Chapter 988 - I Hereby Sentence You To Death
Chapter 988 I Hereby Sentence You To Death
After the breakfast service, Mag went to the city lord’s castle and Catering Association personally to notify them that they had found the person. He expressed his gratitude as well.
This was the first time that Mag had done something like this. There was indeed a special feeling after he found the man.
On his way back to the restaurant, Mag saw a little beggar who was crawling along the sidewalk. He had two missing fingers and a broken leg.
His bicycle slowed down gradually as Mag looked at the boy who was around six, seven years old. He looked so weak as if he had only a layer of skin left on him. He was only wearing a set of thin clothes in such cold weather. His pants were already torn due to the crawling and blood could be seen on his black knees. There were many battered marks on his face and arms.
Pedestrians who walked by him would stare as they couldn’t help themselves. Sometimes, someone would drop a few copper coins into his broken bowl, and the little boy would do a few kowtows and mumble a word of thanks.
Mag felt his heart clench at that instant. It had been 25 years, and yet the same problem was still happening.
Anger rushed up to Mag’s brain instantaneously.
But he didn’t go forward. Instead, he just observed from the side.
The number of copper coins in the little beggar’s bowl began to increase, and soon it was almost half a bowl full.
A bony man, who was squatting a short distance away, walked over. He glanced around before he bent over and poured all the copper coins from the bowl into his pocket. He even kicked the little beggar when he got up before he bent down again to say a few words to him. Then, he turned, looked at Mag viciously and strode toward him. He showed Mag a short dagger hidden underneath his clothes when he passed him by, and coldly said, “Scram. Keep your nose out of my business, or else I will slaughter you.”
“Alright.” Mag grabbed hold of his bicycle handles tightly before he slowly pushed his bicycle and walked away.
That whole day, Mag rode his bicycle all over the entire Chaos City. His expression slowly changed from anger to calmness, and finally to indifference.
The same problem was indeed still happening in Chaos City. It didn’t change because of time, and even the method had remained the same.
There were at least over 300 children who were maimed and forced to beg on the streets and lanes of Chaos City.
There were seven gangs who were controlling these children. Humans, demons, and orcs were all in cahoots.
Underneath the surface of Chaos City’s peace and equality hid darkness that shocked Mag.
It was late at night.
Amy was already asleep.
Mag was writing seven letters with his left hand in the study. He put the letters into the envelopes and then wrote on every one of them: “Urgent! Private and Confidential, For the City Lord’s eyes only!”.
The light in the study was extinguished. A shadow leaped down from the second floor of the restaurant, and then disappeared into the darkness.
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“Cry! You can cry harder! I will kill you if you make one more sound!” In the slums at the north of the city, in a courtyard surrounded by high walls, a drunk middle-aged man was holding a whip and lashing fiercely at the little beggar in front of him.
That little beggar was only seven, eight years old. His clothes were torn by the whip’s lashes and revealed the wounds beneath them. His body was twisted in pain, but he covered his mouth tightly so he wouldn’t cry out, because he knew if he cried out then, he would really die on that day.
A few dozens of little beggars were huddled together in a corner in the courtyard, staring at the man holding the whip with fear.
Everley was the scariest demon. A little beggar would die in his hands every few days. Nobody could escape from his clutches. Anyone who had tried to escape died. Even if they managed to escape, they would be recaptured and slowly tortured to death in front of everyone.
“If you even dare to keep one copper coin in the future, you are dead.” Everley spat on the face of the little beggar before he pointed the whip at the other little beggars and smirked. “And you guys remember this. You all are the dogs I reared. The money that you got from begging all belongs to me. If you dare to keep any copper coins, I will kill you all!”
The little beggars all lowered their heads and averted their gazes from Everley.
Everley was satisfied with their behavior. It made him feel like a king. Nobody had escaped from his clutches in the past 20-odd years.
Oh, no. There was one, which was a humiliation to you.
But, he was still young then. After that, no imps had ever escaped from his clutches again. Those who did were all dead.
A bony man came in from the yard with a sinister smile, and said, “Boss, a new batch just arrived. There are two little girls, do you want to try first?”
“Great. It has been some time before we had new stock. Let’s go check them out. I’ll give you one after I’m finished with them tonight.” Everley’s eyes lit up. He walked toward the door as he rubbed his hands.
“Great.” The bony man’s eyes lit up, and he strode excitedly toward the door.
“Creak.”
The worn-out door opened in gradually from outside.
“Didn’t I ask you to wait outside!” the bony man shouted unhappily.
A figure holding a sword walked in as he indifferently said, “They are still outside.”
“Who are you!?”
Everley and the bony man were shocked as they looked at the man in black who just came in. His face was covered by a piece of black cloth, and only his eyes were visible. Right behind him, a few figures were lying in a puddle of blood. They were the delivery guys.
“Guys, come here! Someone’s here looking for trouble!” the bony guy shouted into the yard in panic. After a series of noises, figures carrying weapons rushed out and stood behind Everley.
The arrival of his minions boosted Everley’s confidence. He coldly said to the man in black at the door, “Although I don’t know which gang you belong to, it doesn’t matter. I’m not interested. What I am sure of is that you are dead meat.”
Mag looked at the child lying on the ground and those children huddling at a corner. He said in a chilling voice, “It’s an unforgivable crime to abduct and mutilate children. I hereby sentence you to death.”
“Acting as a hero? Smash him!” Everley swung his hand, snatched the saber from a minion at his side, and attacked Mag.
Mag raised his hand and stabbed his sword into Everley’s heart.
There wasn’t any hesitation. The sword already went through another man’s throat as if he was just stomping on an insignificant ant. Like an agile snake, the sword slided across those people’s throats and finally stopped in front of the throat of the bony man.
“Don’t kill me… Don’t kill me…” The bony man had already broken down. 20 men were all killed in an instant, and even Everley, who was a 3rd-tier knight, didn’t survive more than a second. He collapsed in front of this man just like a helpless ant.
“I simply like to stick my nose into others’ business,” Mag said calmly to the bony man.
“You!!” The bony man’s eyes widened immediately as he thought of the man he met in the morning.
The sharp longsword went into his throat and stopped the rest of his words.
“Don’t be afraid. Someone will come to rescue you,” Mag said to those children who were screaming in a panic as he sheathed his longsword and disappeared into the dark night.
“Right here!”
Very soon, a series of footsteps could be heard from beyond the yard. Men who were wearing the uniforms from the city lord’s castle and the Gray Temple rushed into the small courtyard. They were all shocked when they saw the terrified children who were huddling in a corner.
“Those animals!”
The official from the city lord’s castle who was leading the team said with tears in his eyes, “Rescue the children! Report back to the city lord!”