Personality V: I will save everything

“Knock knock knock knock————”

It was a very strange day, or it could be called an ordinary day, because the door of the manor was knocked again, which usually meant that new people had arrived.

However, ever since the people from another world came to this manor, no new people have come, which makes the people in the original manor feel very strange.

But no matter how strange it felt, someone should answer the door, so...the mercenary and lawyer among the survivors were pushed out.

The mercenary went to open the door with an indifferent attitude, and the lawyer was pushed out to be a shield simply because he was hated by the people around him.

But even so, the two people who have arrived at the door should at least open it.

"ha...................."

With a "click", the mercenary who had just opened the door closed it again. After a pause of one or two seconds, he opened the door again.

“…Hey. Can you let me finish what I’m saying?”

At that moment, the mercenary felt that his brain was about to shut down again. Although there were many twins in the manor, he had never heard that the Ripper actually had a twin brother? !

"Huh?" At this moment, Lydia, who happened to be curious about the new guy, recognized who the person was.

"Jack, why is it you?"

The reason why Lydia was stunned for more than a minute before she recognized that the person coming was Jack was because Jack's current dress was really...how should I put it? Very different from his usual appearance.

Normally, Jack is dressed like an elegant gentleman, an English aristocrat. But look at him now, with a top hat, a black windbreaker, and finger blades on his hands that are not hidden at all. My God, he looks like the real legendary Twist Ripper. Of course, he is.

And more importantly, it doesn't seem to be time for the "shift change" yet, and even if it is earlier, why is Jack the only one here?

In fact, this matter is very simple to explain. Let's turn the time back to three hours ago...

In the Oritis Manor,

Although we have decided to send everyone back to the original manor, I still feel a little uneasy.

Although everyone is very capable, what if something happens? What should we do if we encounter danger?

Suddenly I felt like an elder who was worried about his children leaving home.

At this moment, Jack placed a cup of hot tea on the desk in front of the manor owner.

"Have some hot tea. It's no good for you to stay like this."

I looked up at the cup of hot tea. The hot steam wafting from the tea and the tea fragrance that gradually filled the room also soothed my nerves in a sense.

"You're right." I picked up the cup of hot tea and took a sip. Hmm, how should I put it? It suits my taste... a light tea flavor, but not too strong.

It is true that I drink tea, but I hate the strong smell of tea. Well, it may be because of the trauma of my childhood. At that time, just for fun, I grabbed a handful of tea leaves and put them in the tea. As a result, just the smell of the tea made me feel nauseous.

Hmm... "childhood shadow"? Hmm...

Wow, I didn’t expect that the cup of hot tea that Jack made for me would give me a good idea.

I looked up and saw Jack standing next to me.

The legendary Fog City Ripper.

Super powerful combat capability.

Almost unsolvable ability. (Can mist his own body, equivalent to having infinite defense. The mist is everywhere, so he himself will not dissipate.)

The most important thing is,

Absolutely, listen to me, and follow my advice.

“!!!!!!!!!!!” Jack, noticing the look in the manor owner’s eyes, quickly realized what the manor owner would ask him to do next.

"I do not want."

Jack refused bluntly. His popularity in the manor was not bad, but it was definitely not good either.

Although Jack would not hate his "family" because of this, but...how should I put it, this could be considered one of the reasons for his refusal.

And most importantly, according to the owner of the manor, the manor is full of monsters, and everyone has not met the owner of the manor and has achieved a perfect ending in life.

Jack could guess what kind of guy he was in another world with his eyes closed.

It was a painful past for Jack, and in a sense, he tried desperately to forget it.

And now, the manor owner's proposal is not only to let him face his fear, but most importantly...

"How can I fight a group of monsters in this state?"

What Jack said was indeed true. The most he could do was to control the fog. Although he could turn the fog into fog blades and throw them out, it was obvious that his ability would not be very effective in front of a group of monsters.

Moreover, after so many years, Jack can be said to have retired from the underworld. Now the only thing he does every day is to take care of the garden or paint in his studio. How can you expect him to fight? !

"You don't have to worry about that."

I had already thought about it for Jack. I gently spread out my palms, and a black mist gathered in my palms.

"I don't need you to go to another manor as Jack, I want you to go to another manor as the Ripper. The Twist killer, the nightmare of the people of England."

I don't need him as Jack, nor do I need him as Jack the Ripper. What I need him to do is go as the nightmare of the people of England.

The power of the nightmare comes from fear, and Jack is the fear itself for the people of England.

In other words, as long as there is one person who remembers the name of Jack the Ripper and one person who fears him, he will always be powerful.

"............I admit that this is indeed a very tempting proposal, but............well!............"

Jack wanted to say something else, but the owner of the manor then made him speechless.

I really couldn't stand Jack's moaning any more, so I put the black mist in my palm into my mouth and kissed Jack.

He gently stuck out his tongue and passed the black mist into Jack's mouth.

I could feel Jack's mouth gradually cracking and becoming cold, and his tongue was starting to become thin and long.

I opened my eyes, and sure enough, the "Jack" in the game, the real "Jack", was back.

Jack could feel his heartbeat gradually stopping, but he was not afraid of it. To be exact, what really made his heart beat was the owner of the manor in his arms.

Jack could gradually feel himself changing in a non-human direction, but the increase in strength also made him feel a little happy.

At the same time he could feel the landlord's hands untying his tie.

When asking someone to do something for you, it is best to give him some benefits first. If you want a disobedient child to obey your orders, you should give him candy first.

Just like what I am doing now.................

Jack stretched out his longer tongue and gently licked the manor owner's lips.

"As you command, my Lord."

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This is the situation. After all, the owner of the manor has already given him the "reward". He can't just take the "money" and not do the job.

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"..............." The moment the mercenary saw Jack, he frowned and stared at Jack with his hands folded in front of his chest.

Even when facing the Ripper, the mercenary had never been as alert as he was now. This was the unique keenness of someone who had been on the battlefield. He could feel that the Jack in the other world was very different from the Ripper in this world, more mysterious and more dangerous.

But Lydia didn't seem to feel it at all, or even if she felt it, she would not be afraid of Jack because of it. After all, they are each other's most important "family".

"It's just right that you're here, Jack, come and help." Lydia dragged Jack inside without saying a word.

Along the way, Lydia explained to Jack what had happened, to be exact, the incident when Kreacher was hit hard by the piano.

Although there was no broken bone, there was definitely a bone fracture. Kreacher had been lying in bed these days and couldn't move at all. He could feel excruciating pain if he moved.

"I'm so sorry, Kreacher, if we didn't insist on dancing." Violetta sat on the edge of the bed, holding Kreacher's hand, and said very apologetically.

"It's okay, Violetta. No one could have predicted such a thing. Who would have known that the stair would break at that moment?" Kreacher forced a weak smile on his face.

But it was this smile that made Violetta feel even more guilty.

"Okay, why do you look like you're about to cry?"

Kreacher gently reached out his hand and wiped away the tears that were about to fall from the corners of Violetta's eyes.

"Such a beautiful girl would not look good if she cried."

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the other side,

Naib was humming a little tune while quickly putting the food on the table onto the plate in his hand.

He didn't want to take the food himself, he wanted to bring it to Kreacher in the room. After all, he couldn't even get out of bed, let alone come to the restaurant to eat.

After filling a plate with food, Naib was about to leave when he was stopped by the forward.

"That's not like you at all."

The forward expressed the thoughts of most people present. If he were a mercenary on a normal day, he would definitely eat all the food himself instead of giving it to others.

The food in the manor is limited, and some people have to try every possible means to fight for food in order to avoid starving.

"..............." Naib replied after a few seconds of silence, "It's definitely not like that."

Of course, Naib also knew that he had changed a lot.

He no longer had to miss his mother every day, because he was now in the manor and could see his mother every day. He also no longer had to feel guilty before wielding the saber, because he knew that his comrades had already forgiven him.

The most important thing is that every time before he took action, what he thought about changed from returning to his hometown and his mother to protecting everyone in the manor.

His reason for taking action finally changed from being forced to attack to being proactively protected.

He was finally free.

"Well, I don't have much time to chat with you guys, I have to go."

But Naib didn't want to say much about what happened to him. He was still the calm and collected mercenary as before, so he took the food and left.

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"Don't you think you took a little too much food?" Kreacher said, looking at the mountain of food on Norton's plate.

"It's not just for you." After saying that, the mercenary placed the food on the table next to him, took a piece of bread from it and started eating.

Violetta was taking care of Kreacher and only started eating the remaining food after she was full.

When Naib took the food, he must have taken into account that it was needed for three people, and he took much more than enough for three people.

After the three of them finished their food, they started chatting here. Anyway, Kreacher had nowhere to go for the time being, and the two of them were just the right people to chat with him and relieve his boredom.

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But the unexpected happened very quickly, well, in a sense, it was indeed an accident.

On this day, when Robbie was playing with Stellan and Inara, they accidentally bumped into a cabinet in the corridor. This would have been a small matter, but the decorations on the cabinet were shaken off.

This scene happened to be seen by Naib who was passing by, so he immediately rushed over and protected Robbie in his arms, but the price he paid was that he was hit hard on the head by the decoration.

"Dad Naib!!!!" Robbie shouted in horror because when he looked up he found Naib hugging him with blood all over his head. The fallen object successfully broke Naib's head.

Naib stretched out his hand and gently touched his forehead, and found that his hands were covered in blood. From then on, he just replied indifferently.

"I am fine."