102 That Was It?

It was an obvious sign of provocation to even attempt to escape, let alone the fact that they tried to kill him from behind.

The guards were slightly sweating at such a high stake scenario as the hostage was being mistreated right in front of their eyes while their client was not in the right state of mind.

He seemed like he was going insane while the baby was posing as a possible hazard if they left him alone.

There were too many problems that couldn't be solved with just the 5 of them which was why they wanted to test their luck but it was for naught.

Dean knew that if he was to bide his time for too long, people will start to find it odd and begin investigating this room.

What he first needed to prioritize was to quill the rebellious nature of those guards that posed the biggest danger.

They were an overall hazard as they had the audacity to attempt to assassinate him and escape while the man was beginning to become a nuisance in his interrogation.

If he were to address him formally it would be 'step dad'.

Such a title was unbefitting for him and Dean lightly scoffed at the realization that this idealistic man child who complains about purity would be called his 'step dad'

Dean sighed as he resorted to fear tactics due to words not being as effective as he originally thought.

He thought that with the ability to tell their hidden location, he would've garnered some sort of fear but he was still not understood.

The training for his aura was about to come in handy as a sluggishly thick red blood lust began to extend from his body while a feint outline appeared on Dean's body.

It was refined to the point where they were like tiny little threads that pierced through the pores of the human bodies before him.

His aura was eventually saturated to the point where instead of small threads around the body, it was now a cloak that shook them.

They were stunned in fear at the killing intent that forced them to slightly kneel on one knee while the man was on the brink of passing out as a yellow fluid began leaking from his pants.

This method of intimidation was the simplest as even Jane was sensitive to feeling the blood lust but Dean made sure to keep it within gradual control.

Looking at the child who was between the kneeling guards and his piss covered father, he was sleeping alright.

Dean cringed at the thought that this baby was considered his 'step brother' but that was not the reason for why he didn't imbue him with Battle Intent.

The guards were able to handle it without screaming in pain, if done to a child... it wouldn't be a surprise if death was approaching it.

Besides, waking up the child would create a ruckus.

"Now, back to the story. The child with Asher Wilkes?"

Jane's mind was in shock but she noticed that Dean was a lot more relaxed after using an intimidation tactic and decided this was the past time to try and negotiate

"W-we can settle this with a s-simple peace, Dawn. We'll g-give you whatever you want."

Dean found it odd that she was trying to prolong this conversation but he guessed that she was hoping for security to notice something wrong.

"Really? Then hurry, and tell the story."

Backed into a corner, it was hopeless now that Dean wanted to listen to the story.

Having given up on trying to negotiate, Jane tried to test another method.

"We had a child roughly 10 years ago..."

'Wait...'

Dean was in a state of shock as he was absolutely not that young and he was sure that Asher was his father.

Did he have multiple girls?

It didn't make sense as even his grandfather directed him to this place, leaving an option that would solve his problem.

"Miss Jane, I don't recommend lying"

To multiply the fear, Dean leaned closed to Jane's ear with an emotionless voice while slowly crushing her left foot which would at most cause a minor injury.

Jane had ran out of tricks and now was finally revealing the truth.

"W-we did have a child but I don't even know where he is."

"Oh?"

Dean was interested at how Asher liked to be secretive that not even some of his clan mates would know his name

"Roughly 2 years ago, the Wilkes Clan was demolished."

Jane's face was absent of blood and turned pale but Dean didn't want her to pass out that easily and slapped her face.

"Tell me what you think about it."

"But... Lily...she wore to protect..."

'So Lily allowed such a big mess to happen?'

She began to cry more tears which touched Dean's heartstrings but he was slightly more entertained by the bigger circle.

It would be simple to just say 'oh, you're such a great mum and I can't wait to join a new family'

But Dean obviously saw this from a much different view point

"What a heartbreaking story. Let me puzzle it all together."

"Asher, so compassionate to find his wife harmed his child by neglecting him. He then stupidly died trying to get her back and was even thrown into a pit of beasts, dying a dog death without honor."

"While the wife had to 'pitifully' live with another family in galore and riches. Living such a 'sad' and 'sorrowful' life because she was a coward that didn't want to die with her husband. Oh, how I sympathize."

"NO. NO, NO, YOU'RE WRONG!"

Dean was beginning to get bored at how much his mother was a drama queen before spitting a last few words.

"At least your childgrew up to be a great person, I mean your looking at him right now."

Shock passed through Jane's eyes before they became dim due to Dean punching her in the abdomen