Chapter 615
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The person before him knew Kieran.
Kieran knew that very well but he didn't have any memories related to this person.
However, he did not have any memories related to this person.
Kieran was very confident in his memory.
Maybe he had seen countless natives but the one without the thumb and index finger on his right hand was enough to leave a deep impression in Kieran's memory.
After all, in the world of cold weapons, such a person would be considered as a useless person.
However, Kieran displayed a different kind of ease in wielding his right hand. With the remaining three fingers, he was much stronger than a normal person with all five fingers.
If Kieran had seen such a person before, he would never forget him.
"Devil!"
Broken Finger growled.
The realistic fear caused his sanity to crumble.
Then …
The curved knife in Broken Finger's hand slashed across his neck.
Puk!
Kieran dodged the spurting blood and looked at Broken Finger in astonishment. He then looked at the soul that floated up from Broken Finger's body.
"A Prairie native?!"
The familiar scene made Kieran dished out a kick without a second thought.
Although it went against his original intention of controlling Broken Finger with [Mesly Ring] and asking for more secrets, Kieran had no good way to deal with the secret technique of the soul.
Other than killing Broken Finger.
After Broken Finger's soul was kicked by Kieran's left leg, it trembled and turned into ashes.
However, Kieran, who killed Broken Finger easily, frowned hard.
Everything that happened before his eyes had exceeded his expectations.
Kieran was surprised that Broken Finger could notice him in advance.
Kieran was quite confident in [Undercover], which was above Transcendence.
So, Kieran didn't believe that Broken Finger noticed him through his Intuition.
Then, there was only one possibility.
"Other than possessing the secret technique of the soul, Broken Finger could also communicate with one of his men in the outside world. He could even communicate with one of the men who went through the battle of Thunder Fortress!
"That's the only way to explain why he's called 'Devil'."
On top of that, he was so scared when he saw me.
"If this isn't just an isolated case …"
Kieran's furrowed brows relaxed slightly.
This was a piece of good news for him.
A group of brave and fearless enemies or a group of brave and fearless enemies mixed with a few frightened cowards. Which one was easier to deal with?
The answer was self-evident.
With that thought in mind, Kieran started to search the room.
He wanted to find some information about the prairie people.
However, he did not hold much hope in his heart.
Kieran knew very well that a spy like Broken Finger, who had infiltrated the enemy's capital, would never leave behind so many flaws.
And that was the truth.
Kieran found a lot of coins and jewelry in the room, but there were no written records.
Not even things like carrier pigeons.
"They don't use carrier pigeons, but other communication channels?"
Kieran guessed in his heart.
Until Bosco arrived with his men.
Fire Raven landed on Kieran's left shoulder again. Kieran caressed its head in a praising manner and Fire Raven intimately rubbed against Kieran's cheek.
Kieran smiled at Fire Raven's reaction.
Fire Raven's contribution in locating Broken Finger was undeniable.
Even Kieran himself would have a hard time to perform that kind of scouting from a high vantage point.
As for communication?
It even solved some of Kieran's trivial problems.
Without Fire Raven, Kieran would have to make another trip if he wanted to get Bosco to the place.
"Hon. 2567 …"
Bosco walked into the house from the pile of bodies outside and saw Broken Finger lying beside Kieran's feet.
Bosco's own strength was average, maybe even weaker, but his eyes were sharp. He saw the marks on the floor and the wound on Broken Finger's neck.
Bosco simulated the scene in his mind and gasped hard.
"Sss!
Suicide? "
Bosco's gaze at Kieran changed instantly.
He couldn't imagine what a ruthless gang leader, who was known for his viciousness, would go through when facing Kieran. Why would he choose to commit suicide?
There were no signs of interrogation.
It was as if Broken Finger was scared to death when he saw Kieran.
Bosco, who had a certain understanding of Kieran, was still able to control himself but the city guards behind him were terrified out of their wits.
They once again recalled the nightmarish night a few days ago.
Some of the more cowardly ones even understood why Broken Finger did what he did.
"He committed suicide so that his soul could leave his body. It was a kind of escape or killing technique. His identity should be from the Prairies …"
Kieran explained.
It wasn't because he wanted to remove the barrier or something unusual.
Kieran wouldn't care about what a bunch of unfamiliar natives thought of him. He only hoped that Bosco would pay attention to the clue and find out how Broken Finger communicated with the outside world.
Or maybe there were more spies lurking in Riverdale.
Kieran didn't believe there was only one spy.
There must be more hiding in the city.
However, when Kieran's words subsided, he noticed the fear on the city guards' faces was unconcealable.
One or two of the more cowardly ones even started to shiver.
Bosco also had an unnatural expression on his face.
"Even his soul was destroyed?"
Bosco asked in a dry voice.
"Em!"
Kieran nodded. He didn't care about the frightened crowd anymore and walked out of the hall.
Without any words, the city guards in the room quickly opened up a path big enough for Kieran to walk through. When he left the room, Kieran could clearly hear the relieved voices of the city guards.
Kieran shook his head.
Although he didn't have high hopes for the city guards, the two previous experiences told Kieran that relying on the city guards to defend Riverdale was an extravagant hope.
Broken Finger could still put up a desperate fight in the face of fear.
But these city guards could only kneel down and beg for mercy.
Then …
It would be a stress-free massacre.
Kieran could make the city guards dig their own holes and jump in, eventually getting buried alive.
Kieran didn't stop until he reached the outside of the slums.
10 minutes later, Bosco came out.
"Hon. 2567, they are just …"
Instinctively, King James VIII's personal advisor wanted to explain to Kieran the reason why the city guards were so weak.
But this time, the moment Bosco opened his mouth, he didn't know what else to say.
No matter how he looked at it, the city guards were not qualified.
"His Highness is back!"
In the end, Bosco changed the topic.
He was glad that His Highness came back today to transfer a new batch of supplies, it provided him with a perfect topic that wasn't too abrupt.
"Mary?"
Kieran was stunned for a moment, and his cold face softened a little.
Mary, who had a similar background and made him sympathize with her, was the person he valued the most in this dungeon world.
Even though she was a native.
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