Mr. Dimitri's Toy
Kill Mr. Dimitri
Tired of the modern world?
Let's venture into the middle of nowhere first…
...BEGINNINGS...
...FIGURE INTRODUCTION...
Chloe Isabel
I am an 18-year-old woman who was mute from birth and was born into a lower class family, who had no status whatsoever. I have an older half-sister named Sierra, my mother is just an ordinary human who has divorced her husband because she had an affair with another man who finally had to give birth to me into the world. He died two years ago and made Sierra the only family in the world.
My papa? I never knew who he was or who he was. The figure of the father who stood beside me was papa Sierra, Uncle Erik. What makes me different is that I have a birthmark on my back that might open up my true identity.
My expertise as an ordinary human being is that I am diligent in working, good at doing household tasks because it has been my job since childhood at home. There's nothing special about me until I get into Mr. Dimitri's world.
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Dimitri D’Arcy
I am a vampire who has lived for 999 years in the world. The warrior trust of King Rudolmuv who always fought in the front row and the only vampire who actively fought for the king. Few people know that I am a vampire has earned me the respect of many people because my mysterious personality and I who have never lost a fight earned me the nickname ‘Sang Penghur’.
The special power of vampires is that they can manipulate and control human minds, making them forget the existence of vampires in the world. This power has no effect on other vampires.
The longer a vampire lives, the stronger he will be if he is booked correctly. Lazy, fun-loving vampires will not live long in the world because of the aloof nature of vampires, making us connect with other vampires just for the sake of power or territory.
Okay! Go into the story…
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...1509, 16th century...
...[.Myres Residence]...
“So you want to do it or not? Otherwise, your brother's life will be lost.” threatened a big man.
“No! Not Chloe! Let me die for my own mistakes. I'm sorry, Mr. Myres, I just stole a little money from your fortune. You can kill me, but don't make my sister do that!” a woman's scream held by a bodyguard.
I shook my head frantically looking towards my only sister in this world. I moved my hand quickly.
‘For the sake of your life, I'll do it, Sierra.’
“Hey! What the hell are you doing? Want to pull out what style huh?” Mr. Myres laughed mockingly.
“My sister is mute, sir. He can't speak so he uses sign language.” Sierra said.
“Oh. Then what does he say?!” mister Myres was impatient.
Sierra looked at me again with tears soaking her pretty face, I nodded for sure.
“T-no Chloe! Do you know what the consequences are if you kill Mr Dimitri?”
His name alone could contain the feathers of a standing man, Dimitri D’Arcy was a warrior of the king's trust. He got the nickname as ‘Sang Penghur’.
‘I should try it, Sierra.’
I nodded at Mr. Myres in response. Mr. Myres smiled in satisfaction and clapped his hands.
“Good, good. We'll start your training now, I'll give you two weeks to master the killing technique. During that time, your brother will be in the cell underground, but I guarantee that I will feed him and drink. So too with you.”
“Will master give us payment?” ask Sierra.
“Basic of the poor! You dare to steal from me and demand payment!?” Mr. Myres is angry.
Sierra bowed, “Sorry I was sassy, sir.”
“Put him into the cell now! I'm sick of seeing a thief's face.” Mr. Myres signals the guards to drag Sierra away.
‘Sierra! I will definitely set you free. Wait for me!’
“Chloe, take good care of yourself!” sierra screams as the guards dragged.
“So your name is Chloe? You really mute?” asked Mister Myres to look at my face and body.
I was just wearing a long brown-sleeved dress usually worn by the poor and was a little worn.
My face isn't very pretty, outdone by Sierra. People even thought we were not brothers. But they're right, because Sierra is my half-brother.
We were born from the same womb. Mama was divorced from Sierra's father when I was in my house. Said Sierra's father, Uncle Erik, I was the son of my mother's affair.
As a child I did not understand and often cried when Uncle Erik deliberately said that with a nasty tone in front of my face because Uncle Erik once a month must have come to the house to see Sierra.
Mama herself is also more fond of Sierra even though she never said it directly but from the treatment of mama, I can tell.
I'm not as pretty as Sierra, but I'm more obedient. My relationship with Sierra has also been fine since I'm the type of person who relents while Sierra is the type that can't be mengerasat.
I nodded to Mr. Myres.
“Hmm.. Good, so you will never open your mouth if you fail in this task.”
Mr. Myres flicked his finger, “Eden. Train the girl how to kill.”
“Good, Mr. Myres.”
A middle-aged woman with long white hair and dressed in black came to me. I stood from a kneeling position.
His fingernails were long and sharp stroking my face. “Chloe, I can see that you will succeed. Follow me.”
I saluted Mr. Myres and went after Eden. My training began but my hands were slow and I was careless. It is not easy to master that killing technique.
Actually I only need to learn one easy and fast technique. 5 days of study, I have become more proficient but I also have to learn to control the expression.
Eden said, My face cannot lie. I showed all my feelings clearly. After that he gave me a few tips for manipulating expressions.
That's important because I have to disguise myself as a servant!
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...[.Dimitri D’Arcy Residence]...
I've been working in this old castle for 2 weeks, never once saw Mr. Dimitri. I only knew his face from the painting hanging large in the hall.
I passed the selection easily because I was used to doing homework. The first week, my job was to wash, sunbathe and scrub Mr. Dimitri's clothes and his officers. The butler was very pleased with my work.
He wanted to see my other skills and put me in the clean-up part of the house. There is a stain on the stairs that can never be lost all this time and I can clean it.
The butler, Mr. Denis, was confused as to how I could do that. I can't tell him because I'm mute. So I showed you how to make a material to clean stains from plants.
“Wah, I never knew leaves that grow densely in the back garden can be so powerful to clean stains. Great you, Chloe!” mr. Denis praised.
Actually the way it was taught Eden, I was also confused why Eden could think that far.
“Next week, you will move to the kitchen section. I'd like to see what position suits you best Chloe. You don't mind, do you?”
I shook my head and smiled. Maybe I won't be here next week.
Between me succeeding or dying.
The atmosphere of the night was so quiet and stifling, I never got out of the room past bedtime. But I'm already starting to get upset because my time is running out.
Sierra's life could be threatened if I fail to kill Mr. Dimitri.
The servant's room was downstairs, I ventured up the stairs to the forbidden upper floor.
Strange, as an important person, Mr. Dimitri had no guards inside the castle. There were only a few guards at the front gate.
I can see the big painting going down the stairs. Mr. Dimitri has an alluring black eyeball with a masculine face.
Even his dark aura emanated just from within the painting, making me shudder.
I already know which Mr. Dimitri sleeps in which room. Looking at the doorknob, I was surprised that it was unlocked.
After looking left and right, I swept the sweat in my hands onto the white shirt I wore to sleep, I opened the door with extra caution.
When the door opened, I breathed a sigh of relief because there was no sound. My hand held the little knife I had given Eden in my pocket.
‘You must be brave, Chloe!’