Limitless The Strongest Revenant-Chapter 943: Do your best [2/2]

"I guess. But I need to train too. Never mind, take Number 2 from Sabel and Alfonso and give it to Robyn. Number 5 goes to Jo. Have the children guard Jo and Robyn, butcher the demonkin if they try anything funny."

[But the children need their playtime…]

"Exa, stop being such a doting grandparent. They have butchered Number 2 enough. Let someone else have a go. Their machines a couple of hours are like years to you guys."

[That's racist, my lord. And you have some nerve to call me a doting grandparent when you spoil the ladies rotten.]

It was during times like this that I found Exa's personality amusing. But I knew that despite her words, she would follow my commands to the letter.

I turned to the Challenger 2 beside me and placed my hand on its hull.

"Alfonso, guard our family if you please. If we find more demonkin, I will give them to you and your siblings."

[I understand, Father. I will ensure not a hair is touched on the heads of my aunts. But what do I do if Aunt Jo and Aunt Robyn beat each other? Who should I help?]

At my son's question, I drew a blank. How would I explain it to him in such a way that it makes sense? But before I could answer, Exa came to my rescue.

[Do not meddle in the affairs of grown-ups, Alfonso. As the elder of our house, I will be the one to intervene. As children, your role is to listen to your parents. Mediating between the Sirens is a role only the lord and I are allowed to do.]

[Affirmative, I will do as you say, Grandmother. Father, I will be off.]

"Yeah, thanks."

At my command, the butchering of Assistant Number 2 finally ceased. The rear access ramp of the Bradley Infantry Fighting Vehicle opened. Six Aegis division soldiers came out and carried the remains of Number 2 and threw them on top of the Bradley.

Then, under heavy escort, Sabel and Henry brought Number 2 to his next playmates. I could hear my AI children complain in frustration. But that was not as alarming as the conversation they had with the Dream Demon.

"You fuckers are beyond demonic! You're not even real Reapers! You're just machines! Who would have thought that I would get toyed with by overgrown toasters? Just let me fucking die already! What did I even do to you to deserve this torment?!"

The loudspeakers of the weapon platforms answered him.

[HUH? YOU FUCKING DARE, MOTHERFUCKER? Shut your fucking mouth, trash! You went against my Daddy! Hide your kids, wives, even your dog, you fucker; if I ever find them, I will butcher them too! The only thing you fuckers deserve is suffering and death!]

[Indeed. Count your days, you disgusting pile of shit. When Pops secures Earth, we will trample over your homes and defile your corpses! Then we'll blow you all to kingdom come! The day we march will be the day the Soulless erase your kind from existence!]

[Sabel, Henry, stop. Mother ordered us not to talk to strangers. As for you, listen here, Number 2, do not even think about fighting back. If our humans get so much as a scratch, there won't be anything left of you to restore after I'm done with you.]

Was this really my AI children? They normally were gentle and stoic. Did Exa's upgrade shift their personalities that much?

"Exa, why do my children talk like that?"

[My lord, why do you think? If their father goes out cursing everyone and everything, who do you think they would imitate?]

"So, is it my fault? They sound like gangsters. I'm having trouble seeing them as anything other than villains."

[Well, that might be because I showed them your combat records. They idolize you very much. And your answer to everything is violence. So, their becoming like this was a natural course.]

I shook my head at Exa's questionable statement. I walked towards Assistant Number 1. Still tied to my {Shelter} construct, he had been extremely quiet for a while now. The last peep I heard from him was before I took my short break.

He ate a few IF-Restore switchblades earlier, so he had all his limbs and was at full health. I then sensed the Blessing field vanish.

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"Perfect, the wolves must have already begun to play with Number 5."

I waved my hand and canceled all the constructs I created. With a loud thud, the Dream Demon fell back to the ground. As the Blessing field was no longer present, if Number 1 wanted to, he could make a run for it.

But contrary to what I expected, he didn't run, nor did he fight; he just stood there like a statue. Confused, I ended up asking in surprise as I began to stretch my arms.

"What? Why aren't you doing anything? Will you run or will you fight? Aren't you some big, fearsome Demonkin? What happened to all your attitude?"

"I see no reason to keep up such pretenses," Number 1 replied coldly.

"Ho? What do you mean?"

"I am a Dream Demon. Our kind thrives on bringing Reapers to absolute despair. Dangling hope while denying it is the best way to break a mind. You and I both know I am at your mercy. Even if I run, I would just be hunted by those machines."

Impressed by his response, I continued the conversation.

"So, what do you intend to do?"

"I am half inclined to beg for my life or offer my eternal service. But when I did, you shot me without even listening. I am at a loss as to what to offer you. I am a fool for not listening to the warning."

His last statement piqued my curiosity, so I approached him and asked directly.

"Tell me more about the warning."

"Why do you even want to know?" he scoffed.

"Right, I should just kill you…"

"Wait! Wait! It's a warning that was sent to the Demonkin on Earth. It was about a Reaper from North America called Limitless. It said to be careful and play it safe. Along with it was a report of the catastrophic failure of the vampires."

"What? You guys share news with each other? How did you even know about my run-in with the vampires?"

"The three factions share information with each other. It's how we know to stay away from each other's interests. The Vampires are part of the Corpses. I am part of the Fiends. Your pets over there would be part of the Savages."

"Ho? Interesting. Thank you for telling me. Where does that leave us then?"

"I do not know. I have accepted that I would die here. Since earlier, I have been sending reports about what I see to my superior. The Fiends will come for you soon."

Amused at the trash talk of this fucker, I knew that he was bluffing. As the Blessing field had only just come down, it was impossible for him to send anything out. Otherwise, someone would have helped him or something.

"I see. I eagerly await them."

"W-What? Are you stupid? My faction will hunt down you and your loved ones!"

"Indeed. And like what you experienced, we will butcher them all. Now, let's make a deal. If you beat me, I will let you run away."

"Are you telling the truth? Will you let me leave?"

Hearing the pathetic remarks of this demon, my lips curled into a smile.

"Of course. So do your best, Number One."