Chapter 493: Sixteen Corpses

After coming out of the secret room, I went to the adventurer's base with Master Hall to go through the procedures for freezing the guild, and Master Hall told me: When you want to restore the guild, feel free to tell him. (8)┡ (1) Chinese『Net%.Ω81.

Before leaving the gate, Master Hall stopped me again and asked me again with a serious expression, "Do you really need help?" I can provide you with details of all the adventurer's guilds, and I can also help you arrange a private meeting with them. ”

"I appreciate your kindness," I shook my hand, "but I really don't need this, of course, it's not a troublesome thing, but I don't know what their hearts want at the moment, and if it goes against us, it may get worse at that time, what do you say?" ”

Master Hall nodded: "Alright then, if you have any difficulties, you can come to me at any time." ”

"Hmm" I gave him a thumbs up, and then, turned around and left.

It's noon, I went to a small restaurant to eat, while waiting, I recalled this morning's trip, in general, it was very smooth, but I don't know if Shan Yong's side can cope with it.

After a while, the food was served, and the fragrant smell made my index finger move, and I couldn't wait to gobble it up.

While I was eating, I heard a few people at the next table chatting, and as I listened, I couldn't help but start paying attention to the conversation between them.

"Hey, I heard that no, the adventurer's guild not far from my house has been murdered!"

"Huh? Really? Did you see it with your own eyes? ”

"Didn't you just see it with your own eyes! I also counted on the side, and a total of sixteen corpses were brought out! ”

"Do you see it all, how did they die?"

"I didn't see it clearly, there are people from the city defense team around me, and if you get close, you will be bombed away, anyway, I feel that it is quite miserable."

"Damn, don't brag, when do you feel like you're going to be on time?"

"This time it's definitely accurate, it's so far away, I can smell blood!"

"It's really fake, don't you smell your mother-in-law's menstrual affairs! Hahahaha! ”

"Believe it or not, I flip the table! I'm telling you I'm really good at flipping the table! ”

As a result, the table next to him was invited out by the boss because the verbal threats were too intense.

The restaurant became much quieter in an instant, and naturally, I couldn't hear their gossip anymore.

I didn't care about the wife, the menstrual period, the smell of blood, and what caught my attention was the sixteen corpses that the man had said had been brought out in the morning.

In other words, this guild is very likely to be a member of the Second Young Master's cleanup list.

Only sixteen corpses were removed, and it is likely that the guild only had sixteen members.

According to the specifications, a guild with only sixteen members is a small guild.

Zephyr 6 is a big 6 where the strong are respected, and the strength of small guilds is also the weakest in most cases, and the weak are not valued in this big 6, especially in Ari City and York Hanse.

Eliminating a small guild will not attract the attention of the adventurer's base, and it will hardly even become nonsense news in the neighborhood, at most it will be brought to the dinner table and used for entertainment.

This is most likely the result of Shan Yong's decision, he may want to start with the small guild in order to gain the trust of the second young master and minimize the damage caused to the residents of Eri City.

I can't say whether he was right or wrong in doing so, even at the expense of a small part of it to protect a large number of people.

It stands to reason that life is precious, whether it is the enemy's or one's own.

I don't know if the sixteen dead adventurers have families, if so, then at this moment, they must be holding the corpses of their loved ones and weeping bitterly, heartbroken.

Perhaps there will be children waiting to be fed, women in agony, and their grieving and desperate parents.

Hehe......

These are all thanks to the second young master, driven by an ambition, which made sixteen lives turn into nothingness overnight.

Is...... It's inhumane......

As soon as I thought of this, I stopped moving, and even my thoughts froze at this moment.

Who am I to comment on Carter Scott?

Will the adventurers who die at my hands surely kill fewer than him?

In an instant, in my mind, countless bloody memories and crazy moments of the past flooded, constantly changing and reflecting like a marquee.

This moment is so familiar to me, but also unfamiliar.

The hand holding the bloodstained piece of iron kept gasping for breath, but his eyes were still hot, and there were still countless hot blood surging in his heart, but in front of him, there was no living person except the corpses all over the ground, that is, the blood that flowed endlessly.

Although these people all had the same idea of killing me before they fell, and took possession of the coins and materials I had typed.

But in the end, I was the only one standing, thoughtless and contemptuous of everything around me.

I don't know if anyone cried for them, or if anyone became desperate because of it, I only knew one thing to live.

If you look at Cartscoot's behavior in this way, I can fully understand him.

All this he did, in the final analysis, was also to be able to continue to live.

Once he loses his asylum and is ousted from power, most of those in power will not choose to let him go, and will either kill him in private or kill him on the spot.

Only by stepping on the top of everyone's heads and standing on the highest peak can he be qualified to continue to live.

For this, he chose the path of a coup d'état.

However, this is not just a point of no return, at the same time, it could also be another abyss.

He forgot, or rather, he didn't forget, but he didn't want to be like his ancestors, with great strength, to take the position of the lord of a city.

Or, it's not that he doesn't want to be like his ancestors, but he can't do it at all, so he chooses another desperate path.

However, how can a man who does not even have this bit of confidence and courage have the qualifications to stay in the position of the city lord for a long time?

His father is a vivid example of this, and his own weakness has led to so many powerful ministers harboring evil intentions hiding in this huge Eri City.

Now, the only one who has made up for his consciousness is his youngest son, Rodney.

But to what extent has Rodney reached strength?

He seems to be a playboy, and every day he accompanies his sister and cousins, on the twelfth floor, fighting the stone shell.

It's been so long, he should be at least level six, but why hasn't he left there?

Is he waiting for his younger siblings to join him?

Or is he just eating his status as a prince? Want to eat this and wait for death for the rest of your life?

If that's the case, then Eri City is not far from changing the sky.