The Mad Dog of the Dukes House - Chapter 154



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Episode 154 48. To the Sultanate of Pajar (3)

5.

As soon as the bald head was caught in Caron’s hands, the atmosphere on the scene changed for the worst.

“You, are you crazy?”

The bald man looked down at Charon, stammering.

A situation where one is completely outnumbered.

Because doing something in this situation was a decision that was no different from being crazy.

But Caron said with a grin.

“Thank you for the compliment.”

“Do you think you’ll be able to cross the border safely after doing something like this? Do you know how vicious those sand squirrels are? I guarantee you, you’ll get lost without our help.”

“For a guide dog, you have a bit of a tongue.”

Caron looked around leisurely.

‘Pluto.’

Myaaaah-!

Even though it was pitch dark, I was able to see things clearly thanks to Pluto.

“You seem confident in your skills… … No matter how much you fly and crawl, there’s no way you can beat me.”

The bald guy’s tongue was long even though his life was on the line.

It even looks leisurely.

It was clear that there was a corner of belief.

‘hmm?’

As Charon was quickly scanning the enemies, an unusual object came into view.

Two weapons that look like giant crossbows.

Charon was able to figure out the weapon’s identity without much difficulty.

‘Night Killer?’

A weapon made for the great knight.

It was a weapon made using magic stones and gunpowder together, created solely for the purpose of killing knights.

It is an advanced weapon that can only be used by the military.

It was said that it was not a weapon that could be handled by the likes of smuggling brokers.

“Where did you guys get that?”

“Caron said, lifting the bald man’s neck.

“Judging by its appearance, it doesn’t seem to be from the Empire… … . Was it smuggled from the Pajar Sultanate?”

“Tch, tch. Keuhehe. You’re a sharp-eyed guy. Do you know what I mean? The moment you kill me, that harpoon will turn your body into mush.”

Of course, there was a corner of belief.

The Night Killer is definitely a useful weapon for a knight.

It has the destructive power to tear apart even armor reinforced with magic power.

But the Night Killer had a fatal flaw.

That’s because it’s difficult to hit a moving target.

It was certainly a speed that was impossible for knights below 6 stars to react to, but it was not actually a major threat to knights above that level.

Because if you avoid it, that’s the end of it.

Therefore, starting from the 7-star knight level, you can only expect effective attacks with the assistance of high-ranking magicians.

That means that that alone doesn’t pose a big threat to Caron.

“Smugglers are also dealing with night killers. This world is really ending. Are you guys really risking your life to work? Hey, what’s your name?”

“… … Bakal.”

“Okay, Bakal. You want to make a bet with me?”

Woooooooooo-!

The guillotine’s blade was dyed a dark blue color.

“Whether you can kill me as a Night Killer or not. If you win, I die, and if I win, you die.”

“Huh, that’s a bluff.”

“Does it really sound like a bluff?”

Gulp.

Something hot liquid flowed down Bakal’s legs.

Because it wasn’t a life that a mere broker could endure.

But that was just then.

Phiuuuuuuuung-!

Bakal’s men fired the Night Killer mercilessly.

Two harpoons rushing forward at incredible speed, accompanied by the sound of an explosion of magical power.

The harpoon was fired with a tremendous crashing sound,

“Ha, look at these disloyal kids.”

Charon roughly tossed Bakal aside, then immediately used Pluto’s power.

A mountain where darkness has fallen all around.

It was an environment where Pluto’s abilities could be maximized.

Kwaaaaaaaang-!

The Night Killer’s harpoon exploded, sending up blue flames.

A huge cloud of dust rises.

A scene of overwhelming violence.

Everyone present was convinced that Charon was dead.

But one of Bakal’s men made a rash remark.

“Did you get hurt?”

A word you should never utter.

The moment the guy blurted out his words with a stupid face,

Crunch-!

His neck fell to the floor.

“Did it hurt?”

Charon emerged from the darkness, laughed bitterly, and adjusted his guillotine.

And he said in a languid voice.

“You guys started this? I really didn’t intend to kill everyone.”

-You even talk nonsense with such sincerity. You were planning to kill them all from the start anyway.

“I didn’t intend to kill them all.”

-then?

“About a third of this?”

-That or that.

The moonlight that had begun to brighten the darkness.

The faint moonlight illuminated Charon, and the sight of Charon with blood on his sword entered the eyes of those present.

To others, it seemed as if Charon was muttering to himself. The sight was terrifying.

Yet they couldn’t move even a single step.

Living.

Because the terrifyingly thick murderous intent had hardened their entire bodies.

“Looking at the things you’ve done, it doesn’t seem like this is the first time… … . Didn’t you all prepare for this when you started doing it?”

In the dim moonlight, the messenger of death took slow steps.

“If you’ve thrown other people’s lives into the gutter, you should be prepared to throw your own life into the gutter too. That’s only fair.”

These are the guys who tried to kill themselves as night killers.

That is why there was no hesitation in Charon’s steps.

“You guys shouldn’t feel wronged.”

I didn’t even want to show mercy to these guys.

Charon nodded and flew into the darkness once again.

6.

“Ugh.”

Bakal, who had lost consciousness due to the explosion, barely came to his senses while groaning.

I even remembered that the subordinates used the Night Killer.

‘These crazy kids.’

That was a weapon that shouldn’t be used.

A weapon that should only be used for intimidation.

The explosion must have alerted the troops stationed in the city.

‘… … This is the end now.’

It only takes a moment for traces of the past to be discovered.

Now that it has come to this, we must go over to the Pazar Sultanate, even if it means going through all sorts of troubles.

“These stupid kids… … .”

Bakal groaned and sat up.

Since he even used Night Killer, the guy who grabbed him by the collar earlier would already be in a mess.

“Is anyone there?”

That’s why he called his subordinates in a voice full of irritation.

But there was no answer in return.

Only then did Bakal narrow his eyes and look around. And at that moment, he couldn’t help but feel nauseated.

“Ugh.”

Hell was spread out under the faint moonlight.

Corpses and heads strewn everywhere.

Perhaps the landscape of hell would not be so different from this.

“Oh, you’re awake?”

A man walked out of that hell.

The shabby looking mercenary who had grabbed him by the collar earlier.

The mercenary was approaching him, smiling.

His head screamed at him to run away immediately, but Bakal couldn’t move even a single step.

If you move, you die.

If you move your feet without the author’s permission, you will meet an end like the corpses littering the floor.

I could be sure without having to think about it too deeply.

“You slept well. Were you very tired?”

The mercenary, who had arrived in front of him without him noticing, evaporated the blood on his sword with his magic power.

And then he looked down at Bakal with a smile.

“This is my first time in the Pazar Sultanate. I will give you a choice. Either become a guide dog or follow your men.”

It was a choice that didn’t require much thought.

Bakal shouted as he banged his head on the floor.

“Just leave it to me!”

There is no choice.

The mercenary in front of you is strong.

Just the fact that he wasn’t hit by the Night Killer means that he is a player with skills greater than 6 stars.

There is only one way to survive.

Somehow trying to please the mercenaries.

“I have connections with the border guards of the Sultanate of Pajar. If you spare my life, I will definitely… I will definitely be of use.”

“I like your earnest look. Okay, bark once.”

“Wah! Wah!”

“Wow, that’s what they want me to do?”

The mercenary, Caron, struck Bakal in the head with the guillotine’s scabbard. Then he looked away with a sly smile.

Bakal’s men have already cleaned up neatly.

Now all that’s left are the four illegal immigrants who rode in the carriage with us earlier.

“Hmm.”

Charon exhaled softly and walked towards them.

All four of them stood frozen in place.

Even the ones who had shown their desire to live in the carriage earlier were now trembling like docile lambs.

“What should you guys do?”

I also have an uneasy feeling about dealing with these guys like Bakal’s subordinates.

Because we can’t allow any innocent victims to emerge.

So Charon decided to give them a chance too.

“Explain to me why I should spare you.”

At those words, the first to speak was an old man with a grave voice who possessed four-star magic powers and raised his hand.

“If you take me, I will serve you with all my heart. Just let me live, please.”

“How many people have you killed?”

Did I misunderstand what Caron meant?

He answered with a bright expression.

“I’ve killed countless people. I’ll do anything you tell me to do. I’m sure you won’t regret it.”

At that moment, a very good idea occurred to Charon.

Maybe it would be easier to just sort through the trash.

“When you kill someone, don’t you feel any pangs of conscience or anything?”

A soft voice to relieve tension.

The man answered with a disgusted laugh at that voice.

“Do you need that to kill the worms?”

“This is a really crazy kid. I really like it. You hold off for now.”

Charon nodded contentedly, then looked at the man standing behind him.

Another guy who had a war of nerves on the carriage.

The guy must have noticed something from the conversation just now, because he shouted before Caron could ask anything.

“I am a serial killer wanted by the Empire. I can’t even compare to this bastard. Murderer Barau. That’s my name… … . Have you ever heard of it?”

In an instant, the atmosphere turns into a competition of human annihilation.

Starting with the self-introduction of the man named Barau, the remaining two also began to reveal their own evil deeds.

“I am also a wanted person. I committed fraud against the common people in the capital, and the scale of the fraud was enormous… … .”

“I am the worst of the lot. I was caught trading in illegal slaves… … If you take me with you, you can establish a foundation in the Pajar Sultanate… … .”

The human race competition was held successfully amidst the enthusiastic cheers of the participants.

The four attempted illegal immigrants started claiming that they were the worst of the worst, without anyone saying anything.

“Your notoriety doesn’t even reach my toes!”

“How dare a bastard I’ve never heard of dare… … .”

A precious scene where four villains passionately argue about how each is worse than the other.

It was such a pitiful scene that even the guillotine burst into laughter.

-They say the world is big and there are many cripples in it.

The number of crimes that come out of those guys’ mouths is countless.

Murder, robbery, fraud, etc.

Why are all these human scum gathered in one place?

After much thought, Caron decided what to do with these guys.

“Everyone shut up.”

At Charon’s words, the human race competition was briefly halted, and they looked at Charon with eyes filled with fear.

“I have a good idea.”

Anyway, the soldiers who set off from Porta will arrive here soon.

Because the night killer was used in the middle of the night.

“From now on, let’s kill each other.”

Saruruk-!

The darkness that flowed from Charon’s hand quickly seeped into their bodies.

rabies.

An ability that was used effectively in the last battle against the pirates.

The brutal force dug into their heads, and immediately their eyes turned red and bloodshot.

“Only one will survive.”

There was no such thing as human rights for the scum of the earth.

Even if they survive the fight to the death, they end up being dragged away by Porta’s soldiers. That would be the most fitting ending for these scumbags.

Charon had no intention of giving these scumbags a comfortable rest.

As soon as Charon snapped his fingers, the four of them started fighting each other as if they were going to kill each other, and he nodded with a satisfied expression.

“ah…….”

Bakal couldn’t help but shiver as he looked at the scene.

The devil was standing before my eyes.

And the devil was looking down at himself, laughing.

“Well, shall we go now?”

Bakal realized that he too would meet the same end as them.

But he couldn’t do anything.

……nothing.

“Guide me.”

“Yes… … . Yes.”

“The answer is either a bang or a bang.”

“Wah… … . Wah.”

“Right.”

That night the mad dog crossed the border.

The bomb that the empire boasted about has finally arrived in the Pazar Sultanate.

There’s a mad dog living in the duke’s house