Chapter 109 - The Great Crimes Conference
Chapter 109: The Great Crimes Conference
“The Fury Soul Bandit Gang, the Vortex Bandit Gang, the Extreme Evil Bandit Gang… a total of 50 heads.”
Sven counted the heads on the ground in front of him. Those heads had threads condensed from light-elemental combat aura. Their eyes were wide open, and some even had a terrified expression on their faces. It was as if they had seen something horrible when they were alive.
After he counted several times, Sven was sure that he had calculated correctly. He stared at Watson with wide eyes, his face filled with disbelief.
There were 50 bandit gang leaders. In other words, Watson had killed dozens of bandit gangs, which equated to a few thousand people. There were one or two hundred bandit gangs in the entire Misty Forest.
“Young Master Watson, I know all the bandit gang leaders. Other than those people, there are still some other bandits around the Misty Forest. It’s just that there aren’t many of them, so I don’t know—” Sven said weakly as he looked at the sky behind Watson; there were twenty Blackmoon Knights on two-winged ligers, as well as many powerful magical beasts around them.
Tens of thousands of those magical beasts included more than five thousand silver-tier magical beasts. That kind of power was much stronger than what Sven had seen in the Blackmoon Castle the previous day. Had they kept their strength hidden from him?
Sven felt his heart tremble.
It was no wonder Blackmoon Castle had dared to let him go and did not covet the Undead Calamity staff in his hands. That little thing was nothing compared to Blackmoon Castle.
“Mr. Sven, all bandits must die. I’ll have to trouble you to lead the way later. Choose a magical beast you like to go with us.”
Watson smiled at Sven and stretched his hand outward. It was a very gentle tone, but it made Sven break out in cold sweat.
All bandits must die. Was he not a bandit too?
He must still be useful if Watson did not kill him yet. Would the young man do it after he had led them to their destination?
His wish had not been fulfilled, so he could not die just yet. However, how could he deal with Blackmoon Castle?
He looked at the endless magical beasts around him. Their fierce eyes and the saliva that dripped down their fangs forced him to make up his mind. Perhaps there was only one thing he could do.
Plop!
With a muffled sound, Sven knelt in front of Watson. “Young Master Watson, I am willing to point out the location of the remaining bandit gang, but I have one condition! After this matter is over, I hope that Young Master Watson can accept me into Blackmoon Castle and let me be a guard in your residence. I will be extremely grateful for that.”
“A mere bandit wants to join Blackmoon Castle? Do you know how much innocent blood has been spilled on your hands? Blackmoon Castle doesn’t want people like you.”
Allen looked down from his liger and interrupted Sven’s words with disdain.
As expected, it did not work.
Sven’s expression was gloomy. That was the best idea he had; he needed strength to take revenge.
The strongest strength he knew at the border was the Fairy Castle, followed by Blackmoon Castle. The count would definitely not help him, and Watson might not either. However, he only needed a thousand silver-tier magical beasts to complete his quest for revenge.
Unfortunately, Allen’s words shattered his wish. He was only a dirty bandit. It was good enough that they did not shun him. Why would anyone kindly take him in?
Allen saw Sven lowering his head and was about to say something when Watson waved his hand. “Allen, I don’t think Mr. Sven is a bad man. If he sincerely wants to join Blackmoon Castle, then I’ll reluctantly accept him. I’ll blame it on my generosity.”
“Really, Young Master Watson, you’re too kind,” Allen complained unhappily as he echoed Watson’s words.
Sven raised his head excitedly. “Really? Young Master Watson, are you really going to take me in?”
“Of course, but there is a price. After you become my subordinate, I want you to guard that mountain peak and continue to be the Shabby Bandit Gang leader. I’ll send a few of the Blackmoon Knights to be your subordinate. You must take that opportunity to recruit the bandits nearby. From now on, there can only be one bandit gang at the border.”
Watson raised a finger. His voice was immature, but his words were very domineering.
“Let those who obey me enjoy wealth and glory, and those who disobey me will die.”
“Young Master Watson, what do you mean?”
Sven understood Watson’s thoughts; he sucked in a breath of cold air. Even if he knew all the bandit gangs in the vicinity, he could not do everything at once. It was impossible for Watson to wipe out all the bandit gangs. Some might have escaped; they could occupy a mountain and create a new group.
That was also why the border count could not wipe out the bandit gangs even if he sent people to surround them.
Watson was ruthless. He attracted the bandits who could not be killed to his side so that they could become the most significant bandit leader. He controlled his subordinates and solved the root of the problem.
That was something he did not dare to think or do. Indeed, the world belonged to young men, and he was already old. Sven sighed and knelt on one knee in front of Watson with heartfelt admiration.
“I shall obey Young Master Watson’s orders.”
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A little deeper in the Misty Forest, in the middle of five towering peaks.
A woman in a gorgeous black dress and a ferocious rabbit mask floated along the iron chains that connected each peak; she was headed toward the highest peak in the center.
“Lady Gluttony, the remaining five ladies have been waiting for you at the Great Sin Temple.”
When the woman floated to the top of the mountain, the gauze on the faces of the two maidservants swayed as they bowed their heads and spoke to her respectfully.
“Very well. I’ll go there now.” Lady Gluttony giggled. Suddenly, she noticed something and asked, “By the way, why are there only five people? Shouldn’t there be six besides me?”
The maidservant said, “It seems that something has happened in Monte Town, so Lady Pride is currently dealing with it. She doesn’t have time to come here.”
“As expected of a woman who has been branded with the sin of pride. She is really arrogant!” The sound of licking came from under Lady Gluttony’s mask. “I had thought with the gathering of the Seven Great Sins, I would have the chance to devour each of them. What a pity.”
Her gaze swept over the two maids; it caused them to shiver. Then, Lady Gluttony floated to a spiked temple in the middle of the mountain peak. The door was open.
Among the stone pillars, there was a round table with five women sitting around it. The first seat and the third seat were empty. The rest of the seats were taken; each of the women wore a different mask.
When one counted the second seat to the last seat, the first woman had her head on a pillow as she drooled, and she wore a black wizard eye mask. The second woman had an ox-horn mask, and she was quite plump. The third woman was dressed luxuriously with jewelry on her neck and ears, and she also had a mask made of gold. Then, the fourth woman was in a hooded robe, while the fifth person was a small girl.
“Hey, five pieces of trash! Long time no see, are you all still alive?”
Lady Gluttony walked toward those women quickly and greeted them warmly.