"So you're Simon Rainglow? Fredrick's kid?" In a dark room where I was retrained, a middle aged man in armour asks with hostility, a frown was on his face as he saw my calm eyes.

"Yes." I answer obediently.

"How unlucky you are, to think you'd run into an assassin within the Servant Quarters, a Sleeper type in top of that as well." The middle aged man sat down on the chair in front of the table before me and says 'sympathetically'.

A Sleeper was basically a Sleeper Agent you'd see in spy movies on Earth, not only are they unaware of their true identity, they are capable killing machines once activated hypnotically.

Thinking back, that little girl must have been a precious chess piece due to her age, looks like I'm going to be in a lot of danger in future after angering such a dark underworld organisation.

"So, is there a reason I'm now tied to a chair and being interrogated after doing such meritorious service for our household?" I ask in a bored manner.

"Your here because I suspect you of being a spy." The man outright informs without hiding his intentions.

"Didn't I save my sister? What evidence do you have to support your claim." I ask my interrogator in amusement.

"Your too calm for a child that killed someone for the first time." The interrogator explains with sharp eyes.

Oh yeah, there was that as well, I should have tried to act shocked or something after killing that b*tch who tried to kill my adorable little sister.

Now that I think about it, it seemed I went overboard by using that new Martial Skill to kill that assassin, since her head exploded like a watermelon after my gun's bullet pierced through.

I too would find a child that could kill another so indifferently suspicious as well if I was to think of it in this guy's perspective. I looked thoughtful for a moment as I tried find a response to his reasonable and accurate claim.

"And that's not all, the investigation done by those of the Guard Quarters have found that there was traces of magic being used to conceal some evidence, especially what Enchanted Weapon was used to break the walls of the Swordwick Household's corridor."

"I used a Branch Skill formed by my Skill Root." I responded swiftly in order to shift the subject away from how cold-hearted my personality is.

I had no intention of revealing the weapons I made since I feel I wouldn't be able to protect their blueprints if the Swordwick Duke wanted to monopolise them. Someone as strong as him who has both magical abilities and skills granted by his Skill Root isn't someone I can take on with my meagre strength.

"Don't lie to me! Only a monstrous genius like the Young Miss could form a Skill Root at a young age. You-" Just as he was going to rant about how absurd such a claim was. I interrupted him by showing my abilities.

[Skill Root- Molecular Halo]

[Combo Skill- Heavenly Sword]

A white sword made of Psionic Energy shot out of the halo hovering above my right hand and cut my restraints.

"You... you... how?" The interrogator was flabbergastingly trying to comprehend what just happened before him but to no avail. His mouth twitching as he saw the sword hovering dangerously above his forehead.

"A question: Will I or will I not kill you if you keep wasting my time?" I ask coldly. I was no longer as restrained as I was before due to the confidence I gained from forming my Skill Root.

As someone who has formed a Skill Root, my innate Magical Talent no longer binds me, meaning that I no longer have to fear the world outside this household. I can leave any time I want to now that I'm no longer weak.

"Leave as you wish." The middle-aged man recovered somewhat but his eyes were still wavering as he lowered his head. Hmm, is it that abnormal that I was able to create a Skill Root? I knew it, the Duke was just trying to mess with me, I'll have to make note of this so that I can get back at him later.

I know it's petty to hold grudges against younglings like them, but who said I was good person in the first place? I don't remember being so good-natured to the point of forgiving fools.

"If you guys move, I'll have have to slaughter you the same way I did with the assassin, understood?" I looked at the other guards that had surrounded me and bluffed shamelessly. Even though I was stronger than I was a day ago, I'm not someone who can defy logic, my personal strength would be inefficient to take them down.

However, this bluff of mine wasn't made without thought. The guards around me stiffened as they heard my words. Not surprising considering the fact that I was able to damage a wall made from High Grade Magic Resistant bricks. Other might think that the abnormal Swordwick Household only has strong servants and guards, but only those that live here would know that there are a lot more defences here that are inanimate.

I spun the halo of my Skill Root above my palm as I glared at the guards surrounding me with killing intent.

They didn't know my Revolver broke the Magic Resistant bricks due to the physical impact of the bullet, so it was natural to misunderstand that I had an overpowered ability, the Heavenly Sword returned to me as the interrogator stood from his chair.

"Don't get in his way." The scarred interrogator ordered, the guards that were surrounding me immediately put away their weapons and obediently gave back my belongings: The little box I kept in my pocket called Magicians Armoury and the new Enchanted Artifact which I call Thor's Hand.

I didn't bother giving them a second glance as I made my way to Merilin's room once more, I made sure to avoid people on my way there and snuck my way around to her room's door.

"Aren't you supposed to be in the Interrogation Room?" I heard a familiar voice behind me just as I was about to open the room's door.

"I was let out early after clearing their misunderstanding." I lied through my teeth towards the beautiful woman behind me. I made sure to keep up a poker face as I looked at Anna's eyes.

"Looks like your mental fortitude is as strong as your father praised. It seems Martha was worrying too much." She shook her head and smiled contently.

"I have something I want to talk to Merilin about. Can you give me some time with her?" I ask with a polite tone that seemed unnatural to my usual personality. Anna seemingly sensed that something happened and decided to give me some personal space.

"Make sure to meet us after your done alright?" She says before vanishing. A sigh left my lips as I nodded my head towards the empty corridor.

"Merilin, I have something to-" Just as I walked in, my words were cut short by a bolt of lightning, Merilin's eyes were red as she pointed a wand at me.

"Go away! Monster!"