Chapter 254 Light Chapter 271B2: Mental collapse and wanting to kill someone

Author: Afternoon is a demon

Chapter 254 Light Chapter 27.1-B2: Mental collapse and wanting to kill someone

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"Four hundred people?"

With a livid face, Viscount Boltz stood up from his desk and tore the report into pieces: "Is there a ghost? The guards at the Haiyan Shop escaped in fear of crime. Why did the canal guards and mine guards also escape?

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"According to reports, it is said that the canal guards were bewitched by villains and fled overnight with three large ships loaded with cargo, while the mine guards were frightened by the dragon's power. This morning... not even a ghost figure was seen including the miners.

There are no more left.”

Ha! Villain? Ancient city!

This is a premeditated defection! Premeditated! The canal guards are all led by the confidants of Viscount Boltz. They would not dare to abscond with the goods unless they were under considerable coercion and inducement. Moreover, both sides took away as many family members as possible.

, how much time and preparation this requires!

There was absolutely no way that Boltz had a good face. The situation was extremely weird. It seemed to make sense, but in fact it was an emergency with a very low probability. Fortunately, a red dragon flew over and was still entrenched near the mine.

Not leaving! He was busy investing a lot of manpower and material resources to blockade the Adventurer's Guild, neglecting the rear area, and even failed to notice in time that his henchmen had swept away three entire shipments of goods.

It’s so evil!

The most bizarre thing is that these days, he can't even hire a market guard - they are either skinny dead civilians or ruthless gangsters. Even if you have money, you can't buy people. It's really novel.

"Go away──!"

After Viscount Boltz roared angrily for a few seconds, he desperately discovered that the attendant didn't move at all. The former's heart began to beat uneasily, suppressing the anger in his heart, and reluctantly asked: "...Is everything going on?"

"Yes." The attendant paused, then stepped forward and handed the Viscount a letter, "The "Micro Hong Kong and Pearl Smuggling Group" requests to formally withdraw and no longer be under any command from you."

What the attendant said was quite polite. Viscount Boltz tore up the letter immediately after reading it. The wording on it was very contemptuous. In one word - "You are a fucking waste. You killed so many of my subordinates last time. This time."

There was no such thing as a blockade. I expected you to protect me and I would have died 800 times ago. Just stay still and let’s not offend the river. Otherwise, you can just turn a blind eye to sleep from now on, idiot!”

Taking a deep breath, Viscount Boltz leaned on his forehead and sat back on the leather chair. Unexpectedly, the attendant had not yet finished conveying the bad news: "Last night... the "Yuechen Thieves Group" also..."

"Quited too?"

"No, they rebelled directly. They took advantage of the darkness and killed more than 20 market guards. They also killed a team of adventurers named "Jiao Yan Zhuo Ye" and claimed that they would never do it again in the future.

Relying on the protection of the Lord Viscount, they can't even avenge the mess. They can rely on themselves. Then everyone should go their own way, otherwise they will kill each other every time." The attendant's second suicide note was also written.

Viscount Boltz put his head on his hands weakly, remained silent for a long time, and asked in a low voice: "Where is the steward responsible for contacting "Weigangzhu" and "Yuechen"?"

The attendant rushed out of the office,

Soon he ran in again with two people.

Boltz took out two short muskets from the drawer, pulled the trigger, and then roared that someone had to come and drag the dirty things away! It was a pity of the century. The guy in charge of contacting the "Huddaville Arcane Association" had not done it before he did.

Mom ran away.

To be honest, Viscount Boltz had very little sense left in his heart. He began to feel that something was not right about the whole world, and he could not explain what was going on.

suddenly,

Boltz touched the Adventurer's Guild information and grabbed it. After a few seconds, he laughed wildly: "Damn it! I'm just saying it's weird, I've never treated the guards and those hyenas harshly in all these years.

Why did there suddenly be a collective rebellion? It turns out that the doorway is here!"

noomi,

witch,

Officially registered in the register, the Marquis will grant a pardon, and no trial will be made without cause.

Weird things happened again and again. No matter how stupid Viscount Boltz was, he could not react. In any case, his biggest enemy now is the Adventurer's Guild, and of course you are the biggest suspect. It's not like he has never heard of a witch casting a curse.

Such rumors.

After giving it some final thought, Viscount Boltz waved his two fingers and gave a decisive order: "Tell the Black Street to take action and kill the witch of the Adventurer's Guild."

The attendant was stunned and confirmed: "...not the president?"

"Him?" Boltz sneered, "There are so many people around him, and even if he is killed, his soul cannot be sealed. He has defrauded me of so much sea salt money, and he is still worried about being resurrected? Civilized people will use civilized methods to erase him.

──If assassination fails, then we will convict. I have collected evidence that the president took too many desperate risks. Once I enter the court, I will kill him! If you get in, you will not get out!"

Now, if there is no more bad news to disgust me, get out of here!──Viscount Boltz walked out of the office angrily, scolding the maids who usually accompanied him, leaving only two underworld killers beside him. He rushed towards

basement.

Actually,

About 30% of the killers from the Black Street also defected. However, this kind of thing was reported directly to Boltz by the Black Street, and the little attendant had no chance to know about it. It hurts my heart. Viscount Boltz now really feels the flesh.

It hurts! Although there is no evidence, it can only be done by a witch, and it must be done by a witch, otherwise he cannot accept it. He must kill Noomi as soon as possible, and kill Noomi at all costs. If it is done, he can continue to defect.

The family fortune he has worked so hard to accumulate over the years will be destroyed in one fell swoop.

rushed into the basement,

rush into the dungeon,

The first thing he did when he rushed into the cell was to roar: "Pour water on her to wake her up! Who the hell allowed her to sleep!"

A bucket of ice-cold water splashed hard on Tracy's face, waking her up. She couldn't bear the torture and passed out. The once dazzling and charming mermaid singer was now covered in bruises and was suspended from the ground by two chains on her left and right hands.

Faintly. After she opened her eyes for a long time, she gradually focused on Viscount Boltz.

After laughing a few times, Tracy said feebly: "...Oh, dear...are you here...to request a song..."

"How dare you speak so harshly!" Viscount Boltz grabbed the whip from the hand of the jailer next to him and shook his hair with rage, "Say! Why did you betray me! How in the hell did I feel sorry for you! I don't treat you lightly.

What did you want that I didn’t give you? What request of yours did I not agree to? Your prosperity and wealth today were all given by me! I, why did you betray me!”

"...I...hehe, is there any..."

"If it weren't for the fact that "Yue Hua Yu" happened to be deserted overnight and his betrayal was so bizarre, I wouldn't have sent people to dig out what happened in the tavern that afternoon!" Boltz tightened his grip on the whip and held it hard.

Tracy gritted her teeth and said word by word, "I want to know one thing right now! Just one thing! What did you say to that damn president that afternoon!"

"……explain……"

"say what?"

"Tell me how short your time is..." Trish laughed, "Tell me how long you waited, how long did you wait until little Kyle died before you dared to talk to me, and how careful you were with Sylvana

When we get along, I am afraid that gossip will spread, saying that you...hid in the next door and watched me with other patrons, and enjoyed it..."

Viscount Boltz,

Trembling with rage,

His whole body was shaking, and his messy forehead was twisting like a dying earthworm, as if he would go crazy if he stopped. He raised the whip in his hand high and brought it down hard! Once, again, and again! As if he was not there.

Venting anger, but venting deformed love, until Tracy's flesh and blood were broken.

Tired of beating,

After waking up Tracy, I couldn't find anything useful.

Viscount Boltz always tries his best to maintain a sense of reason and a bottom line. He is unwilling to be too cruel to the mermaid singer - there are many more cruel ways in the underworld. He is also as tolerant as possible towards the rebellion of these evil forces.

, be as tolerant as possible to the market guards, and be as tolerant as possible to the rudeness of the Adventurer's Guild, but

almost,

arrive,

The limit was reached. He began to feel that maintaining the last trace of elegance was extremely difficult.

Throwing away the whip, Viscount Boltz ordered in a low and cold voice to the two assassins beside him: "Go and check to see what is going on between the Adventurer's Guild and Tracy. There must be something."

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You are immersed in boundless darkness.

silence,

cold,

When you are weightless, you have no idea whether you are sinking or floating. You can't see, touch or hear, and you are in nothingness. In fact, you are not able to maintain a clear mind - it is as if you are drifting in a dream.

There is a faint light shining on the water, and someone is calling you - President, President. You know, there is only one person in this world who likes not to add the word "adult". His voice sounds very friendly but I can't remember it at the moment.

Who exactly is it?

You start to float upward, getting closer and closer to the bright water. That might be the water, maybe.

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You wake up with a start! You sit up suddenly!

"Everyone, please stay back and give the president some room to breathe!"

"President, are you okay? How do you feel?"
To be continued...