System in Assassin's Creed

[System Currency Updated]

[Reales Converted To Pound Sterling...]

Instantly, the Reales he had in his System disappeared, and the format changed to:

[Current Balance: £363 0s. 0d.]

[£ - Pound Sterling] [s. - Shillings] [d. - Pence]

[Pound Sterling Conversion][£1 = 20s.] [1s. = 12d.]

"..."

'Sooo...'

The other Kenways were walking, but Alaric stayed in a thinking position, 'Hmm... okay... Pound Sterling is valued thirty-two times higher than the Spanish Real, one pound is twenty shillings, and one shilling is twelve pence...'

'Got it...' Alaric nodded and ran forward, catching up with the others.

'Let's try checking the list of items in the [Buy] section...'

[Buy] [Sell]

'Buy...'

[Konoha Flak Jacket(1x) - Granted to Konoha Ninjas of Chunin rank and above. - 7d.] (1 R)

[Shinobi Sandals (Blue) - Sandals commonly used by Ninjas - 7d.] (1 R)

[Hyuga Clan Secret Ointment(1x) - 1s. 3d.] (2 R)

[One Tailed Beast Jinchūriki Seal - £3,125] (100,000 R)

[Mangekyo: Amaterasu - £312 10s. 12d.] (10,000 R)

[...]

'Okay, I get it,' Alaric thought as he mentally closed the system interface, 'I think...'

"Eleanor and I know a friend here," Bernard stated as they all walked, "We can stay at their house for the meantime."

"They're really accommodating, you lot won't have to worry," Linette added while holding Edward's hand, "Edward, stop dawdling, we have somewhere to be."

Edward was silent but looked around in amazement.

'That's really understandable, he's fiv—'

Alaric's thoughts were cut off. He widened his eyes as he saw something that filled him with disgust, making him grit his teeth.

Black-skinned men were walking with their hands behind their backs. Their ankles were shackled so they couldn't run. Guards followed them, each with a small sword at the waist and a flintlock pistol at the side.

Alaric then looked at his father, mother, uncle, aunt, and even Edward... 'They're not even reacting?'

'Fucking slave traders, I forgot I'm in 1697,' Alaric fumed, 'This is all normal for them.'

He looked further and activated his eagle vision.

The guards turned red in his view, but one of them appeared with a gold hue.

'You must be the officer...'

Alaric deactivated his eagle vision and continued walking toward their destination. He took one last look at the slaves and the officer.

'I'll remember that face.'

---

"And we. have. arrived..."

They arrived at a humble looking house that was pretty good.

'Exterior's in good condition,' Alaric checked, 'Not bad...'

Bernard turned towards Leonard and the others while Linette smiled and just continued towards the door and knocked.

There was silence for a couple of seconds, and finally... the door opened slowly and silently.

"Mornin'!" Linette grinned at the person inside.

"Linette!" A female voice could be heard followed by a loud masculine laugh.

"Hahaha Mornin' Linette, where's Bernard?" A bald man that seemed to be out of place in this city asked loudly.

"Right here, mate!" Bernard announced himself, him and the bald man shook hands, "Is the spare room still available?"

"For you lot? Of course! Anyways," The bald man got out of the door and showed himself to the Kenway family and smiled, "This must be the Kenways!"

'Oh? This guy looks middle-eastern... Iranian maybe?' Alaric thought, trying to figure where the guy came from, 'Sure as hell he can't be Chinese... Damn, stop it 'Laric.'

"Oh my," Bernard chuckled, "Forgive me."

"Everyone, this is Solomon," Bernard started while motioning his hand towards the now named Solomon.

"Suleiman Al Rashidi," He proudly stated his name, "Or as Bernard said, you can call me Solomon."

Excluding Alaric, all of them looked at him in awe, as it was their first seeing someone like Solomon, caramel skin, thick eyebrows and lashes. 

"Suleiman Al Rashidi... I like that name," Alaric stated at Suleiman's eyes. 'Now... what's an Assassin doing in this place?'

Why does alaric think so? Well... He was wearing an Ottoman outfit, and the Belt Sash he had? It was a very specific symbol every Assassin's Creed players knew.

'He could be a Hidden One,' Alaric thought while smiling at Solomon, 'Bah, Hidden Ones, Assassins, they're all the same.'

"Oh?" Solomon raised his eyebrows while looking at Alaric, "Who might you be, young lad?"

"Ala-" "Forgive me sire..."

Leonard, who silent all the time, came forward, and cut Alaric off, "He's my son, he's a little bit haughty especially now that he's new in this city."

"I'm not being haughty though?" Alaric rebutted calmly, "I like his name and am having a cordial conversation... that's not being haughty."

"Silence!" Leonard hissed at Alaric.

However, everyone could see the calmness and confidence in Alaric's eyes, it's like he wasn't afraid of his own father.

"Excuse us for a moment," Leonard said and threw a quick glance at Bernard while dragging Alaric away.

"Anything wrong?" Solomon asked, unsure of what happened."

Bernard sheepishly laughed, "We don't quite understand either, this was a first for us."

All of them looked at Eleanor, who a worried.

Linette placed a hand on Eleanor's shoulder, "Don't worry, that kid's quite matured."

"Why don't you all come inside," Solomon offered, "I'll make you all some chamomile tea, to welcome you here."

---

Alaric allowed Leonard to drag him toward a cemented fence by the sea, amused by the situation.

"Okay, that's enough," Alaric yanked his hand from Leonard's grip and flicked it multiple times. "Damn... good grip, son!."

"You..." Leonard fumed, glaring at Alaric.

He then slammed his fist against the cemented fence. "What in the blazes made ye say that?"

"Say what exactly?" Alaric replied, crossing his arms. "That I liked his name? What's wrong with that?"

Leonard looked at Alaric, closed his eyes for a few seconds, then looked back.

"Behave yourself," Leonard stated. "We're no longer at our own house. This is not Swansea where you go anywhere and fool around however you want."

'Wha- okay fuck this shit.'

"The fuck you're talking about, you fucking old coot??"

Leonard widened his eyes and glared. "Excuse me?"

"You are excused," Alaric spat. "Are you fucking listening to yourself?"

"H-How da—" Leonard didn't even finish his sentence as...

*Boom!*

"Wha—" Leonard held his breath, unable to believe his eyes as the cemented fence shattered under Alaric's fist. "Good Lord!"

Alaric fell silent for a moment while he wiped the mortar from his knuckles, Leonard could only stare in shock.

"..."

"I've been fooling around? That shit's crazyyy..."

"..."

"What about you then, huh? What have you been doing?"

"..."

"Moppin' around, not knowing what to do, meanwhile your five-year-old son is off making coin for your family?" Alaric spat.

"Who gave you money for food when you were busy being depressed?"

"..."

"Who brought literal food to the table every night?"

"..."

"Who gave uncle Bernard the money when he couldn't afford your ticket to board?"

"..."

"You have the gall to say I'm fooling around? For having a cordial conversation? Fucking bullshit and you know it."

"..."

"Y'know, I can leave the family and do shit on my own... at least I don't have to waste any more money on someone who doesn't even have plans to do shit."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Y'know, I didn't really mind giving you all those reales, being the one to provide, be it the father or mother or even the children, I believed family is family. But fooling around? Come on..." A single tear dropped from Leonard's eyes.

"..."

"Why the fuck are you even gonna cry? Huh?"

"..."

"Damn... you're not fucking fair, Leonard. You're being a fucking bitch."

"..."

Leonard couldn't talk as he wiped more tears from his eyes.

"Hey, hey, hey..." Alaric went near Leonard. "Stop being a bitch..."

'Damn this, I want sock his jaw but he's too pitiful of a man... but I can't just let things go just because he's my father.'

"I..."

"...Yeah?"

"I—I... I apologize, son," Leonard exhaled, "Guess all that's happened got me feelin' knotted up. I wanted to lead our family, but after them crops got stolen, I been thinkin' 'bout givin' up. Yer uncle Bernard's got thoughts on it too."

"Huh?" Alaric asked, confused. "Thoughts on what, exactly?"

"If ye've got ideas that could help our family," Leonard began, not meeting Alaric's eyes, "like the purser said... that ye've got a sharp hand for coin. Yer uncle Bernard figured ye'd be a special one, with somethin' up yer sleeve to pull us outta the muck."

"Huh??" Alaric widened his eyes. "I ain't no special child!!?"

"W-Whatever do you mean? Of course you are!" Leonard looked straight into Alaric's eyes and said, "You're the most special child in the world!"

'WHAT IN THE WORLD!!!!?????'