Holler, the mayor of Shatterstone Town.
He wasn't born in a noble family, nor did he have a noble title but his military career allowed him to be a resolute and fair mayor that was loved and respected by the people of Shatterstone Town.
However, at this moment, the mayor was carried out of the secret chamber of the Gnome Wine Cup and Rice Basin.
Unlike the Eddie Merchant Group members who just died, the mayor wasn't just dead for a long time, his body was also processed and looked like a half-dried corpse.
"How … How is this possible?
"I've even greeted the mayor this morning!"
Old Peeker looked at the body on the floor in disbelief.
Kieran furrowed his brows in deep thought.
Of course, it wasn't because of what Old Peeker said.
The mayor that Kieran had greeted in the morning must have been a fake, it was an undeniable fact but what puzzled Kieran was that since Kieran had killed the original mayor and impersonated him, he must have been planning this for a long time and it wasn't just a spur of the moment act.
Given such circumstances, why would Kieran keep the mayor's body?
It even went through some necessary processing to prevent insects from eating the body.
From Kieran's point of view, it was completely unnecessary, an unnecessary step.
Instinctively, Kieran squatted down and carefully checked the body before him.
There weren't any wounds on the body.
Even the bones weren't damaged.
"Poison to death?"
Kieran wondered and his eyes landed on the back of the body's neck. There was a tattoo there: half a sun rising up from the flames.
Kieran wasn't a stranger to the tattoo.
Among the simple memories that he was injected with, he knew the origin of the tattoo: Burning Dawn!
Only a soldier of Burning Dawn would have such a tattoo.
"Holler was from Burning Dawn?"
Kieran asked the people around him in order to be sure.
"Yes, Mayor Holler was a soldier of Burning Dawn 10 years ago. After he was injured and retired, he returned to Shatterstone Town and took up the position of mayor.
"So is Sheriff Peters."
"The two of them were once very good friends and comrades in arms."
Marco, the militiaman, who was still calm and collected, replied.
"I see."
Kieran's gaze swept over the items in the secret room, excluding the corpses. There were iron tools, bronze tools, and some cowhide that had been tied up. Kieran nodded thoughtfully.
…
Vaughn led a team of four and approached the mayor's office.
The young militia captain waved his hand.
One of the four militias immediately went forward to check the door and gestured behind him.
The door was unlocked.
The young man who understood the gesture immediately led the remaining three people forward and pushed the door open as softly as possible.
The door, which had been oiled all year round, was pushed open without making any ear-piercing sounds.
The young man looked around the dark room.
Volgen, who used to be a hunter, was no stranger to the dark. His eyes were able to adapt to the darkness quickly, so he quickly spotted the fallen mayor.
The other side was facing downwards, so he could not see the face clearly. However, based on the figure and clothes, it should be the mayor that he was familiar with.
The young man immediately gestured to his men to be on guard and cautiously approached the mayor who had fallen to the ground.
The closer they got, the more the young man's heart sank.
From the moment he entered the room until now, he did not hear a single breath from the mayor.
And when his palm touched the calf of the mayor who had fallen to the ground, his heart sank directly to the bottom of the valley.
The stiff body was enough to tell the young man that it was a dead body.
"Damn it!"
The young man cursed in his heart.
The young man respected Holler a lot. One needed to know that his swordsmanship and literacy were taught by Holler and the long-dead Sheriff Peters.
Both of them were his teachers and family to the young captain.
A year ago, Sheriff Peters' death drove the young man mad and furious, but with Holler's persuasion, the young man was still sane.
Now that Holler's death was over, the young man was drowned by rage after losing his persuasion.
However, he did not forget Holler's body on the floor.
"I will avenge you!"
With such a vow in his heart, the young man grabbed Holler's body and wanted to drag it out.
However, when the young man's hands grabbed Holler's body, the door behind him was slammed shut with a loud bang.
The heads of the four militiamen nearby were twisted several times. Amidst the sounds of their cervical vertebrae breaking, they only let out a muffled groan before losing their breath.
The young man gripped the sword in his hand tightly the moment the changes happened.
However, it was useless.
A formless energy shackled the young man's body and hung him in mid-air.
Then … the body moved.
In a way that defied the movement of the human body, the upper half of his body turned straight, and the muscles on his waist formed a strange spiral as he rotated.
However, compared to the turbid eyes of the body, the spiraling muscles were nothing.
What kind of eyes were those?!
The eyeballs were like cracked glass balls. Not only were they turbid, but the cracks were filled with a scarlet luster. Even in the dark room, the scarlet luster was clearly visible.
"Volgen, Volgen!
"Why are you the one who appeared here?"
I didn't want you to die so early. "
Holler's voice sounded.
"Who are you?"
The young man's body was restrained but his voice wasn't.
"Who am I?
I am Holler, the mayor of Shatterstone Town, Holler!
And I've taught you swordsmanship and how to read and write, don't tell me you've forgotten all about it? "
Holler laughed.
"The Mayor Holler that I know isn't a monster like you!"
The young man said fiercely.
"Provoke your opponent and search for flaws?
Hmm.
This is what I taught you in the first class, but … you haven't mastered it that well!
"I remember telling you that the premise of doing this is that you have to fully understand your opponent."
"And do you understand me?"
"Perhaps you understand the former me."
"But!"
The me now is something you can't even imagine!
I am far beyond the mortal realm!
"I'll show you my power!"
The man laughed at the young man's ignorance.
The man slowly raised his arms and the furniture in the room floated up along with his movement.
"See this?
"This kind of power is unimaginable to you!"
This is … "
Amid his fanatical tone, the man's voice stopped abruptly. A hand came out from the shadows and grabbed his neck.
Blazing flames rose from the hand.
A moment ago, the man was still showing off to the young man but now, all he could do was wail in agony and was swiftly burned to ashes.
But it wasn't over yet.
…
Outside Shatterstone Town, a buff man on a war horse looked up at the moon in the night sky. He took out a scroll from his pocket, tore it open and tossed it into the air.
Fuuu!
A black wind blew out from the scroll and turned into a dark cloud, blocking the moon.
The rather bright moonlight dimmed down instantly, turning the sky and land into darkness.
After the deed was done, the buff man raised his hand up high and swung it down hard.
Instantly, a group of almost a hundred men appeared behind the buff man. Each of them looked ferocious and revealed their killer intents, wielding swords and bows.
Under the lead of the buff man, they swiftly approached Shatterstone Town.
No matter how wild and arrogant they were during normal times, they all followed orders obediently.
Everyone knew they didn't have much time left.
Within this limited time, they had to charge into Shatterstone Town.
Looking at the approaching Shatterstone Town under the night sky, the group didn't need any reminders and automatically adjusted their condition. When they reached the ideal distance, they even launched their assault with tacit understanding.
Kakrooom!
Hundreds of war horses launched their charge at the same time, it sounded like thunder rumbling in the quiet night.
The civilian soldiers guarding the entrance of Shatterstone Town were sent flying away before they could even react. They died under the hooves of the horses and turned into a pile of meat paste.
The group of men were prepared for this, they lit up torches one after another and tossed them around.
Huuu!
The entrance of Shatterstone Town and the houses around the entrance were instantly engulfed in a sea of fire.
Creating chaos and slaughtering was what these men were best at.
It could also be considered as what the robbers around Supreme Road were best at.
That's right, these men were a bunch of robbers.
However, unlike common robbers, they were more organized and stronger in battle.
At the same time, they were crueler than common robbers.
"Kill!"
"Kill them all!"
"Hahaha!"
While laughing maniacally, the robbers swiftly broke through the entrance of Shatterstone Town and were ready to expand their spoils of war.
Wealth, women, they wouldn't spare a single one.
One needed to know they had been waiting for a year for this operation.
No one could stop them.
No one could stop them.
However, as time went by, the robbers realized something wasn't right.
Quiet!
It was too quiet!
There weren't any cries or screams like they usually did after being ambushed.
It could even be said that there was no one.
Other than the civilian soldiers at the start, the robbers didn't even run into a single person.
As one of the most notorious robber groups around Supreme Road, other than being more cruel than others, the robbers before them were also vigilant.
All of them reined in their horses and looked around.
Especially the leader, who retreated a certain distance and hid in the crowd.
But it was useless.
They didn't find anything.
The quiet town was still as quiet as before, there wasn't even a single person in sight.
No!
If there was a sound, there was.
The sound of burning flames!
The flames were devouring the wooden houses, the wooden beams were giving out crackling noises and a faint oily aroma unconsciously filled the air.
A few robbers twitched their noses instinctively.
"Roast meat?"
One of the robbers even muttered to himself.
Then, he realized his comrades around him were looking at him in fear.
The bandit subconsciously looked down and was instantly shocked.
He didn't know when the flames burned his body and swiftly devoured him.
"Aaaargh!"
The agonizing cry before his death startled all the robbers.
Then, the robbers looked at the burning entrance of the town behind them in fear.
The fire there seemed to have come alive, absorbing the flames around it ceaselessly. A while later, a dozen meters tall fire giant appeared.
Roar!
A heavy roar later, a millstone-sized fireball gathered in the fire giant's hand.
The strong leader didn't know what happened, didn't know why Shatterstone Town, which was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, would undergo such a drastic change but he knew what he had to do.
"Retreat!"
After the order was given, all the robbers started to flee.
As for the promise with a certain someone?
The burly leader couldn't care less about that.
More so, from his point of view, promises were meant to be broken.
Pak, Pak Pak!
The robbers whipped their horses hard, hoping that they could run faster.
But the result was that they were getting closer to the fire giant.
Despair started to spread among the robbers.
Especially when fireballs the size of millstones kept exploding in the midst of the bandits. The bandits and their warhorses were blasted to smithereens, and the fierce bandits broke down.
Bang! Bang Bang!
Their heads were like watermelons being run over by a truck, exploding one after another.
The leader was no exception either.
At most, before he died, he realized something more than his men: it was an illusion!
Of course it was an illusion!
[Half-dead's Gaze], [Deadman's Gaze] and [Fear Illusion] formed a lethal illusion.
The robbers didn't even break through Shatterstone Town's gate.
They didn't even toss out a torch.
In fact, when they were a few dozen meters away from Shatterstone Town, their heads exploded and they died.
Outside Shatterstone Town, the young captain was leading his men, looking at the scene with an astonished expression.
The guards and mercenaries of the caravan who had gathered not far behind him were even more shocked.
It was too unbelievable for them.
As people who made a living around Supreme Road, it wasn't that they hadn't seen powerful individuals who could take on ten or a hundred powerful individuals alone but it was a first for them to see a person annihilating an entire group of robbers with a single gaze.
Uncontrollably, everyone turned their attention to the figure standing outside the gate of Shatterstone Town.
The dark clouds that covered the moon slowly dispersed under the blowing of the night wind.
The dim moonlight that shone on the crow feathers brightened up right away, making the figure look like he was born from the moonlight.
Especially that calm gaze and expression, under the moonlight, it had an extra sense of calmness and elegance, like the legendary noble young master under the moonlight.
"Son of the Moon?"
A low exclamation of bewilderment and uncertainty resounded.
The surprised voice immediately caused a series of discussions.
Everyone's gaze at Kieran changed right away.
Shock, fanaticism, reverence, fear, and so on.
However, Kieran didn't care about the discussions and gazes.
He raised his hand and tossed Holler's dried body beside his feet, waiting patiently.
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