Chapter 152

Although his behavior was a bit like a villain, he was actually a bit depressed... but everyone here had killed countless people, so he was not qualified to be called a villain. Now this could only be regarded as fighting evil with evil.

But at this time, before he could say anything to persuade them to surrender.

It seemed that someone heard the screams here, and directly pushed open the door of the tavern from the outside, and when he saw the situation clearly... he was stunned.

Even the mercenaries and Zanze were unaware, and subconsciously looked at the guy who suddenly broke in.

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The monk uncle who once embarked on a journey to find his best friend and parted with Ash——Zain.

Originally, he just wanted to find someone he just met, try the wine recommended by the person he just met, and ask the new guests who might appear in the tavern for any clues about his best friend, but...

The voice and scream he just heard made him hesitate for a moment outside. He wanted to leave, but in the end he couldn't resist the torture of his conscience and planned to dissuade the riots that would happen from time to time in this tavern.

But when he opened the door, he found that...the situation was completely different from what he imagined. This was not a scene of drunken brawls at all.

The broken floor was bloody, and even the walls were splattered with blood. There was a broken hand lying on the ground, and a young man with a broken arm who looked like he was dead fell not far away and broke the wall.

The store manager, who had met him once, was covered in blood and was lifted up by his hair by a man with blood on his face and hands. His left hand was nailed to the table by an arrow. The whole person looked very bad, obviously poisoned.

Behind this man who didn't look like a good guy, there was also a female mercenary who had met him once... The beautiful big sister's long sword was also stained with blood.

There was also an expressionless long-haired loli who was looking at him together with the female mercenary.

More importantly, even if he could see several layers of defensive magic added to the loli's long hair at a glance, there must be more spells that could not be seen. It was obviously an incredibly strong magician... He knew at first glance that he could never beat this loli.

And the bloody situation at the scene was just like an underground gang or something like that, and he just happened to break into this shameful scene.

The scenes in the tavern made Zain terrified. He could even foresee that he would be silenced next, and swallowed his saliva with a stiff expression.

".... No, sorry, I disturbed you, I... I didn't see anything, you continue, continue."

But he just took a step back silently, and was about to close the door and leave, and was even ready to run away.

However... the man with blood on his face finally looked over at this time:

"What is it, Zain? I didn't expect to meet you here... Don't worry, come in, and close the door by the way."

"This voice..."

Zain lowered his head at the first time, trying to avoid seeing too much and trying to avoid the ending of killing and silencing as much as possible, and then he looked up carefully when he heard the familiar voice... Now he finally saw clearly that the man who was committing violence was actually - someone he knew?

"A, Ash...? Why are you..."

"Close the door first, let's have a good chat behind closed doors."

"No, no... Are you...? No, I won't be... silenced, right?" His face was covered in blood, making the smile that Zain forced out on his face look overly exaggerated and weird.

"What are you talking about? Am I that kind of person?"

"...So you're not?"

"No, I am. But let's close the door now, otherwise the number of people to be silenced will increase again."

"...This joke is not funny at all..."

Although Zain really doubted whether this was a joke, he still hesitated for a while and walked back in, closing the door.

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The first time he met this monk, the situation was quite interesting.

Another reunion... It was also unexpectedly interesting, which made Ash couldn't help but sigh, every time he met him, why was his luck so bad? Could the goddess have abandoned this poor monk?

But Ash still threw the store manager at hand away, letting the man, who was dizzy and unstable due to the toxins and the collision, fall back on the bar.

But he was too lazy to even stand up, and turned around on the bar seat; he leaned casually on the bar, with his elbows on the bar, and looked at the monk who was nervous and kept looking around with one hand on his chin, and suggested:

"Anyway... do you want to drink something? It's rare to meet again, I'll treat you, you can choose whatever you want."

"... No, no matter how you look at this scene, I can't drink it..."

"Really? It's rare to get a free drink, but you don't want it... It's really unlike you."

"......"

This is not a treat, this is robbery, right? And what is going on at the scene? What should I do? There are too many things I want to complain about! ——Zain had a weird expression on his face, as if he had eaten a fly. He wanted to complain very much, but because of the situation at the scene, he couldn't say a word.

Yash silently stretched out his hand, and several bottles of wine and new wine glasses in the wall cabinet behind the bar automatically flew out and landed steadily beside him, allowing him to open the lid and drink by himself, while he said without raising his head:

"I was just joking just now. In fact, I just communicated with the people here, and some disputes accidentally occurred. But when the disputes were almost resolved, you just happened to appear."

"That's really unfortunate...ah, wrong, it's just right! Ha, haha..."

Are you resolving disputes? You are basically resolving people, right? ? ——Zain smiled awkwardly and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, forcing himself not to complain.

"Speaking of which, why are you here?"

"I'm looking for..."

"I know you're looking for that gorilla warrior, but what I want to ask is - why are you in this tavern?"

"Yesterday morning, Varos... uh, a dwarf tramp, was holding an injured old cat when crossing the road and let me see him. I treated the cat, and then he brought me here to help me collect alarms in this crowded tavern to see if I can find any traces of the gorilla warrior."

"Varos... ah, Lanson? That guy is really a good person."

After turning from a hero into a tramp and assassin, he has killed countless people according to his superiors' orders in the past 80 years, but he cares for stray cats... To be honest, Ash doesn't quite understand this overly complicated human nature.

Zain couldn't help but be curious when he heard him say that: "Do you know that old man?"

"I think so."

"We agreed to drink today, but I suddenly couldn't find him. Do you know where he went?"

"Who knows?"

"......"

The conversation was suddenly interrupted. Zain wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to start.

Finally, he sighed as if giving up, and couldn't help scratching his head and said: ".... So, what are you doing here?"

"Resolving a dispute, I just said it." I don't know whether to say he is lucky or what... He happened to be at one of the gathering places of the shadow warriors, which made Ash a little distressed about how to deal with him.

But he couldn't think of any good way to deal with it, so he could only point to the vendor not far away: "Why don't you help him treat it first."

".... What dispute do you have? How did it become like this..." Zain hesitated for a moment, but still walked up quickly, asking while treating him.

"We are acquainted, so I advise you not to get involved in this matter. It will only be good for you to forget everything you saw today."

"... Is this really a place where people need to be silenced?"

"Although I was joking just now, this is indeed a scene where people need to be silenced."

"..." Zain was completely confused about the current situation and couldn't figure out why the tavern would become such a dangerous place?

He treated him in silence for a while, but there was no effect. He looked back with a bitter expression: "...It's too late, he was too badly injured and he's dead."

"Dead?" The mercenary's pupils shrank slightly when he heard this, and the front end of the long sword in his hand trembled. Ash waved his hand casually without caring: "Then don't worry about him, treat this store manager, and you should leave quickly."

"...It will be very troublesome if the magic spy team finds out. Don't you want to leave quickly?"

"It's not a big problem, let's go quickly."

"Then...I'll leave first. If you have anything, you can come to the hotel over here to find me."

Zain looked around hesitantly, and after treating and detoxifying the store manager, he left the scene quickly under his urging again.

Zanze, who had not spoken a word, finally spoke with a look of hesitation, and said worriedly: "Master Ash...is this really okay?"

"It's okay, he's not the kind of person who would tell tales."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and brushed across the table, and the scene suddenly seemed to go back in time.

The broken bar counter was restored in an instant, and when he walked towards the corpse, he just touched it lightly, and the corpse turned into dust.

And when he stretched out his hand and pressed it on the ground, the broken floor and wall were reconstructed.

Everything at the scene instantly returned to its original appearance, except that one person was missing...as if nothing had happened.

Ash then calmly looked at the mercenary, who now had a very unnatural expression, and slowly said, "I know, you probably wanted to use that sword just now to make me believe you, and then find a chance to kill me, right? But now your companion is dead, you can't turn back."

"How could it be... I was..."

"It's better not to have that idea, just stay with me until the end."

"Of course..."

The mercenary smiled reluctantly, but in her heart, a wave of shock was raised. She never thought that she would be seen through so thoroughly by this young man.

And she really helped him kill her companions accidentally.

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The mercenary who forced herself to smile had no other choice but to compromise.

After hurting her companions, she had no chance to even make amends. Her fate was to be executed or to join other forces... nothing else.

After all, this was not a world that respected the rule of law. If the grassroots assassins committed any rebellious acts, they would be executed later even if they could be used temporarily now.

Because assassins like them were not worth anything at all, they would rather kill the upper-level assassins by mistake than let them go. At most, they would wait until the matter was over and kill them after they were used up.

And all this was not the mercenary's imagination, but simply based on experience.

They had also cleaned up many imperial assassins who were ineffective, and their fate would not be special. What she did... was obviously more serious.

Therefore, after a period of decision-making, she knelt on one knee silently: "It is my honor to serve a strong man like you."

"There is no honor or dishonor. Frankly speaking, it doesn't matter what you think, but you have helped me kill my companions, and Mr. Manager... I don't want to say it again. If you are willing to obey, I can give you a chance to live."

With his back to the mercenaries, Ash sat down at the bar again, looking at the manager who was covering his recovered hand and staring at him silently, shaking his glass, and casually said:

"Don't look at me like that. Remember, I'm not just talking about you, or the two of you, but everyone in your team."

"... But Gazella is dead."

"It was just an unfortunate accident. Forget about him."

"... He is our companion!"

Although the manager had lost the will to resist, he still couldn't help arguing for his dead companion.

This made Ash feel like he was hearing a fairy tale: ".... People like you actually care about your companions?"

"Are you...looking down on us?"

"This is not a question of looking down on us, I'm just stating the facts." He waved his hand casually as if he didn't care at all:

"You have been assassins for more than a year or two. Why didn't you say anything when you killed other people's companions? Now you start to cry when your companions die? Isn't this a bit too unfair?"

"... There is no fairness between people."

"Then now, it's just that this unfairness has come to you." Ash stared at the water waves on the wine glass and shrugged indifferently: "By the way, you haven't given me an answer yet."

"Does refusal mean death?"

"Do you think you have any other choice?"

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There was no way to speak. The resistance that should be carried out had already been carried out. Now there is no other way to go. The companions are dead, and this is also irreversible.

Although he didn't understand why things suddenly became like this, the store manager still followed silently and knelt on one knee on the ground.

At least now, he didn't want to die.

Just like what Ash said before, if you are alive, you still have a chance to do anything, but if you die, everything is just empty talk.

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When Ash subdued the two people in the tavern, Fulilian happened to pull Philen to return the goods, but...

"He actually... ran away."

Fulilian stood in front of the empty stall, looking at the bare cobblestone road, and was stunned for a long time.

And Philen just sighed at first, but gradually showed a nervous expression, and said with concern:

"Lord Fulilian...If it really doesn't work, I will take some money from the travel expenses and give it to you as private money?"

"What are you talking about! Philen, am I the kind of person who even wants your money?!"

"Isn't it?"