Hitman with a Badass System

A few hours after Hunter massacred everyone in the arena, he vanished into thin air. He teleported himself with his throne, the dog, and the fifty-caliber machine gun to the castle previously besieged by the other Hunter and his group. Luckily Michael hitched on his teleportation and arrived right at Hunter's room in the castle.

Michael's room in the dark forest was gloomy, dark, and lit with crimson red light. On the contrary, Hunter's room was lavish, brightly lit with a grandeur chandelier, and filled with fancy furniture, including the elegant round bed in the center.

The golden curtains draped over the glass windows, preventing the beautiful view of the kingdom beneath the castle. However, since Hunter's room was on the castle's highest floor, Michael could see almost the entire city of Ravenfort.

The room had a mixed vibe of fantasy, medieval and modern. The walls were painted charcoal black while the Victorian era furniture gave off a certain charm to the room. In addition, there was also a large oak table and a throne behind the table just beside the fireplace. The fireplace lit the room with golden orange light reflecting the armors, portraits of Hunter, and weapons hanging on the wall.

At that moment, Michael would rather watch the city outside than Hunter's bed.

"Ahhh!"

"Hrrmmm,"

Moaning sounds echoed through the air as Michael avoided turning his gaze towards the golden-haired woman on top of Hunter.

It wasn't that Michael had never been with a woman, but he felt uncomfortable looking at someone else making love. Although Michael could not block the sounds from reaching his ears, he focused on various weapons and parchment on the oak table to get some sense of the universe.

Michael still hadn't figured out why he was in Hunter's universe. Thus, he was trying to get some information to answer his question.

While reading the parchments on the table, Michael came across the word 'Astral Energy' several times. It was apparent to Michael that this universe contained Astrel energy just like they had Arch energy.

Comparing to see which energy was more powerful was borderline pointless. Hence, Michael focused more on if he could find anything related to the Queen or the key.

Meanwhile, the moaning sounds started to get louder and louder to the point it annoyed Michael. Fortunately, several minutes later, the girl stopped moaning and finally fell beside Hunter.

"Wow that was great Ayano," Hunter panted as the girl breathed heavily. For a few moments, the girl couldn't utter any words. Just by hearing her heavy breaths, one could tell how exhausted she was. After the intense love making, no one would blame her for being exhausted.

"You didn't tell me where you put the prisoners Hunter?" Ayano, the golden haired beauty who currently laid beside Hunter half naked under the blanket asked,

"Is this your version of pillow talk?" Hunter smiled.

Hunter's words made Michael chuckle a bit. Just a few hours ago, Hunter massacred hundreds of people without showing a shred of mercy. Anyone else in his shoes would have at least shown some remorse or some kind of feelings. But, instead, Hunter came back to his room and made love to Ayano. He even killed a king without thinking about the consequences. However, Michael had a feeling that Hunter planned everything from the beginning.

Unlike the other Hunter thought, they were not trapping Hunter but Hunter was trapping them, including the king.

Michael didn't blame Hunter though, because those nobles and the king were there to execute him.  The other Hunter was literally planning to loot Hunter's castle and bed the girls in the castle. So they were not saints who didn't deserve death.

It was only that Michael would have chosen an elegant way to kill them all or killed only a few prominent figures such as the king to make a statement.

That was Michael's style. Hunter, on the other hand, preferred to root out his enemies no matter the cost. After reading the parchments on the table, Michael learned that Hunter may be looking to build a criminal empire spanning the entire world.

"He's creating a criminal underworld," Michael said to himself. Apparently, many of the parchments contained logs, information about underground pathways, and a list of criminals and corrupt officials in each kingdom.

"I just want to see who dared to siege my prince," Ayano cuddled Hunter and played with his raven black hair,

"Is that so?" Hunter asked with a gentle smile on his face. When he smiled, Hunter looked so gentle and kind. No one would believe it if one said he just massacred hundreds of people in cold blood.

"Hmm," Ayano nodded as she rested her head on Hunter's chiseled chest,

"Did you know they sent Hunter to hunt the Hunter?" Hunter was amused, recalling how he killed one of the best soldiers Sentinel Prime had.

"Really?" Ayano quickly raised her head to look Hunter directly in his blue eyes,

"Yep,"

"Where are they? I mean where did you put them?" Ayano seemed weirdly interested in where Hunter sent his prisoners. In fact, Michael also wondered what happened to the flying man of war ship and who was Hunter's inside man within Dictator Hunter's organization.

"There is a snake among us Ayano," Hunter's voice turned grave,

"Snake? Among us? What makes you say that Hunter?"

As the girl was expecting an answer from Hunter, he rolled to the side and picked up the bottle of wine from the table beside the bed. Then, Hunter chugged the wine down his throat without even using a mug.

He finished the entire bottle in a couple of seconds.

"Traitors are more dangerous than enemies Ayano," Hunter said, showing no emotion in his voice,

"I love treason, but damn I hate traitors," Hunter growled,

"Ah look at me," suddenly, Hunter slapped his forehead playfully,

"You asked me where I put Hunter and his group right?"

Ayano nodded as Hunter rolled to the side yet again. This time, he grabbed a vial with blood inside from under the bed,

Hunter tossed the vial to Ayano as she grabbed the vial and looked bewildered,

"That's what's left of Hunter. Hmm," Hunter rubbed his chin,

"It might be that dwarf or the orc. Fuck it, this was all I found at where I killed him,"

Michael finally couldn't keep his eyes on the table as he looked up at Ayano and Hunter. Though the latter looked calm and showed a smirky smile, Ayano looked pale and flabbergasted like she had seen a ghost.

"This...this..." Ayano stuttered,

Her hands shivered as Hunter took a last sip from the wine bottle,

"Sorry for your loss Ayano," Hunter brushed her hair,

Then he tilted his head as a devilish grin emerged on his face,

"Or should I say Sentinel agent Monolith?" Hunter asked.

Suddenly, he just broke the wine bottle on the bed frame and stabbed Ayano in the neck at lightning speed. She grabbed her neck as blood sprayed out all over the place, turning the white sheets into red.

She squirmed and wriggled frantically while Hunter stabbed her again and again until she stopped twitching forever.

"Softness to traitors will destroy us all," Hunter threw the broken glass away and looked at Ayano's lifeless body soaking the bed beside him.

Michael was truly stunned by Hunter's ruthlessness. He was just making love with the girl a moment ago. Even the sweat on their bodies didn't dry but he just stabbed her to death.

After stabbing Ayano AKA Sentinel Prime agent Monolith to death, Hunter removed the blanket and left the bed whistling like nothing happened. He grabbed a white towel, swiped his face, and flicked his wrist as all the blood on his just vanished.

While Hunter was putting on some clothes, Michael floated towards the girl and sighed.

Of course, Michael didn't feel sympathy for the girl since she was actually working for the other Hunter organization and disabled the defenses. Unfortunately, she played  a deadly game and lost it.

When dealing with a man like Hunter, one must be utmost cautious. As a Dictator, Hunter faced death threats and assassination attempts on his life on a daily basis. As a result, he gained the skill to read people and spot traitors in a few seconds.

"How did he end up here? Did he die and transmigrate to this world with a system?"

The mere thought of Hunter having a system sent chills running through his spine. The last thing this universe needed was a killing maniac like Hunter to have a system.

[No host. Hunter does not have a system]

The system surprised Michael by answering him all of a sudden.

Michael sighed in relief as Hunter finally finished putting on his black robes,

"Hmm. i look good," Hunter stood before a mirror, combing his hair to make it look perfect. He then moved on to adjusting his coat, and shirt and brushed away the dust off his black coat.

After everything was said and done, Hunter went to his seat behind the oak table. But instead of sitting, he pulled aside the curtains, revealing the city sparkling under the night sky outside.

"You can stop looking at the naked girl now,"

Michael was stunned, hearing Hunter's words. For a few moments, Michael looked around to see if he was talking to someone else,

"Being in soul form doesn't mean no one can see you," Hunter said without even turning around. His gaze was still locked on the neon city he created.

"System, can he see me?"

[It seems so...] the system's voice trailed off,

"The moment something goes wrong, do whatever you need and teleport me to safety," Michael ordered the system before slowly floating towards the table.