The Legacy System

It was still before midnight, some mercenaries inside the camp were drinking and enjoying themselves inside a small building that was close to a strip club, and bar.

Well, it wasn't exactly a strip club as the ladies in there weren't doing what they were doing willingly, but were forced to serve these men naked, as they drunk, groped, or fu*cked them.

It seemed like human society had turned to the stone age, or the ancient time when there were owners and slaves, even though it was the 21st century.

They were taken from their husbands, fathers, siblings, families and brought here to serve these disgusting scums, who were even lower than animals.

They were disgusted with their own selves as they were treated and used like some kind of personal toy, or toilet for those animals to have fun, but there was nothing they could do.

Even if they wanted to kill themselves they couldn't, as these human scums had threatened them with their relatives' lives.

Even if they had been sullied, and most probably they would be despised by the same people they were trying to protect, there was nothing they could do.

It was just impossible to die, knowing that all your loved ones, all the people that you have known and had been a part of their life until now, that had colorized their world would follow them to death.

And not just any ordinary death, but one full of torture, pain, and suffering. This was what these animals had told them, and they weren't in a position to doubt their words.

The only thing they could do was curse their rotten luck, and ask God why did he treat them like that, and was putting them up against such misery.

It was impossible to return to their previous lives from now on, the only thing they could ask for was salvation, even though waiting for it was the same as waiting for rain on a hot summer night.

It was at this moment, when suddenly a big explosion took place, as the windows of the building they were inside, all crushed from the pressure and glass pieces flew all over the place.

Everyone got on the ground in order to defend themselves, besides a few ladies that had long ago given up from life.

This was their chance to finally have the salvation they were looking for, they didn't move from their places, as glass pieces entered their throats or different parts of their bodies.

Hopefully, now they would have the peace they so hardly wished for. Finally, they could go on and rest in peace, as they died with a content face.

That explosion wasn't the only one though, as more than a few others followed, as outside it had turned into a real chaotic hecatomb.

Blood was washing the streets, as human bodies were falling dead on the ground one after the other like it was some sort of domino effect.

Everyone understood that it was an attack on their camp, so they ignored everything else, grabbed their guns, and immediately got out to fight with the enemy.

None of them thought to escape, after all, even if they did their bosses would never let them live after getting out of this mess.

So, the only thing they could do now was getting out there and fight, kill their enemies, and if possible capture them and torture them later.

These guys had passed most of their lives fighting, so they were able to quickly compose their selves and get out to fight as they should.

When they arrived at the place where the commotion was the biggest and saw their enemy they were all startled, and stunned by what they saw.

The enemy was clearly only two, and by the forms showing on their full black suits, they were clearly women.

But the strength, skills, and abilities they were showing didn't belong to a woman at all. They seemed like messengers of death, as each swipe of their hand or use of their knives would take one life.

What made things even weirder was that even though they were throwing knives left and right, they didn't seem to lose them.

It looked like they had an infinite number of knives to throw, as their comrades were dying one after the other.

In this kind of situation, they couldn't even fire at them, as they were surrounded by their partners, and comrades, once they started shooting they would kill those guys too.

So, they had no other choice, but to throw their guns away, take out their knives, and then go fight against these two ladies.

Still, these guys were lucky, as most of them would have a quick death, the ones to truly suffer were those that weren't able to join the fight.

As Akira and Mina were fighting as the vanguard in close quarters combat, the mother and daughter duo were keeping the crowd in check.

They were having a carnival with their snipers shooting everyone and everything they could. Their victims were truly cursed, as their bullets wouldn't always claim their lives.

There were cases of them shooting these guys in the legs, chest, arms, and some seriously got a bullet in his pubic area and died because of massive blood loss, and heart attack.

On the other hand, Eric was just looking at whatever was going on in front of him with a satisfied look.

Even though he had had to intervene on one or two occasions, these ladies were showing real promise, and potential.

Differently from the weak, and emotional creatures of the past, each and every one of them were doing their best to kill as many as they could.

In order to make this a bit more exciting, he had promised that the one who won this would go on a date night with him, and would have him for herself for a whole night.

Apparently, that not only fired them up but even set them ablaze. Right now, each and every one of them was doing her best, killing and crippling as many mercenaries as they could.

If those dying poor souls would ever know that they had died just because those ladies were overflowing with the excitement of having Eric their own for a whole night, they would probably die again.

This time from their shock, and anger!

Things were going pretty good until this point, but the problem was that the ladies had only taken care of around 60% of the mercenaries, and they still had around 40% left.

If they were able to keep up with the current rate it wouldn't be difficult to deal with those guys, but since they had been too excited until now, they had wasted a lot of energy and were getting tired.

These foolish women were doing so much just to have a night alone with him, he didn't know if he should feel angry at them for overdoing it, or pleased with their attitude.

Even the kitten turned tyrannical bi*tch was doing her best in order to have a night alone with him. It came as a surprise to him, but he would most certainly not refuse her.

His opinion of her in the past just couldn't go worse, but right now she was earning herself some good points.

He couldn't think about that for long, as he suddenly felt danger. Just like expected, after the consequences had become severe, those guys didn't care about their friends anymore.

Their priorities had changed, as from now on the priority was to take down the ladies however they could.

If Eric didn't intervene the chances were that the ladies would be able to avoid their death, but would still receive injuries, and he couldn't allow that to happen.

He needed them to continue fighting, as they had one more medium camp to take down tonight. Even though he was losing himself precious Exp points, the SP points still were to his use.

Furthermore, since the difference in strength between the ladies and their opponents was much smaller than his to them, he was getting much more SP points than he would take if he killed them himself.

At this point SP points had become much more precious to him, so he was letting them have a killing spree, as he only protected them from the side.

So, noticing a few guys loading their RPGs he immediately took a nighthawk pistol from his space ring and headshot each and every one of them.

It was only now that the camp commander noticed the presence of someone else besides the 2 ladies fighting and the two snipers far away.

Until now this guy had almost been inexistent, he was just looking calmly from the sides, like he was enjoying a show or something.

And he would only intervene where the ladies' lives were in danger. Otherwise, he would just stand in his shady corner and wait.

If there were only those two ladies fighting in close quarters combat, and those two snipers then he had confidence that he could take them on, and kill them.

But looking at this new appearance he felt like things had gone south, and there was no salvation from this.

The only thing he could do was try and threaten him with the name of the one that had employed him.

That guy was a big shot, and now they had a really big delivery to make, and logically he thought that Eric had come to steal their shipment, so he started shouting towards Eric,

"Do you know who you are trying to rob from? This place belongs to 'The Nose'!"