Reincarnated With The Van Helsing System



Naturally the entrance to the mansion of the chief, is not for everyone to use, but all the important people can gather there in emergency cases, like the current one.

So, with Ender being the leader of one of the four strongest hunting teams, he used his token of identity to unlock the door, to reveal the current discussion ongoing.

Even if they were at the entrance of the mansion, Daimon's eyes could bypass the walls, and his ears were sharp enough to fully witness what was happening in the main hall of the mansion.

There was a large rectangular table, with enough space for more than thirty people, but right now there were only around fifteen or so occupied seats.

At one of the corners of the table, there was a slim old man, his skin lacked luster and his eyes were slightly dent, making him look sick, that being said his presence wasn't weak at all, at least Daimon could tell that if the old man gave his all, he could last a few rounds against Ismael.

Two of the other corner seats were empty, because they belonged to Ismael and Hal, as for the last one, there was a bearded fat man wearing fine clothes and a scepter which had a beast core at its top, giving him a noble-like appearance.

Or at least that would have been the case, if he wasn't smacking his hand on the table as he shouted at the old man.

"Father-in-law, those two had gone crazy, they are attacking a lot of people at once, please officially declare them enemies and use the guarding array to stop them, otherwise I will go and hire a mercenary force and raze this place to the ground!".

Next to the fat bearded man, there was a woman in her thirties who had a twisted expression, which slightly diminished as she heard the man saying he will take the matter in his hands if she wasn't given a proper explanation.

The slim old man sighed before saying.

"I have known Ender ever since his father and uncle were still alive, they acted as bait for a middle stage Arch rank magic beast that was driven out of its territory and ended up coming right at the town, which as you know lacks the ability to defend against such a thing".

"I can swear with my life that Ender wouldn't bring harm to this town on purpose, since that would be against the will that he inherited from his father, so I want to hear what is happening directly from him, before taking my decision".

The woman gritted her teeth as she stood up from her seat with a hatred filled expression, to then say.

"Don't give me that crap, my brother's mansion collapsed, killing everyone inside of it, even if Hal managed to somehow survive, I'm pretty sure my little nephew is dead, I get that you aren't from the same family branch as us, but they were still related to you, if you don't give me a proper explanation, then…".

Ignoring the woman's ramble, the cold voice of a young man interrupted her.

"He tried to kill me, and was killed in retaliation, that's the explanation of what happened".

All the presents in the room turned to see the origin of the voice, just to see, Ender, Tila as well as two unknown people entering through the door of the meeting room.

Well, there was one person who did recognize them, the short merchant Gary, who also had a seat on the table, though it wasn't a main seat, as he wasn't a part of this town but a travelling merchant of course.

Obviously now that the supposedly causers of the turmoil on the town appeared, the many guards standing at the corners of the room, immediately pointed at Daimon's group with their weapons.

Which made Ender to rush in front of Daimon, before things got out of hand, he spoke.

"Keep your weapons away, I don't know what you believe, but we only attacked because Ismael as well as others tried to kill us, and the same applies to these two friends who were only stopping for a day in our town!".

"As for what young Gabriel mentioned about Alan, he is saying the truth, I was the one negotiating a price with Alan over the latest catch, and he deliberately gave me a low price to then try to kick us out, and grab lady Priscila, you can imagine the rest, chief", said Ender at the slim old man.

But before the old man could say something, the fat man snorted and pointed at Ender.

"Do you expect us to just believe that, you are just putting all the blame on Alan, and saying you were defending yourselves but what I saw was that you were the ones attacking".

"Chief, I have supported this town and in exchange my nephew was killed, if you don't give me justice then I'll have to get it with swords!", he said.

"I see names on the assigned to the chairs, are they the right ones?", Daimon's voice once again interrupted the heated discussion, as he turned to see Ender, who knew that what was going to happen couldn't be avoided.

"Yes, the seats are assigned, and they can only be occupied by those who held a certain amount of influence in the town", he said.

"Oh, I see", not even a second later, Daimon pointed his index finger forwards and a thing line of white light, was shot from it, piercing the head fat bearded man, who collapsed on the spot, with his previous arrogant expression froze on his face even in his death, as he didn't see the attack coming.

The others also reacted slowly, the woman was the first, she screamed and then tried to take her weapon out to avenge her husband, but then a horrifying pressure flooded the room.

And to the terror of all the presents, more of those white rays were shot by the masked man, killing another five people, including the woman, all the guards were being pressured against the ground.

As for the other people sitting at the table, only the old man was capable of still moving under Daimon's pressure, but he saw Ender shaking his head at him earlier, and now he was grateful that he listened, otherwise his head would have been removed out o his body right now.

The people here had influence and they were also Lord ranks, but they weren't adept to battle, the reason is pretty simple, Daimon has already killed all the battle oriented influential people on the middle stage Lord rank, that would have joined this meeting, with the exception of Ender, Tila and the old chief.

The fat man actually did have some middle stage Lord rank, guards, but they were watching over Alan, in other words they were dead already.

Daimon retrieved his aura, allowing the survivors to breath once again, that being said they couldn't move yet, so he walked towards one of the seats and casually took it.

The crazy girl sat next to him, and tried to lean against Daimon's shoulder, just to fall to the ground when he dodged it, though she seemed happier to have been avoided like the plague.

As for Ender and Tila they slightly bowed towards the old man and then also took their seats, which were near the one Daimon took, but still kept a respectable distance from him.

Daimon waved his hand and took out a large purple book, which he opened and then threw at the old man.

"The ones I killed were part of the business that the guy of the brothel was running, their names and blood signs are there, probably a safety measure of that sly guy", he said.

Jeremy of course had some dirt on the people he worked with, just in case they ever thought of telling on him, he will bring them down along, and that worked in Daimon's favor allowing him to get rid of the remaining scum.

The old man read the book and his eye widened a bit as he gritted his teeth, the "business" they did, were perfectly detailed into it, butchering, human slavery, distribution of human meat, theft, kidnapping, and the list continued.

"Now, that we have cleared that what happened a moment ago had a proper reason, let's focus on how to solve this town's situation, in a profitable way", said Daimon, not giving time for the old man to process what he just learned.

Jeremy's brothel has some history, it has been there since his father's generation, but the other business he ran, is relatively new, at least the old man when he was still able to go out and make some rounds through the town, was sure that such a thing didn't exist, it was around ten years ago when he had to enter seclusion, because of a dangerous wound he suffered in a battle against a magic beast.

He survived, but until now his movement was quite limited, so he designated Hal who belonged to his family, but to a different branch to guard the granary and the storage as well to handle the protection of the town.

He originally wanted Ender to take that role, but unfortunately the decision was taking though votes, and at that point, Jeremy had already bribed the people who just died a moment ago, not to mention the ones that were killed earlier, so Hal took the leadership.

"Are you perhaps… an adjudicator?", asked the old man to Daimon, who shook his head.

"No, I'm just a passerby who ended up involved, I'll leave in a few hours", he said as he stole a gaze at the short merchant Gary.

"W-Why should we believe you, with that strength you might be a hunting dog of the flesh-eating demons, killing them might just be due to internal conflict", said one of the remaining survivors.

It's worth mentioning that those who were still alive in the room, were people that actually worried about the town, they weren't saints but at least they had some conscience and generated income as well as some jobs from time to time, allowing the lower echelon to earn some money to eat.

Unfortunately, those who were at the low part of the pyramid, were of course weak, and so they could only work in the mines or other manual labor, that didn't require them to fight, which meant the pay wasn't great also, but that still saved a ton of lives every year.

"Well, I could kill and rob you all, just like I did to those who tried to attack me, but instead of that, I want to offer a deal, I happen to have gotten a lot of things that are useless for me, recently and I'm willing to sell them all for mana crystals".

"Just give me all the mana crystals you have and the things I don't take from the treasuries of those idiots, are yours, Ender show them the type of goods I'm talking about", he said.

"Yes", Ender took out one of the many rings he had stuffed with the regular weapons, and other things that were found in Tom and Ric's treasuries and poured the contents out on the table.

Needless to say, but the chief and the other survivors were in awe… at such a good deal, the things they were looking had, couldn't be bought with mana crystals, they were magic equipment that though lacked the capacity to integrate a beast core, had to be bought with cores, or magic beast's meat and materials.

"I also want some information and a few minor things as well, but nothing too complicated", casually added Daimon.

The chief and the merchant Gary were the first to answer.

"Deal!", they both shouted at the same time, what a joke, the chief could use all these equipment, to form a self defense group out of the people of the town, a good weapon can make even a child a threat, and with Ender and Tila, in whom he trusted, they could be trained.

Those weak people will gain some confidence by using such equipment, for free as even those who worked in mines, kept mana crystals as paperweight or decorations.

As for Gary, he could use that equipment to convince his guards, to escort him to his destiny, as he was in a hurry, he only hated that he didn't keep more mana crystals, but that gave the other people in the room to also join the deal.

So, while their subordinates rushed towards their locals and houses, to get the mana crystals promised, with the guarantee that the town was perfectly safe to walk through right now, Daimon turned to see Gary and then took out the Arch ranked sword he got from Hal's treasury.

Gary is the merchant who has travelled the most in this town, and yet he didn't have this type of equipment, with cores integrated into it, in his store, which has been bothering Daimon.

"I want to know, why weren't equipment like this one, offered in the stores, I mean the type to use cores, not necessarily Arch ranked ones", he said.

Gary bitterly smiled in response.

"Young master Gabriel must be playing with this merchant, in the area of the wasteland, no merchant has the resources to buy Beast Weapons to sell, in fact, in the wasteland area, they can only be bought from the black market at the border Tiria city, the only "city" in the wasteland, and the one that is at the border of the outer region".

Daimon's eyes glowed behind his mask, first that was some valuable information, second Gary clearly had an expression of urgency when he mentioned that city, in other words, the reason as to why he was packing his stuff earlier, is because he wanted to go there, for some reason, which didn't matter to Daimon.

What was important, is that the merchant had the permit to go all the way to that place, the outer region might not be comparable to the central area, but they were still "habitable" areas there, in other words people could at least fill their stomachs there, unlike the wasteland region.

"Merchant Gary, I happen to have another batch of those things, which I can give to you, in exchange for a ride to that Tiria city, what do you say", said Daimon.

The merchant was charmed with the offer, since Daimon seemed interested in Beast Equipment, that was probably his goal, and he could enter Brown Wind town, so he isn't a cannibal nor a wanted person, which means he'll be getting some nice things in exchange for a ride, not to mention such a strong people would be good to have around in a dangerous travel.

Of course, Daimon directed the attention to the Beast Equipment, because a person with unknown goals, is way more suspicious that one with a clear objective.

"Sure, I have an empty space in my caravan, young master Gabriel can take one of the carriages, but I must say that I'm leaving as soon as possible tonight, is that okay?".

Daimon nodded in response.

"That's perfect", he answered, at the same time, the subordinates that left earlier returned, they were sweating due to how they rushed to bring as many mana crystals ad they could find, including theirs.

They respectfully placed around twenty of those bags, which were more spacious than the rings of the majority of people, with the exception of Jeremy, Hal and Ismael, on the table for Daimon to inspect them.

With a quick peek, Daimon was amazed at the amount of mana crystals he was seeing, though there were only around a hundred million of them, these were high grade ones, Daimon couldn't help but smirk behind his mask, with this he could help those two advance a bit faster.

Half Emperors can only use high grade mana crystals for cultivation, but the production at the four galaxies isn't enough for a constant flow of them, each year a few millions of them being mined was a great harvest.

The same applied to Neptune, low and middle grade ones were abundant, but high-grade ones weren't, it's for that same reason that maximum experts, like Calvin's grandfather, Vincent or Aurora, were quite old, it took them hundreds of thousands of years, to advance naturally, while using some crystals here and there.

Of course, they could use the ones their respective forces got, but then Stellar ranked things were valued most of the times, in high grade crystals too, so they couldn't just keep them for themselves, otherwise their forces will be outdated.

Daimon kept the bags in his inventory, to later give her part to Sarah, since she also owned some of the things that were given to the chief and the others.

Speaking of the crazy girl, she wasn't as interested in the crystals as she was in the invisible to others, screen that appeared in front of Daimon, the moment he took the crystals.

When he reduced the number of living people, he already made the number of reserves in the granary more abundant, as there were less mouths to feed, the chief also changes some of the equipment with Gary for food, so the shortage of rations was over.

As for the origin of the problem, the problem of this town is that the relation between common people and fighters, was too unbalanced, there were too few mages or knights, which will change with the massive amount of decent equipment they got.

The other problem was corruption, and while there will always be a dark side to anything in this world, the ones who purposedly created chaos were dead, or on their way to hell, in Jeremy's case.

[Congratulation, you have successfully eliminated the source of troubles in Brown Wind town, please choose your reward:

[Hero Shield (It can block up to five attacks from any native of Kerrol)]

[Hero Sword (It can inflict a lethal wound in any native of Kerrol up to five times)]

Daimon raised an eyebrow, the reward had nothing to do with Jasmine, the rewards were quite basic as well, still he didn't pick anything yet, because he was in public, there was also no other notification appearing, either from fake or from his own system.

"I'll be returning to the inn, see you in an hour", said Daimon to Gary, as he stood up and then left followed by Sarah, Gary also left not too long after.

Ender and Tila stayed behind as well as the old man.

"If they weren't adjudicators, could it be that they escaped a human farm?", asked the old man, to which Ender and Tila nodded.

"Most likely… I can't believe he basically gifted us all the equipment from those treasuries, though they probably don't care, it is still a life-saving grace for the town", said Tila.

"Maybe they are going to the front to fight with the flesh eating demons, with their strength it shouldn't be a problem, unless a noble appeared", added Ender.

Their journey with those two mysterious people was over, they had to focus on the town now… or so they thought, but who knows what the future awaits.