At this moment, his kill count had reached 91 and there was still one house he hadn't gone into yet.
Cracking his neck and moving his shoulders, he headed toward it, no longer bothering to use the talisman.
...
On the other side of the street, Jack and Henry stared at Max in shock.
A while ago, they had noticed a figure sneaking into one of the houses they were watching. At first, they thought he was one of the enemy group.
However, when he came out and went into the next and then next, they finally paid him attention and soon recognized him.
Immediately, Henry was filled with rage and wanted to shoot him because he thought Max was colluding with the enemy. However, Jack stopped him and told him to take a better look.
When he did, he noticed Max's knife dripping with blood and the realization of what Max was doing hit him, sending cold chills down his spine.
"Do you think... he really killed them all?" He asked Jack, feeling his throat dry up.
"I... think so." Jack took a deep breath, "Otherwise someone would have come out to alert the others."
Henry nodded. Then, upon seeing Max walk toward the last house, which probably housed more people than any other, he stood up. "I'll go and see if he needs some assistance."
Jack looked at him with a half smile and nodded, "Yeah. You should."
"Tsk." Henry clicked his tongue seeing the look he gave him and thought, 'What trouble! I shouldn't have been an asshole and should have treated him a bit better.'
Unlocking the gate, he rushed over. For a moment, he paused in front of the door, but didn't hear any noise. So, gritting his teeth, he entered, ready to shoot.
However...
What he saw inside surprised him.
There was no scene of bloodshed or corpses he expected. Everything was peaceful.
He searched the rooms on the first floor, but didn't see anyone, so he rushed upstairs and immediately saw Max standing at the door of a room.
Hearing his footsteps, he turned to look at him, and nodded lightly before stepping inside.
Henry hurried over and saw a middle-aged man, hanging on the ceiling with a rope around his neck.
"Visante..." He murmured, recognizing the man.
"You know him?" Max asked, shifting his gaze away from the letter he found on the table.
"Yeah." Henry nodded, "He lived in this house with his family. I saw him a week ago when he came over to ask for some food."
He then looked at the letter in his hand and asked, "Suicide?"
To his surprise, however, Max shook his head, "No, he was killed."
"Huh?"
Max did not explain anything and just walked out of the room, saying, "You can put him down if you want."
Henry stared furrowed his brows, but a moment later, he sighed, put the gun down and began pulling Visante down.
...
Before leaving the house, Max went to the bathroom, took his t-shirt off and using the water from the system inventory, he took a shower. But it soon ran out, so he bought 10 liters and then another, using up 2 HP.
[Harem Points: 21→19]
...
Jack was constantly keeping watch on the surroundings, not even daring to blink lest he failed to provide support to Max and Henry in case they needed it.
But not long after Henry entered the house, he saw Max walk out, shirtless, holding the knife in his hand.
Seeing Max walk over, he went out and asked, "You alright? Where is Henry?"
"I'm good." Max said, his voice calm as always, "As for Henry, he is probably pulling that Visante guy's corpse down."
Saying this, Max began walking past him, but then he paused and said, "You should have some people take care of the corpses in the houses."
"...Yeah. I'll do that." Jack nodded, his voice low. His words confirmed his speculation—he had indeed killed everyone.
He then watched him until he disappeared from his sight, his heart thudding in his chest.
'Just how... did he do it?' He wondered.
Right then, he noticed Henry returning and quickly asked him, "Did you see him fight?"
Henry forced a smile and shook his head, "There was no fight."
"Hm? What do you mean?" Jack asked, confused.
Henry shrugged, "There was no one inside, but Visante's corpse on the first floor."
Jack's brows furrowed, "But they should have been there, right? Did they go somewhere? To receive the firearms' supply?"
Henry nodded, "That's my guess too. Of course, they might have been in one of the other houses and might already be dead."
Jack felt it was not likely because they had been watching them. However, he didn't dare be too sure about it. They were humans, after all, and might have made an oversight.
"Let me go bring some people. Then we'll go check." He said before entering the mansion.
...
Max arrived at the administration building and saw Vivian sitting on the reception desk, her brows creased into a heavy frown.
His gaze roamed over her.
She had an almond shaped face, fair complexion and slightly wheetish color skin. Her thin pink lips, a small nose, shapely brows and light green eyes made her quite attractive. Her brown hair was neatly tied into a ponytail, falling to her mid-back.
Currently, she was dressed in a black, pencil skirt—that tightly hugged her wide and what he believed was a very soft ass—and white shirt—that was stretched across her large breasts, comparable to Ruth's in size. Factoring in her slender waist, juicy thighs and long legs, she was one attractive milf.
After admiring her for a few moments, he nodded. Both her appearance and personality were to his satisfaction and adding the fact she seemed to care a lot about him, she more than qualified to become his third harem member.
Someone might wonder, why was he suddenly interested in her?
Well, it had to do with him killing over 90 people in such a short time span.
While the act of killing itself didn't weigh on him emotionally, it seemed to rouse something primal within him, which he felt he could only calm down with sex.
Now, since he couldn't return home yet due to some reasons, he had to find a woman here and Vivian, his loving aunt, naturally became his first choice.
Now, it all depending on her sexual information, he would decide whether to make a move on her. So, without wasting any time, he activated the [Discerning Eyes].
[Name: Vivian Fletcher]
Marital Status: Married
Sexual Satisfaction: 5%
Vaginal Virginity: No
Anal Virginity: Yes
Sexual Arousal: 0%
Sensual Points: Eyes, Neck, Vagina, Anus.
[Sexual Fetish/Fantasy: Submission, Affair with some young man.]
'Hm?' His lips curled up into a smile when he saw her fantasy. He then checked her status too, and wasn't surprised when he saw her most prominent emotion was worry. However, her loyalty surprised him.
[Loyalty: 61]
'She really considers me family. How... Nice!' Smiling, he closed the screens and walked towards her.
Hearing the sound of his footsteps, she raised her head, "Max? Hm? Why are you shirtless?"
"I threw it away." Max causally said, "Can you find me something else to wear, Aunt Vivian?"
"Sure. I will bring it to your room in a while." She said, standing up.
"Okay." Max gave her his most charming smile before turning around and walking away.
After Max left, Vivian walked out of the administration building and headed toward her home, looking around with a desolate look in her eyes.
She knew it wouldn't be long before this place she spent most of her life in would be destroyed and...
She bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes. She felt afraid even to think about the fact that she, her children, her husband, the old man Governor, and everyone else she knew would die soon.
'Why... Why is it happening? I don't want to die. I don't want to lose my children, and despite everything, I don't want to lose my husband either. My friends, uncle Robert... I don't want to lose anyone.' She stopped in place and raised her head, looking up at the sky, silently praying, 'Please God... Please help us overcome this disaster.'
Right then, she heard faint voices in the distance which gradually grew closer.
"What do you think is going on?"
"Hey, officer Jack, why don't you tell us?"
"Yeah. Where are you leading us? To fight those brutal people?"
"..."
"Sir Jack." Vivian dipped her head in greeting to Jack who was leading the group when they got closer.
"Oh, Mrs. Fletcher? Where are you headed to?"
'Hm?' Vivian raised her eyebrows because Jack sounded... unusually cheerful.
"I'm going home for a bit." She answered before looking at the group behind him and asking, "Has something happened? Where are you leading them, and why do you look so..."
"Relieved, right?" Jack finished for her, a smile appearing on his face.
He then looked at the group behind him before looking at her, "Well, I was going to tell them when Henry was with me so they could confirm it with him because it is going to be difficult to believe. But since you are here and I was going to give you the news to report to the Governor anyway, so I'll just tell you now."
Saying this, he paused and swept his gaze across everyone once again, enjoying their curious and eager expressions.
When he felt they would begin shouting if he stayed quiet anymore, he announced, "Those fellows outside... all of them have been killed. Now there is no danger to our lives."
Following his words, there was a stunned silence. Then everyone's expressions became one of disbelief and almost simultaneously, they asked.
"How?!"
"Who killed them?!"
Jack let them calm down on their own before he said, "I'm sure many of you know, Miss Sarah, Governor's daughter?"
Ba-Dum!
Vivian's heart skipped a beat when she heard him mention her and almost immediately, Max's face surfaced in her mind, but she shook her head, feeling ridiculous for thinking this.
But then she heard Jack's next words and was left stunned.
After most of them nodded in confirmation, Jack said, "She has a son... Maxwell. He came to the mansion earlier today. After finding out what was going on, he left the mansion alone and slaughtered them all."
"Wha!!!"
Everyone's eyes widened in astonishment before glee replaced it and they let out loud, hysterical roars.
Then, some began laughing, their eyes moist while some began crying, pouring out their stifled emotions through tears.
Jack also felt emotions well up in his heart, but he kept them in check.
As for Vivian, after being stunned, and in disbelief, she felt all strength left her body and fell to her knees. Though her hands covered her face and she didn't make any sound, one look at her constantly shaking shoulders and heaving chest and you would know she was feeling the same as everyone.
In fact, she felt it even harder because unlike them, she knew the exact time of their supposed death, so the pressure had become unbearable to her.
"Now, now, everyone. Let's calm down and not embarrass ourselves in public, alright?" Jack said while helping Vivian up, "Sister-In-Law, please go home and relax. You deserve it."
"Mm. Thank you." Vivian nodded, wiped her tears and hurried toward her home. She couldn't wait to share the good news with her children... and then go meet Max.
Soon, she reached her house and knocked on the door. "Alex, Anna. Open the door!"
Step! Step! Step!
Creak!
Just a few moments later, hasty footsteps sounded before the door swung open to reveal a tall and slender girl, who looked to be around over 20-years-old, had a beautiful oval face, smooth fair skin, the same silky brown hair and eyes as Vivian's.
Though she lacked significantly in terms of the size of breasts and ass in comparison to Vivian, they were perfect in their own way. Moreover, she had a charm to her that drew everyone's attention.
"What happened, Mom?" The girl, Anna, worriedly asked. Right then, another pair of footsteps thudded down from the first floor and a lanky, brown haired boy appeared, looking as anxious as his sister.
"It's good news!" Vivian almost shouted out, unable to hold back.
"What?" The sibling pair asked which made Vivian glare at them, "Aren't you going to let me in first?"
The duo stepped aside and let her in. Vivian then broke the news, "We are no longer in danger. Those people have been dealt with."
"What?!"
"Really?!"
The siblings exclaimed. When they saw Vivian nod, Alex began howling while Anna hugged her mother and cried in her embrace. "Thank god. I was so afraid, Mom."
"Yeah. Me too, baby." Vivian patted her back.
After a while, when the siblings calmed down, she told Alex, "Go, bring me one of your decent shirts."
"Why?" Alex curiously asked.
"Someone needs it. Now bring it, would you? I need to return quickly." Vivian said, prompting him to move.
"Alright."
...
Max was lying on the bed, staring at the letter he found in Visante's room, his expression dark.
[If you have found this latter, then this means you have dealt with those useless people which is quite surprising to be honest.
I hadn't expected that you still have some life left in you, old man. Anyways, the destruction of your Foster family is set in stone. No matter how much you struggle, it won't change. Of course, it is unless you bring Sarah to me. What's it going to be, old man? Choose quickly. Your time is running out.
Regards,
Samuel Brown.]
Just as his eyes darkened and rage was beginning to shimmer in his heart...
Knock! Knock!
Someone knocked on the door and a gentle voice, which allayed his rage somewhat, sounded.