As an orphan boy who grew up on the streets knowing nothing else but the streets, Alan usually kept to his business, doing odd jobs, pickpocketing, acting as a lookout on occasion for the local gang but generally staying out of their way. Oh and let's not forget dodging mages in need of test subjects for shady experiments that can't see the light of day.
Today was different, word had spread around that the blood river gang had pissed off some noble ,the details were scratchy at best but when has pissing off a noble ever ended well.
In this world where nobles were considered to be little gods wherever they went ,who'd be stupid enough to piss them off.
This logic has long been engrained in to the minds of the commoners repeatedly using the blood of many commoners along with the stupidly strict laws that prevent the common man from easily acquiring any knowledge ,skills or acquire reasonable techniques to grow their magic and hence it's the reason why most nobles are mages.
Pissing off such guys is tantamount to signing your own death certificate. If one is lucky, only the party involved is killed but if it's a particularly nasty noble killing even the new born babies isn't out of question.and that would be a better outcome as stories of some particularly crazy nobles have been known to rape women in front of their families .
The whispers of the blood rivers involvement in such an incident has spooked the underbelly of the city with many keeping their distance till it blows over yet how would it be easy for someone like him to keep his distance.
Having been asked to carryout some duties and refusing , the gang members ended up beating the daylights out of him with this being a form of resignation from the gang but he knew better , after the dust settles with the gang not destroyed he'd be made an example of.
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" so what do you say to my proposal, will you accept " looking at this boy younger than him seated in the ruins he considered his home, cold sweat broke out on his face and a chill ran down his back.
This boy probably no more than seven years old was asking for information on the blood river gang on behalf of the blood crows in exchange for money and protection, he almost had a heart attach.
Who were the blood crows, this was an organization that allegedly wiped out the blueport Noble family in a single night.
This not only solidified there position as the most ruthless organization in recent years but also a powerful assassination organization.
Many would have thought the little boy a lier except for the fact that as a somewhat influential individual among the street urchins and thieves, he knew they usually recruited children from a young age and trained them to be assassins.
As well as the fact that he held their signature dagger, all doubt vanished from his mind .
" all information you collect from now on is to be passed to me no exception, in exchange I'll support your growth in both magic and size of your organization. But I'll expect your loyalty "
With no way out but to take the deal , an agreement was reached in this ruined house that laid the foundation for the strongest organization to grace the universe.
With the details out of the way information on Azriels target from local hungouts to his favorite prostitute were handed over and as Alan received his first investment along with a few tips he asked, " what should I call you? " , " colt, call me colt" and so the young boy created his first alias .
With the information at hand along with the situation going on with the noble incident, he firmed his heart to finish this mission solo as he didn't want to get entangled in a nobles hairs . and the plan was simple enough that even a highschool kid could carry it out. But first came the issue of getting permission from my leader Sam as this is his mission.
As weird as it may seem , the organization was strict about hierarchy so going behind my superiors back is a big no-no.
Hopefully she accepts but thinking about the fact that she'd be pleased with my death , I was sure she'd let me carryout the mission.