The Archangel of Death - Chapter 229

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************* Chapter 229 [Why didn’t you go for it?] ‘For what?’ I asked as I made my way to the guardhouse along with Sasha and Asmara.

[For the achievement] ‘Oh.

I didn’t think going for it would have been a better choice.’ I replied.

[…] “…” […] “…” ‘Fine.

I lost it.’ I replied as I cut a large branch and kept going forward.

I had lost myself in emotions, causing me to focus on the issue in front of me instead of the agenda I had in coming here.

At first, I was just going to save that girl and be on my way but when I saw the people around there, I realized how much of a trouble there really was.

So I decided to pay a visit to the lord, just tell him to become a good person and change his way of life.

But when I got there, I also discovered the slave dungeon where women, young girls, were the prime focus.

I lost it.

I tortured the fatty lord, for too long of a time.

So much so that I lost myself in doing it.

And then there was the problem of that brothel that I also decided to deal with in my anger and then it was this.

My anger was the problem here.

Even though I wanted to go for the achievement, I couldn’t.

Every bone in my body was compelling me to go and rip the head of that guard captain off.

I knew it wouldn’t end with that.

An operation like this wouldn’t just end with a mere guard.

There would be more.

And then Eric would end up taking the treasure.

He needed a key for that but knowing the luck of that bastard, I knew he would end up taking it somehow.

I will still take a chance when I was finished with this but there was a good chance it would be gone.

[That means all that effort was for nothing] ‘Not nothing.’ I liberated an old man almost half in the grave from the terrible plague of erectile dysfunction.

[…] ‘Yeah, all that effort was for nothing.’ I didn’t regret it though.

I was doing what I was supposed to do.

What I was taught to do.

A few stat points could never be compared to that.

I had hundreds of ways of increasing my strength.

This one was just a side experiment.

Finally, after an hour of walking, we arrived at the end of the road.

A wall.

The wall of the city I presumed.

There was a small wooden door there that obviously led to a house full of guards.

Fun.

But I wasn’t here to kick up a ruckus.

I was here to quietly take over the place.

Couldn’t do that if there were alarms going throughout the whole city.

“Wait here.

Both of you.” I said before I left my beautiful companions alone and made my way to the door.

Pity Sophien wasn’t here.

She could have picked up a few things from this moment.

[Shadow Verse] ***************** Six minutes and forty seven dead bodies later, I opened the door and allowed both Sasha and Asmara in.

They came in, expecting another gory scene.

“Seriously.

I’m not a monster you know.” I said as I made my way to the chair where a bloodied man was strapped to, panting like he had run thousands of miles.

Okay, for him, I might be a little bit of a monster.

But I made sure to be merciful to the others and gave them a quick and painless death.

Those who were sleeping had their throats slit and those who were not, well, they were in a bit of pain.

Only a bit.

Moving on.

I sat in front of him and asked one final question, “Have you ever felt remorse over what you do?” He didn’t reply.

It might have something to do with the fact that he was missing a tongue but I didn’t need an answer.

I already had one.

I was just prolonging his pain for my personal satisfaction.

Or maybe not.

Anyway, I finally showed mercy to the guy and ripped his heart out with my bare hands.

After I was done with him, I said, “It seems we have a little bit of work on our hands.” “You do know that we are not here to find slave houses and punish their owners, right?” Asmara asked.

She was right.

It had already been a day since the test began.

I had no idea where the others of my group were but the rest of the groups would have made quite some progress.

But, we were also inside the city now.

And there were many more ways to dismantle a city than curry favors with its leaders.

************ “Who are you?” A man asked another young man dressed in a guard’s uniform.

“I have the delivery for the duke.” The young man said while he pointed at a carriage but the coach of the carriage was covered so it couldn’t be seen what was inside.

The guard made his way to the carriage to check its contents.

Since he knew what it was, he just needed to make sure it was what it was.

And as he removed the cover, he saw two beautiful young girls.

One with red and the other with black hair.

Both were to die for.

To kill for.

He felt aroused when he saw those girls but it was a pity that both of these girls were for the duke.

But, that didn’t mean he couldn’t take advantage of that.

He could do something, if not the thing that the duke was about to do to them.

“I will take it from here.” The guard said to the young guard.

The young guard was visibly confused as he said, “But I was told to deliver them myself.” The guard scoffed and before the young guard could react, he grabbed him by his shoulder, and put pressure on him, and said, “You want to worry about the formalities?

Or do you want to have a good show?” The young guard was once again confused but he wasn’t for long when the guard told him the plan.

The young guard smirked and said, “You are a genius, sir.

I would be honored to.” “Of course you would be.” The guard said before he said, “Let me take you in.” “Should we be here?” The young guard asked once they made it to the part of the castle that was connected to the Duke’s chambers.

“Don’t worry.

No one comes here since this is the place where the duke’s first wife dies.

He likes to keep it like so.

He doesn’t want people coming in here.” The guard said as he made his way to a room with the young guard and the girls in tow.

He opened the door of the room and entered with the rest.

Once they were in, he shut the door.

The young guard looked around the room and said, “It looks clean.

Almost as if it’s regularly cleaned.” “Yes.

The duke does that himself.” The guard replied.

“The duke cleans this place himself?” The young guard asked, astonished about it.

“Yes.

They say he loved his first wife so much so that he changed his previous ways.” The guard said.

“Previous ways?” The young guard asked.

The guard didn’t reply but gestured to the girls instead.

The young guard also did the same and realized as he said, “Oh, he used to run the same business.” “That’s right.

But he stopped once he met his first wife.” The guard said while he once again motioned towards a painting.

The young guard followed his gaze and saw a beautiful young woman, no more than fifteen.

“Awfully young.

Just like the girls be buys and sells.” The young guard remarked.

“Well, now that we have that out of the way, let us get to them.” The guard said as he made his way to the two girls who were quietly looking at him.

“That means he isn’t just buying them.” The young guard said.

“Who cares?” The guard said, a little annoyed before he said, “Let us begin with you, sweetheart.” The guard looked at the red-haired girl and grabbed the strap of her dress.

“He isn’t selling them.

He’s just buying them.” The young guard said before he looked at the painting once again and said, “He’s reenacting that moment.” “I said who cares!” The guard snapped but didn’t stop his hands.

Just as he was about to undo the strap of the red-haired girl, the girl grabbed his hand and crushed it with her hand.

But before he could yell, someone plunged a dagger into his mouth from behind and it pierced all the way through his mouth and appeared from the other side.

Asmara looked at Adrian and said, “Told you I wouldn’t sit still if someone tried to touch me.” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS Bad_Wolf_7811 Your gift is the motivation for my creation.

Give me more motivation!

Creation is hard, cheer me up!