The Former Holy Knight. Having Lost My Job and Childhood Friend, I Decided to Start a Dark Guild - Chapter 19

Before dispatching Seneca to the high-class brothel “La Bohème,” I taught her the art of capture directly from the Holy Knights.

Seneca has unlocked the sub-skill “Killing Intent.” When activated, it emits an extraordinarily intimidating presence from Seneca, greatly aiding her bodyguard role. However, it’s also useful to learn capture techniques to subdue opponents without injuring them in an emergency.

In practice, teaching Seneca the capture techniques was like teaching a sponge; she absorbed everything rapidly due to her exceptionally high basic abilities.

(If it weren’t for her heretical skill manifesting, she might have even passed the Holy Knights’ entrance exam.)

Her abilities are impeccable, but not without concerns. While practicing with her, I said,

“Seneca, unless necessary, don’t activate that dangerous heretical skill during work.”

“I got it! And I shouldn’t use the knife too much either, right?”

“Exactly. With your abilities, even if some punks from the Gambino family pick a fight, you should be able to handle them with the capture techniques I taught you.”

She’ll also need to learn the etiquette of working in a high-class brothel, but it seems the courtesans of “La Bohème” will personally teach her. She’s quick to catch on, so it shouldn’t take over half a month for Seneca to become a fine bodyguard.

While teaching Seneca the capture techniques in front of the family’s mansion, Kano returned.

“Don, I’ve succeeded in finding the cat! Earned five copper coins,” Kano said.

“Good work. Alright, grab Sani and Nina; we’re eating out today.”

“Eating out! Eating out!” Sani was thrilled by the sudden outing. Though “eating out” just meant going to a simple diner.

While the family of five was walking through the Loser’s District, we spotted someone troublesome. Accompanied by three men, the one limping painfully was Fatty Pitt.

We tried to walk past him, hoping to avoid trouble, but a loud voice echoed through the street.

“Hey, you! Stop! Don’t ignore me! Hey, stop! Don Michino!”

With a sigh, I turned toward the voice, and Pitt glared at me with a flushed face. Seneca whispered, “Big brother, should I handle this?”

“No, it’s fine. Seems like he has something to say, so let’s hear him out.”

Pitt yelled, “You had Seneca kick my butt, didn’t you!”

“I did instruct her to be gentle, but are you okay?”

“I’m not okay, you jerk! I was bedridden for a while because of it!”

It seems Seneca’s kick was the cause of his limping.

“If you stop harassing the residents, we won’t harm you again. Take care.”

As we tried to leave, Pitt laughed out loud.

“Kano, seems like you’ve been deceived after all.”

“Deceived? You’re probably going to spout some nonsensical stuff again, Pitt-san.”

Pitt pulled out some documents from his pocket.

“I inquired with the Holy Knights. Asked if a man named Don Michino ever belonged to the Holy Knights.”

Pitt went as far as sending a letter with my picture to the Holy Knights.

“And then, they responded like this: ‘There is no record of a person named Don Michino ever being a member of the Holy Knights.'”

Probably, the Knights responded diligently to prevent someone from being deceived under the guise of a former Holy Knight. Of course, neither the name Don Michino nor the face in the picture were my real ones. I always use the “Hidden Face” skill when going out so Pitt doesn’t know my true appearance.

Pitt laughed again.

“Of course! If someone were badass enough to be in the Holy Knights, they’d make a fortune in the official guilds, not hanging around the Loser’s District!”

Turning to Kano and Seneca, Pitt said, “Listen, Kano, Seneca. Don’t trust this liar and outsider. Plus, this guy got beaten up by me, a weak character like this.”

As I feared, he instructed his men to attack me. At the same time, an even more troublesome situation unfolded.

Black smoke began to swirl around Nina, and Seneca’s hair bristled. These are signs of heretical skill activation. Completely unnecessary and excessive power for this situation. I quickly said, “Don’t activate your skills needlessly!”

Following Pitt’s command, his men lunged at me. Their attack was feeble, evoking a peculiar feeling in me.

It might be a good opportunity to demonstrate a summary of the capture techniques.

“Watch closely, Seneca.”

I dodged the men’s punches and quickly subdued one, two, three of them, forcing them to the ground. I applied enough force to keep them down for a while but ensured not to injure them.

Pitt, seeing his men on the ground, was in shock. Standing in front of him, I saw fear in his eyes.

“You might have to lie down for a while again, but don’t take it personally. It wouldn’t be fair if your men suffered while you got off scot-free.”

I gently, very gently, kicked Pitt’s butt. He screamed so loud it echoed through the streets, clutching his butt as he fell to the ground. “It hurts so much!”

Looking at the four men on the ground, I sighed.

“Seneca, the last kick was unnecessary, but protect the ladies of the brothel just like that.”