Thirteen lunged at the charging Alpha Empyrean Boar, which was a Rank 2 Monster.
There were four types of monster classifications.
Normal, Alpha, Field Boss, and World Boss.
Each one of these Monsters was stronger than the last, and the seven-year-old was currently facing something that was way above his league.
Even so, he didn't back down.
The three children behind him were his family.
This was a new concept for Thirteen, who had lived most of his life as a System who helped his Hosts.
Now that he was starting to learn the emotions of humans, he had a strong urge to protect the children behind him.
Also, there was one other reason why Thirteen decided to take the initiative to charge alone and not involve his siblings.
He didn't know if he was right or wrong, but according to his calculation, there was a seventy percent chance that he was right.
Just as boy and boar were about to clash, a barrier wrapped itself around Thirteen and his siblings, protecting them from harm.
Suddenly, the ceiling above their heads collapsed.
A figure impaled the boar's head with a spear, penetrating its head all the way to its neck, killing it instantly.
Michael then pulled back his spear before adjusting the glasses on his face with his hand.
The blood of the Alpha Vagabond Boar dyed the ground red, creating a gruesome sight.
Shasha had covered Remi's eyes to prevent her from seeing such a gruesome scene. She knew that her little sister was still too young to see such carnage, so she shielded the latter from the scary things that she would eventually face, but not until several more years.
"Good job protecting your siblings," Michael commented. "I'll take it from here."
The right-hand man of the Leventis Family, snapped his finger, and countless black spears protruded out of the ground, piercing the Vagabond Boars and killing them instantly.
In just a span of a few seconds, the threat of the Monster Outbreak ended.
"Don't leave here yet," Michael ordered. "I'll double-check to make sure I didn't miss a few Jinns."
Thirteen nodded as he remained standing between his siblings and the dead Monsters.
Michael glanced at the seven-year-old a few seconds longer than he intended before walking away.
Only when he was gone did Thirteen breathe a sigh of relief as he looked at his shaking hands, which were holding two daggers.
Although their residence was quite a distance away from the Leventis Residence, it was impossible for them not to know that a Dimensional Gate had opened in their territory.
Arthur was a Throne.
It was a Rank designated for Kings and Queens.
As a Throne, he had the ability to sense any disturbance within his Domain. This was especially true for the appearance of a Dimensional Gate.
Thirteen was certain that the moment the Gate appeared in front of their residence, Arthur had sensed it and immediately made preparations.
In fact, Thirteen was sure that his Grandpa was observing them right at this very moment.
Perhaps, he was testing them, wanting to see how his grandchildren would react in such a situation, to evaluate their performance and decide if they were worthy of the Leventis Bloodline.
'What a sick bastard,' Thirteen cursed in his heart, but he didn't let his emotions show on his face. 'He purposely allowed the Gate to manifest and unleash a Monster Outbreak just to see four children feel fear and desperation. Perhaps, he plans to use this incident to make Pops owe him a favor for helping us.'
Thirteen didn't need to be a genius to understand what kind of game Arthur was trying to play here.
He knew that his grandpa was very annoyed with how the negotiation ended because Thirteen played the old man in the palm of his hands.
A few minutes later, Michael returned and told them that it was now safe to leave the basement.
Thirteen nodded and made a gesture for his siblings to follow behind him.
Just as he expected, their entire house had been demolished. Even the Smithy was destroyed.
It was as if a hurricane had passed through their house, making it look like the scene of a disaster.
Thirteen looked at the place where the Gate once stood and saw Hans looking at him with an apologetic gaze.
The seven-year-old nodded his head in understanding.
It seemed that Hans managed to arrive on time, but someone had prevented him from interfering.
Since it was Michael who came to save them, this meant that Gerald owed him a favor. Of course, he also knew that this was what Arthur wanted to happen.
'Just this once,' Thirteen vowed as he turned around to look at his siblings, who were still shaken by their first encounter with the Jinns.
However, the seven-year-old was pleasantly surprised when he saw that although Mikhail's and Shasha's faces were still pale, a look of determination could be seen in their eyes.
The corner of Thirteen's lips curled up after seeing their faces. It was great that their near brush at death only made his brother's and sister's resolve stronger.
He could see that they, too, didn't want to feel helpless like this again, which would only push them to reach greater heights.
'I guess this is a blessing in disguise,' Thirteen thought. 'It seems that the Old Bastard didsomething good after all.'
Thirteen then looked at the wreckage of their house and rubbed his chin.
He wasn't too worried about the cost of rebuilding the house because, right now, they didn't lack money.
The house and Smithy could be rebuilt, but lives couldn't be replaced once they were gone.
The seven-year-old then glanced in the direction of the Leventis Family's residence, where he could feel a stare boring into his small body.
'I'll remember this old man,' Thirteen sneered. 'You better prepare yourself to cough out blood the next time we negotiate.'
Thirteen was someone who kept grudges, and he would certainly repay them in full.
For now, he closed his eyes and used his experience as a system to design a blueprint for a house that wouldn't be destroyed, even if a Rank 8 Monster and their Legion knocked on their doorstep to invite themselves for lunch.