Click!

Dean sheathed his sword, dodging the gushing blood, and headed straight for the first floor of the room, where Mr. Delin's secret chamber was located, and some of the shady things were in it.

For example: ledger!

For these conscience-destroying guys, the ledger that represents Kimpton seems to be the final bottom line.

With the sound of the machine spring, the Chamber of Secrets appeared in front of Dean.

There's Kimpton, gems, and the ledger that Dean is looking for.

"Ahh

And just as Dean walked out with the ledger, a scream appeared, and the tax collector was looking at the corpse on the ground with a miserable face.

"Great, sir, you—you killed Mr. Delin?"

The tax officer said tremblingly.

"He shouldn't have been killed?"

Dean asked rhetorically, and then, ignoring the other party, he said straight to the two soldiers who were originally sent to guard the outside, "You guys continue to stay here!" ”

"You're in charge of this place for the time being!"

Then he turned his head to look at the elite soldiers of Horsh County who had come from the barracks.

"Yes, sir!"

The soldiers from both Mott and Bosa replied at the same time.

There was awe in his voice.

Delin, the cousin of the Earl of Holsh, was killed like this?

He's really damned, though!

The soldiers' hearts were like mirrors, especially the previous conversation, which made them not have the slightest affection for this dead gentleman.

"Next!"

Dean tossed the ledger to the tax collector and led the people towards the next target.

Hijl. Brother-in-law of the Countess of Holsh.

Among the ten hidden tissues marked on the map. The second-largest force -- Dean was definitely not chosen at random. In order to conceal his true purpose, he started with the strongest, then second, then third.

In such an order, even if someone with a heart investigates it afterwards, it will not be able to see anything.

Although, what he is most concerned about is the third goal: Mart!

The group did not cover up too much, so that the pedestrians looked sideways. However, the weapons in the hands of the soldiers made these pedestrians choose to keep a considerable distance.

However, this does not prevent them from following.

In fact, when Dean and his party went to Mr. Delin's home, they were already being followed.

And this is naturally Dean's intention.

This kind of fanfare is not to make the situation unmanageable, but only to show an attitude - most of it, of course, is imposed on Mott and Bosa by Dean.

After all, those two silver knights would never have thought of it. Dean will simply kill with a clean mind.

They wanted Dean to take custody of the people.

"You are ......"

Syllable!

The guard in front of the gate of Hizir shouted, though. Before the words fell, he was whipped away by Dean's scabbard, for this kind of small role that even knights have not reached, Dean will not slaughter for the time being, he needs to verify whether the other party is involved in a transaction that should not be involved.

If there is, it's probation now.

If not, then it's a lesson – to be employed, you also need to look at the employer, isn't it?

Burst!

The Lord Hijer's bodyguard, a knightly guard, was frozen corpse under Dean's sword, and Hijr himself, a nobleman with the title of Lord, did not escape death.

Under Dean's sword, he was struck straight away.

The corpse was the same as Mr. Delin's before, blood gushing and staining the carpet of the room.

"You, you ......"

The tax collector looked at Dean without hesitation and his sword in hand, and the whole person was completely speechless.

He wanted to remind Dean of Hizel's noble status.

However, looking at Dean's cold appearance, in the end, this sentence was not spoken.

It's another ledger, and it's still the same as before.

Then, Dean headed for his third target, and his real target: Ms. Matt.

This lady is not ordinary, not only is she the sister of a lover of the Earl of Hosh, but at the same time, she is also in charge of more than fifty percent of the darkness of the entire city of Hosh. Prostitute; Moreover, there is a mercenary army of about twenty people, including two knight leaders.

Of course, this is only a superficial force.

After all, according to Dean's understanding, the power that Eramoz has, just such a force, is absolutely impossible to stop the other party.

You need at least one Grand Knight.

And this big knight is, this lady Matt's hole card.

"My lord, there is at least a team of heavily armed mercenaries at the Matern's Temple, shall we ask for reinforcements from Mott or His Excellency Bosa?"

The tax collector looked in the direction of progress and whispered.

The tax collector already had a deep understanding of Dean's decisiveness, which is why he needed to make such a request all the more.

After all, unlike Count Holsh's reputation, who only had a few capable subordinates, Delin and Hizel, Mart had a whole team of mercenaries under her command, and she also had two knight leaders.

The other party was able to get a considerable share in the dark world of Hosh City, and in addition to the other party's sister, these armed forces under the other party's hands were also indispensable.

On weekdays, he frequents here, but he knows very well how powerful these people are.

The thought of the battle that might break out ensued made the tax collector feel uneasy as he looked at the fewer and fewer people behind him.

"Stay outside!"

Dean, who had already had a plan, simply ignored the tax collector's pleas.

He certainly won't need more manpower.

In other words, the situation itself at this time is what he really needs.

For Dean, there are some things, naturally, the less people know about it, the better.

……

Uptown, a few three-storey buildings connected to each other near the edge, surrounded by iron fences, form a cluster of buildings resembling small estates.

There are gorgeously dressed ladies. There are also heavily armed guards.

It looks like the place where the aristocracy lived.

But. Some people who know this place well. But I know what it's all about.

Maybe it has something to do with the aristocracy.

However, it has absolutely nothing to do with the status of the nobility.

But what is it?

Those who are familiar with this place only need to know that it can bring considerable happiness.

It's day or night.

As long as you have this Kimpton, you can be the most respected person here, and enjoy what you want most - food, drink, and ...... Woman.

The latter, in particular, has made countless men linger.

And when that boss Ms. Matt. After that special 'sign' was played, the already endless stream of customers became flocking to it.

Young, pretty. Place. Woman.

Although it needs to be auctioned, that kind of price is naturally nothing for the regulars here.

Not to mention, those places. Women are not common.

Therefore, it is acceptable to be a little more expensive.

Just like at this moment, many wealthy merchants, or people with aristocratic status, are driving horse-drawn carriages towards this special 'manor'.

Soon. The entrance to the 'manor' became lively.

Wealthy merchants and nobles slowly entered with their attendants.

As for the carriage and coachman?

Naturally, there are people with 'manors' to help take care of it.

Waves of guests began to gather. Mart, the owner of the place, smiled genuinely - because these guests represent Kimpton!

So, she will treat each one well.

In order to squeeze all the Kimpton out of the other party's pocket.

"Send an extra team to the door and make them feel at home!"

Dressed in a black dress, Mart exposed most of her breasts, waved her palm lightly and commanded a subordinate who was with her.

"Yes, ma'am!"

The knight-level mercenary respectfully led five men and walked to the outside of the 'manor'.

The feeling of being at home, this knight-level mercenary did not know.

He only knows to be in charge of security, and then, to receive the bounty.

Therefore, when the mercenary leader saw a group of soldiers coming, he immediately greeted him.

"It's a private ......"

The mercenary leader didn't finish his words before he stopped in shock.

Dean's blade had grazed his neck.

If the previous guards still need to be found guilty, then the mercenaries who are currently employed by Matt are not needed at all - Dean knows very well what these mercenaries are more than just serving as guards.

Beating and intimidating the 'new' women.

And, pick one or two of the most stubborn and treat them harshly.

Of course, it's definitely not killing.

Rather, for women, life is not as good as death.

And wait until such an 'example', the red. Fruit. After the fruit is revealed in front of all the 'new' women, obedience will naturally be carried on by some rough and wicked women.

Disobedient?

It will only be another time to realize that life is worse than death.

As for killing?

They won't do it until the last step, after all, it's Kimpton for them.

However, this is not to say that they did not kill the disobedient women.

In fact, they often do such things.

Therefore, Dean does not think that there is any need for these mercenaries to live.

Blood spurted from his neck, seven or eight feet high, and then scattered straight away.

The mercenaries around them were stunned, they obviously didn't expect Dean to do it so simply.

And, without mercy -

The sword light flickered, and the seven or eight mercenaries at the gate of the 'manor' all fell in a pool of blood.

"Ahh Y-What are you doing? ”

A guest who had just arrived, screamed loudly.

PS Second Update~

I rubbed a little safflower oil on my wrist and ring finger, and it seemed to be a little better, but it didn't seem to be ......

People who feel sluggish can't afford to hurt!

T.T

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