac Randall. You can call me Isaac."
"Very well, Mr Isaac."
After an agreement was finally formed between them, Issac carried out Alfred's will to give Olivia all the money he had saved. Besides that, he also gave 30 gold coins to Olivia, which she accepted with trembling hands. For Olivia, the sum of 30 gold coins was a lot. Enough to live for more than a year.
"It's finally over," Isaac said to himself. Time to solve the final problem.
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Issac decided to organize his spies in the capital's territory. Isaac understood very well that information was a weapon. Therefore he formed a special unit tasked with collecting various information circulating in the capital and verifying the truth of the information obtained.
Therefore he formed this unit with a clear hierarchical structure and their respective functions. Collect information, verify its integrity and analyze any possibility that destabilizes its business and the Randall region.
Issac gave them the funds and the right to recruit local informants to make their work easier.
The Crow Unit is the name Isaac gave to this unit. This unit contains various professions. There were merchants, administrators, and various other professions related to the La-Sa guild.
Issac even bought a house in the commercial district to base his intelligence operations. This unit was also responsible for passing on the information they had gathered and filtered to Isaac via the La-Sa guild caravans and the crows he had prepared for this unit.
They were able to transmit very important and confidential information to Isaac in one day. Likewise, Issac was able to send instructions to them in no time.
Issac had unconsciously been gripping his nails in the Randall region and the Capital with the formation of this unit.
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