"You've never asked such boring questions in the past." Louis glanced at the last assassin lying in a pool of blood before turning to Meg with a peculiar expression.
"Perhaps I've changed since I became a father." Meg shrugged as he sheathed his longsword. He tore off a strip of cloth to bandage the wound on his right arm, then glanced at Louis's bleeding thigh. He tore off half of his shirt and tied it around his thigh.
"That's true. You're always full of ideas." Louis nodded in agreement. He didn't even furrow his brows as he was bandaging his wound.
The rain was still pouring down, drowning out all sounds. The traces and bloodstains left behind by the battle were quickly washed away.
Meg bandaged Louis's wound in a simple manner before standing up. The two of them looked at each other and smiled at the same time.
Their clothes were in tatters, their bodies had sustained injuries of varying degrees, and their wet hair was plastered to their scalps. The two of them appeared to be in a very sorry state.
Only the two of them knew just how dangerous the battle had been. If their teamwork had been slightly off, they would've been the ones lying on the ground right now. Or if one of the nine assassins had managed to escape, the outcome would've been equally unimaginable.
Meg's chest rose and fell violently as a deep sense of fatigue spread through every muscle in his body. He had killed six assassins in less than three minutes, and he had already unleashed Alex's swordsmanship to the extreme in his current physical condition.
After all, there were two 4th-tier swordsmen and two 3rd-tier magic casters among them. Any 3rd-tier knight would've definitely been unable to complete such a mission.
Of course, Louis had also played an extremely important role in this. He had single-handedly killed the hidden assassin, and then helped him kill the last two.
"You didn't have to take such a risk," Louis said to Meg as he sheathed his longsword.
"Shouldn't I have said the same thing to you three years ago?" Meg countered with a question of his own. This guy also had a son who was waiting for him at home.
"Your throat was slit three years ago. That's why you didn't say a word along the way." Louis shook his head.
"But you have to admit that I'm better at killing people," Meg said with a smile.
"I'm a proper merchant now. It's normal that I'm not good at killing people," Louis said matter-of-factly.
"Right now, we need to take care of this place so that Joshua and Sean's men won't be able to find us so quickly," said Meg as he looked at the scattered corpses.
"I'm good at this." Louis rummaged through his clothes and pulled out a small ceramic bottle. He used his hand to block the rain, opened the bottle cap, and shook it on the corpse. A bit of yellowish-brown powder fell on the corpse, and as soon as it came into contact with the blood, a green flame burst out. In the blink of an eye, the corpse was burned to ashes. Washed away by the rain, there was no trace of it left on the ground.
"A proper merchant wouldn't carry something like this with him. You're not robbing people and burning corpses while you're doing business, are you?" Mag pinched his nose and took a couple of steps back. This corpse incineration powder was not a very common magic powder, but it was indeed the most useful in destroying corpses.
On a rainy night like this, even if someone could tell that a fierce battle had taken place here, no one would be able to find anything related to the corpses.
"It's not easy to be a merchant these days, so I have to carry some self-defense items with me." Louis slowly dragged his injured leg toward the second corpse. Following the same pattern, the nine corpses quickly disappeared.
The blood had been washed away by the pouring rain, and it was very difficult to erase the traces left behind by a battle without a professional magic caster. However, no one would notice the battle that had taken place here on a rainy night like this. Perhaps someone would notice it the next day, and the people of the Gray Temple would come to investigate, but no one would link this battle to Amy's and Meg's deaths.
"Let's go back. I'll bandage your wounds again. It won't look good if you can't walk with your legs." Mag erased all of the possible evidence that could lead people to the same conclusion. He made his way over to Louis, and carried him on his back before walking toward Mamy Restaurant.
Louis didn't refuse Meg's offer, and he asked in a perplexed manner, "Was Sean involved in what happened back then?"
Meg shook his head, and replied, "I'm not sure if he was involved back then, but seeing as he sent someone to follow you, it means that he wants to be involved now. He doesn't want me to appear again and disrupt the competition between him and Josh."
"But if Josh was the mastermind behind what happened back then, and he didn't participate, why would he be worried about you appearing again? In any case, you're not going to side with Josh, so that should be good news for him. "Louis was still perplexed.
"Because Sean knows that I won't side with him, either. From the moment he revealed that he wanted to instigate a second racial war, it was already destined that he and I were on the same side," Meg said with a hint of mockery. "My wish is world peace."
"Tsk, who were the two people who stirred up so much chaos in the world back then?" Louis clicked his tongue. After a while, a serious expression appeared on his face as he said, "You can't choose Josh, and you can't choose Sean, so who are you going to choose? The third prince who's obsessed with being a carpenter? "
"I don't think that's a choice I have to make, right? I'm no longer Alex; I'm just the boss of Amy's in Chaos City. Besides, if I really have to choose, don't you think that carpenter prince is more pleasing to the eye? "Meg asked with a smile.
Louis faltered slightly before nodding in response. "That's true."
Under the cover of the heavy rain, the two of them returned to Amy's. The blinds on the floor-to-ceiling windows were drawn down, and Meg asked the system to get him a professional-grade first-aid kit. After treating Louis's wound, he sutured the gash on his thigh before bandaging it.
In the magical world, a surgical procedure like this wasn't very advanced. However, as long as his bones and arteries weren't damaged, the wound would heal very quickly, and it wouldn't affect his normal movements.
"Who would've thought that not only did you learn how to cook, but you've also learned how to treat wounds? I'm very curious about what happened to you during the past three years." Louis could feel a slight numbness in his thigh, and the pain from his wound had been significantly alleviated. He turned to Meg with a curious look in his eyes.
"That's a secret." Meg smiled and didn't say anything. He poured himself a glass of beer, and took a big gulp before heaving a satisfied sigh.
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