INFINITE MONEY - I Will Buy Everything

In the Wicked Witch of the South's Bedroom, the three people were still waiting for their important guest and the annoyed young master couldn't take the silence any longer as he cried out.

"What is taking them so long, they should have disposed of him by now." Leopold angrily said to himself.

The Butler named Aknald said in calm voice to his young master "A little longer Young Maste-" He was disturbed as a specific sound beeped in his right ear and he touched it and said with intervals.

"Hmm... Okay... No...

Bring them over to the Young Madam's Room.

...Yes, that one." The butler nodded for the final time before stopping the network communication and saying to both the persons in the room "They are here."

"FINALLY, so the VIP's are here. So... what happened? Did they do it? Is he dead?" Leopold asked the butler Aknald impatiently.

"Well..." Aknald didn't know how to say what he heard in the network.

"Well What?"

"I think, It would be better to hear it straight from their own mouth." Aknald replied his expression complicated.

Leonard's face became puzzled and the Witches face remain as It was... Unreadable.

They waited for a while before multiple sound of boots came through the door and a moment later the door opened for Three armed guards to enter with two people who were wearing black spandex all over their body.

These were the same people that were sent to find and quickly 'Dispose' of our beloved mc. Right now there body was in a very bad condition with multiple injuries that were currently visible.

The guards behind the assassins kicked at their kneecaps. The assassins fell to their knees and they didn't resist at all as the guards pointed their guns muzzle to the assassins head.

The guards behind them were specially trained by the Goldstein family. So even if the Assassins didn't want to resist but still they wouldn't be able to do anything with the guards standing behind them ready to blow their brain to smithereens with the specially calibrated Mana Bullets.

The Assassins looked down at the floor not willing to meet their eyes with the infamous Wicked Witch of the South. For they know how dangerous she truly is. So they stayed quiet until the moment the annoyed young master came in front of them.

Leopold looked down at the assassin with a dark look as he questioned them.

"So tell me... is it done?"

The guy kneeling to the right looked at his friend part leader at the left for answers.

Leopold wasn't very smart but he was smart enough to see the small gesture and know that the one on the left was the one leading the mission. So he also looked at the left one for answers.

Rierd, the leader of the small assassination team didn't know how to speak of his failure to the brat in front of him. He knew that he couldn't speak with him with any arrogance or he might get killed instantly.

He also knew how crazy the young brat in front of him was and he also heard rumors about him forcefully f*cking girls left and right without any concern for their safety.

And if one of them ever tried to speak out about him then he would use his extensive amount of resources to quickly pluck out any rumors and dispose the main source of them.

Without having any way to quietly say what he couldn't do, the assassin detached every self-respect and esteem he held of himself and bowed while placing his head on the diamond floor below him and said loudly "I'm extremely sorry young master, please forgive this worthless one."

His friend beside him became shocked seeing his arrogant friend bowing so quickly but he too was a professional as he also bowed and apologized just like his friend.

Hearing them Leopold's face grew very dark as he loudly cursed at them.

"So not only have you made me wait for you shi*s but you also couldn't f*cking do THE JOB LIKE YOUR SUPPOSED TO.

What do you think was supposed to happen Hah! you would come and beg to us and we will forgive you WORTHLESS SH*TS.

You bast*rds call yourselves professionals, you couldn't even do such a simple job like this.

You had one job. ONE. you were supposed to take care of a small child. Not more than 7 or 8 years old, and you still couldn't do it."

The one to the right interjected as his self-esteem couldn't handle so much blatant cursing.

"But it wasn't simple-" His friend to the left quickly gave him a glance as he corrected himself "I-I meant he wasn't alone young master, w-we followed him and tried to make contact with him but he went in to a bar."

"So? he went to a f*cking bar! What does that have to do with failing the mission."

The assassin on the left took the reins as he said "It's not that he went to the bar, it was just a feeling that I had that what stopped us from going in."

Leopold took what they said as Bullshi* as he again started to curse "So a kid walks into a bar and you sh*ts get scar-"

The butler intercepted before his young master could change the topic to a invaluable one as he said "Go on."

"It wasn't just a feeling that stopped me sir, it was my intuition that told me that something was in there that couldn't be handled by us."

The butler knew what he was talking about. He was talking about the intuition honed by a seasoned warrior through many trial, such that made them question their lives.

A persons intuition is something that can help someone in the gravest of circumstances even more so for veterans who have relied on their intuition for life's many hardships.

He himself knew what they were talking about as he too was saved by his intuition on multiple occasions of his life. So he couldn't take what they were saying lightly as he nodded for him to continue.

The assassin continued "So we waited for a while to see how long it would take for the kid to come out. But hours went away but the kid didn't come back so we thought of sending one of us inside to check it out and see what's going on.

We were originally three of us. So we picked and chose our finest person who had adapted in survival skills and sent her inside. So she went inside and we waited.

We waited for a while and later a loud 'BOOM' sounded and the surrounding buildings started to quake.

We immediately knew that a fight was going on but stayed to see if their was more enemies around us or not and we also had belief in her skills as well so we stayed quiet.

But even after a moment we still didn't see her coming back to us, so we also went in. But we couldn't find her inside the bar so we started looking everywhere else but what we found was..."

Leopold said as couldn't take the suspense any longer "Out with it."

"I-It's better if you were to take a look at it yourself, sir" The assassin said and took out a phone but before Leopold could take it the butler quickly took it.

The butler stared at the phone before his eyes widened and he said "Madam you should take a look at this."

Anabeth took the phone and looked at it. Looking at it she slowly narrowed her eyes before giving it back and saying.

"Close this Mission and remove anything related to it."

"Even the ones involved in it." She said and walked away to the bungalow while not hearing the pleas of the assassins being dragged away.

As she approached the bungalow she looked down at the numerous buildings with a distant look while thinking.

Who else is involved in this?