Mardinal: The Assassin's Adventure
Chapter 37: El Davolo Vernez Mansion

“Halo, Darling…. Finally, I returned to the hometown that I missed so much,” he said accompanied by a proud grin. But his face turned into a wonder of his own. “Eh, not really. Planet Urdalin is not as fashionable as the planet I was doing business with before. But still, I was born and raised here before I could become as successful as I am now.”

“Welcome to Mansion El Davolo Vernez, Tuanku Rusdan DaVerez.”

A man who was the butler of the mansion walked out from inside the mansion, welcoming him so politely as he lowered his head in salute to the master.

The eccentric man named Rusdan immediately gestured to get back on his feet. “Haha…. You named this magnificent mansion, Romero?”

“Do you not like the name?” ask Romero politely. “You certainly have the right to change the name as you want. But obviously, El Davolo Vernez is taken from your surname as our respect to you, My Lord DaVerez.”

“Oh, no need, Romero. El Davolo Vernez sounds pretty impressive, I love.”

A moment Rusdan noticed the look of his mansion again. “More, this mansion was built very elegant and magnificent. Nice.” He nodded for a moment. “As per expectations.”

Romero smiled happily. “I'm so glad to hear that, sir. In that case, please enter the mansion.”

The two immediately walked into the mansion, followed by several bodyguards and servants who walked behind while carrying Rusdan's luggage.

Upon entering the mansion, Rusdan's eyes were instantly pampered by the glint of the mansion's splendor which was extremely dazzling and so vast as far as the eye could see.

From above, the chandelier lights hang nicely with its luster. The main staircase was built there along with two other stairs on the left-right side as a road to the top floor. However, the stairs are not so useful because there are two lifts available to get to the destination floor faster without wasting energy.

And in the middle of the room, precisely in front of the main staircase, a giant statue of himself appears to pose like a photo of a famous fashion model.

Rusdan had time to relax the position of his glasses, trying to see more clearly all kinds of luxury displayed in front of him.

“Outside expectations..,” hissing Rusdan.

Hearing the vague speech had made Romero worried that the employer did not like the mansion they had built.

“What does not match your expectations?” ask Romero worried.

A smile suddenly floated on his face. “This exceeds my expectations, Romero! Very spectacular!” poetry splash.

Automatic Romero also showed a smile sumringah. He was happy to know Rusdan so admired the design of this luxurious mansion.

“Thank God if you like it, Mr.” Then Romero asked, “For now, do you want to rest? Surely you are very tired after a long journey from a neighboring planet here.”

“Ah..!” Rusdan's lips were deliberately made to bleach for a while as he flicked his one hand filled with various rings. “I actually don't really need to rest. During the trip here too I had enough sleep in the plane and car.”

Then, with Rusdan blurting out, “What I need now is a party! A party! PARTY!!”

Without orders and only to be seen from the girly of the master, all the servants and guards there immediately applauded, cheering happily with the idea of Rusdan.

“Haaah..” Rusdan sighed while taking a pose touching the forehead as if he was dizzy. “During this time, I cape thought of all sorts of problems and dealt with the police force on the planet there. Now, I want to make my mind more relaxed by partying.”

“Do you need many things to prepare for tonight's party, Mister?” bargain Romero.

With a somewhat frenzied movement, Rusdan took a long roll from his coat pocket that contained a list of anything that needed to be prepared briefly in the impromptu feast.

“Prepare whatever's in there, Romero. Lest anyone be left behind,” command Rusdan while handing over the scroll.

Romero immediately handed the roll of the list along the adult's body to his fellow servants, then the servant nodded in understanding and immediately left to prepare for the party.

“Moreover, Romero...”.

Romero turned his head, saw Rusdan read the list of the names of the guests he had invited via the golden cellphone.

“Actually, in advance I have invited my colleagues who operate on Planet Urdalin here to come here. I told them that upon arrival at the mansion, I would immediately throw a party until noon,” Rusdan said while watching his phone screen.

“If I may know, who have you invited?” ask politely Romero.

Rusdan replied while pointing at the list of names from his phone. “What is certain, the most important thing I invite is Xaviero Hernandez, the owner of an illegal property and loan company, he just got married yesterday to an underage teenager, still SMA.”

Rusdan again mentioned, “Alvonso Caveera, a fellow business partner in the field of selling illegal drugs and weapons. Gabrielo Marko, Alpha of the Markorin Killer Guild. And also Jumanto Sudarjo the lottery manager.”

Of all the names of the guests Rusdan had invited, only the last one managed to make Romero furrow his eyebrows in wonder. The other guests had good-sounding names and were very unhappy with their clear profession. The last one why is it different on its own?

“Sorry, Sir. Who is Jumanto Sudarjo? How come I've never heard that name before?” ask Romero wonder.

Rusdan looked at the butler. “Oh! Jumanto is a gambling expert. Now again actively running a crypto investment business. There are so many victims that he got. The total money obtained from his illegal business is around hundreds of billions of DT, if not wrong. I used to play gambling with him a few times. Often lose because he is adept at cheating, only in the end I can return the capital as well.”

“Means back capital, Mister?” ask Romero back.

“Yes I robbed all the money from winning the judgment, back my capital again. Khahahahak..!”.

Romero could only shake his head to hear the story of his master's frenzy. He barely understood what kind of friendship between fellow criminals out there was.

When Rusdan's frenzy did not remember the incident, a male servant suddenly accidentally nudged Rusdan's shoulder for walking in a hurry to prepare for all the needs of the party.

“A-astaga, Sir. Pardon me. I'm sorry, Sir. I didn't mean to nudge you. I could not see,” said the waiter apologized with a deathly pale face.

Seeing the careless actions of the servant certainly made Romero as his superior angry. “You are…! Should be, if you look around. You almost made Mr. Rusdan fall!”

While Romero was busy scolding the servant, Rusdan grabbed something from behind his fur coat, and it was immediately pointed at the servant.

“KYAAAA!!”

Loud explosions were heard all over the mansion, the servants were hysterical, and the guards were silent a thousand languages with pale faces. Apparently, the incident of not wearing occurred.

The butler's head was destroyed shot by Rusdan, then from the results of the shot grew some brownish crystals from his neck in place of the head that had been destroyed. The waiter's lifeless body fell on the floor, spitting out a lot of bloodstains and soiling the golden ceramic floor.

The brown gun muzzle with a classic design that gives off a little smoke while still being pointed. Rusdan's face was flat, completely innocent of the reckless act of taking someone's life.

For a moment he blew smoke on the muzzle of the gun, then a thin grin was seen on his face.

“This weapon becomes even more powerful..”.

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