After returning to his own mansion, Levi got busy. He issued many orders left and right, driving his secretary close to tears.

While delegating everything that needed to be done, he even remembered Peyton, the vulgar asshole they ran into this morning.

Of course he remembered! As if he could forget a person who antagonized his baby!

Whoever dared to wrong his baby should be prepared for the consequences! Not one shall be spared! Rawr! Let them see just how unreasonable and petty Astar Levi can be!

And thus, with much dedication, Levi promptly altered the terms of the trade agreement between Astarea and Carteagan, naturally, not in Carteagan’s favor. He followed that up by instructing his secretary to refuse further negotiations of terms: “If the city lord of Carteagan asks why, tell him he should be asking that question of his youngest son.”

Most of Carteagan’s GDP came from the export of machinery and weapons to other cities. And a big chunk of that profit came from Astarea. To have such a big slice of the pie taken away would definitely make Teagan city lord furious. Peyton will definitely be losing a layer of his skin when he gets back home.

Hopefully, this beating will make Peyton remember who he could and could not mess with.

And if the lesson didn’t stick… well… next time he, Astar Levi, definitely won’t be this merciful.

After settling the matter of payback, Levi also didn’t forget to issue an order for someone to investigate Noah’s private life.

Levi had been with Noah for only two days, yet in those mere two days, he ran into four different love rivals!!! FOUR!!

Bloody-fucking hell!! Just how many people were lusting after his sweet little darling?!? If this trend of two rivals per day continued, two months later, the number of his rivals would have reached three fucking digits!!

Damn it all! Screw two months! He wanted the headcount of his love rivals on his desk by tomorrow!!

This was war!

Life and death!

Blood! Devastation! Gore!

No, no, no - it was more than just life and death! Everything was on the line! Every single thing!

He definitely couldn’t afford a loss!

Blackie, who, besides his host, was also monitoring this self-proclaimed future husband of the said host:

ಠಿ_ಠ ‘…beyond life and death? Everything is on the line? …Um …great general? Could you… like, enumerate what exactly you include in “everything”?

‘…Say, besides your happy sex life, is there even anything else on this so-called list of high stakes?!?’

If Levi could have heard the system’s quibbling, he would have surely curled his lip in disdain, “Are you IQ deficient? Of course the list is long! You think sex is all I think about?!”

Blackie: “…it’s not?” ?

Levi: “…let me rephrase that. Do you think one can have sex 24//7?”

Blackie: “…alright, you’ve got me there.”

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And thus, Astar Levi, a man who knew well the dire stakes involved and had all the right priorities, ran through all the warfare tactics he had been taught. While wearing a steely facial expression of a general facing extinction of his entire race, he chose to start his war campaign from ‘know thy enemy’.

After issuing an order to investigate the existence of love rivals, Astar Lavi, briefly paused, and then added another order on top of that. Besides knowing how many pursuers his baby had… he also… ahem… he also needed to know if… if… if his baby…

Had any exes…

Purely for the sake of preparation! In case they came back to make trouble! Definitely not because he wanted to off them, or anything!

Of course he wouldn’t make them disappear! His baby was still a virgin, so their offense wasn’t great enough to warrant beheading…

He, Astar Levi, wasn’t a madman! The risks of getting caught and then being hated by his darling far outweighed the benefits…

Levi eyed his orders a few times, and then… added another one to the list.

Ahem, ahem, of course, he absolutely had to know if his baby was currently interested in someone!

That would be his enemy number one! Kill on sight! Ahem, not… not in the literal sense, but, ahem, metaphorically…

Yeah…

He… um… he wasn’t a barbarian…

There were so many more effective ways to ruin someone’s chances with his baby without committing a crime. Only idiots would resort to getting their hands dirty. He, Astar Levi, had better ways to handle love rivals!

And besides… he could always resort to those shadier methods later. If non-shady ones didn’t work...

But of course, the upright and just methods will definitely work! He just had to switch this marriage agreement and marry his baby! His precious darling was so virtuous, he surely wouldn’t have an extramarital affair.

As long as his cabbage recognized that it belonged to him, Levi, he wouldn’t need to fear any pesky pigs eating it! Even if some daring pig took a bite, he could shoot it on the spot.

And so, the cabbage farmer Levi, after handling these matters of crucial importance, retired to his room to await the call from his fiancée. He had sent her a message earlier today, and she should be calling him back any minute now.

He would then cleanly break it off, and openly pursue his darling.

Mn.

Levi checked the clock several times, but of course, the call didn’t come right at that moment. So he decided to check the news while he waited.

He opened the light screen of his communicator and searched for news related to the power rampage incidents, trying to pick up any information or clues that might be relevant to the case. He paid special attention to public opinion, trying to detect if someone with impure motives was directing it from the shadows.

Levi patiently scrolled through the articles, noting down news outlets which wrote nice things about his baby, and blacklisting those who didn’t. Thankfully (for their sakes), most outlets had only good things to say about his baby.

Nevertheless, Levi noticed a surge of articles talking about the dangers of high ranked power users. Many people were calling for the government to do something about it. Saying that no one was safe in this society where one man could obliterate a hundred before the law enforcement even received a 101 call.

Panic-mongers were popping up left and right, fanning the flames.

Levi scrolled through the articles with his eyebrows furrowed. And then, abruptly, his hand froze midair, and so did his blood.

His mind blanked out, and all he could hear was buzzing in his ears as if his head had been hit by a sledgehammer.

His heart stilled for a painfully long moment, before it fell to the pit of his stomach, buried inside a bubbling pool of corrosive acid.

Levi sat there, mortified, his wide eyes burning holes through the screen, completely unable to look away from what was objectively the most heinous thing known to man!

That’s right! There in the middle of his light screen, was an article about the first power rampage incident, and in it…

…in it… in it… was… was… a… a… a picture… no, it-it couldn’t even be called a picture, it was the stuff of nightmares!

That’s right! It was a photo of his precious baby, straddling that motherfucker Trey!!!!!

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Stradling!! Another!!!! Man!!!

Fucking hell! What the ******* ****!?! How the ****** ****?!? What the ********?!?!

Levi went through all the curses in his vocabulary five times, and he still didn’t feel any better!!

Migraine, gastritis, vinegar, heartache!

Levi crumpled back onto the bed, clutching his chest, like a terminally ill man on his dying breath.

His shaking fingers tumbled around the light screen, trying to close the image and issue an order for someone to get it removed from the net, but he kept pressing all the wrong buttons!

Someone help!! Make this atrocity disappear right this instant!!!

Blackie stared at the sad sight for some time. But after a while, even he couldn’t bear to look any further. With metaphorical tears in his virtual eyes, he lamented his own terrible luck when it came to hosts. Then he cursed his miserable fate a few times, and then, finally, made the buffoon’s light screen flicker off…