Hilia felt that this thod was quite unscrupulous.
But looking at the 50 gold coins in her hand, it seed not so unacceptable.
After all, the other party was a mber of a nefarious gang.
The girl felt as if sothing inside her shattered.
Rose’s smile seed to turn into a sneer, mocking her downfall.
The 50 gold coins were scalding hot.
So Hilia grasped them tightly.
It turned out there really are easier ways to make money than painstakingly making scrolls... Is robbery faster than fighting and killing?
"I still don’t understand, this is clearly robbery, why do they obediently pay? Are gangsters really this rich?"
Rose laughed, "Of course, these nefarious gangs might not have much big money, but they do have small money. Back when I was in First and Second Tier, whenever I ran out of money, I’d just find them to squeeze a little, and it always eased my financial pressure."
Hilia: "..."
No wonder... Evil God.
Originally, Hilia hadn’t expected those five people to really pay up.
Her goal was to stop them and let Anarce advance her revenge mission by a quarter.
She never would have thought that they would actually pay.
There was no reason to keep their magic puppet, so Hilia reluctantly took the money and let their magic puppet go.
"With this, Anarce’s burden has grown, I must be ready to aid at any mont."
The girl watched the five of them walk towards the tavern with their magic puppet.
But just as she was about to follow, she suddenly froze.
She saw the five of them suddenly take a turn, not entering the tavern, but... running away?
She hurried over to check the situation.
A great fire, spreading throughout the interior of the tavern.
This was the scene Hilia saw.
The air was thick with magical fluctuations; both fire and wind elents spread from the central bonfire, slowly covering the entire tavern.
Anarce walking out of the tavern, like a War God from hell.
"That was too harsh, Anarce, you directly burned down the tavern."
Hilia was dumbfounded.
Anarce didn’t notice Hilia, she went on to the next place.
Soone had already reported to the sheriff, and after Anarce left, the sheriff arrived belatedly, beginning to shout about putting out the fire—everyone was shouting, but no one even tried to spit on it.
The second place, Sure Win Casino.
The second floor.
Dokara was sitting in front of a gambling table, playing cards with several friends.
At this mont, soone suddenly rushed over and whispered a few words in his ear.
"Oh? The little girl who escaped last year beca a mage? Masaka was killed by her? And she also burned the tavern?"
Dokara smirked, "What a useless Masaka. If I wasn’t so tied up right now, I’d go and catch her myself, sell her to the Beastman Federation."
The inforr whispered, "She’s coming this way."
Dokara’s hand trembled slightly but soon regained his composure.
"Then let her co and never leave, capture her as a breeding slave."
"Your hand shook?" a friend said.
"Haha, just a bit of exertion from playing cards, nothing to worry about, let’s keep playing, do not let it affect you."
Bang!
Suddenly, a fierce crashing sound ca from downstairs.
Dokara imdiately stood up.
"Hmph, coming here so boldly? Don’t bla for being rude then!"
He no longer cared about the ga, grabbed his coat, and hurriedly headed downstairs.
Outside the door, he saw his magic puppet, easing his tense mood a little.
Reaching the first floor, he imdiately saw chaos.
Countless gamblers were running towards the doors in all directions.
So even took advantage of the chaos to grab chips from the gaming tables before running.
Dokara had no interest in these people.
He looked at the girl at the main entrance.
A year ago, they had "accidentally" killed both of this girl’s parents; back then, she was very weak and frail.
But now, she carried a powerful aura, no longer fragile, completely different from a year ago, to the point that Dokara didn’t recognize her at first glance.
At this mont, she was controlling the magic puppet, executing the thugs trying to rush forward, one by one.
"Stop!" Dokara shouted, controlling his magic puppet to enter the fray.
Just an inexperienced youngster stepping into the threshold, not worth fussing over.
Dokara thought.
Then he witnessed what a real gap looked like.
Anarce was very ordinary at the Divine Magic Academy, but in Frost Town, a small northern town, she was unmatched.
Especially against soone like Dokara, who lacked training and showed signs of declining magic power.
Since the Fla Sun Association completely dominated the Frost Town underground market, he hadn’t fought in a long ti.
His blood was burning!
His magic puppet exuded a dangerous aura!
His magic puppet was slamd into the ground and battered!
"Dokara, do you rember ?"
The girl bypassed the battle with the magic puppet and ca in front of Dokara.
She also held a knife in her hand.
Dokara broke into a cold sweat, quickly pulling out the Tier Two magic scroll he had prepared on his body.
But Anarce was even faster than him.
With a single slash, a hand was easily severed,
"Xi... My friend once told , where is there ti to pull out a scroll when you’re beaten? I’ll pass those words to you."
Anarce, with blood dripping from the tip of her knife, pointed it at Dokara’s head again.
"I won’t let you die so easily."
Saying this, she moved the knife down to Dokara’s arm.
Just as she was about to stab, a voice suddenly ca.
"Stop, friend."
Vines suddenly rose from the ground, causing the alert Anarce to quickly retreat and dodge, then looked up at the speaker.
The other party descended from the second floor, dressed in luxurious attire.
"You’ve killed many mbers of the Fla Sun Association, burned down the Warm Tavern, and now you’re causing a scene at the Sure Win Casino, don’t you regard Lord Winter at all?"
"Who are you?"
"I am Crisis, the future lord of Frost Town."
Dokara breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Crisis arrive, excitedly saying, "So Young Master Crisis is here, why didn’t you tell sooner?"
"I just ca to have so fun, don’t make a fuss, don’t worry, the lord’s office will handle this well."
Dokara smiled, "I believe the lord’s... office?"
Suddenly, his eyes widened as he looked down at his chest.
The cold blade had already pierced through his heart.
It turned out that Anarce seized the mont he let down his guard and delivered a swift strike.
Afterward, Anarce looked towards Crisis, "This matter has nothing to do with the lord’s office, I’ll leave after my revenge."
Crisis’s expression was unpleasant, "What audacity, just a re Tier One mage, yet you don’t regard even a Tier Three Lord. I think you’re tired of living!"
Anarce said nothing and just turned to walk out.
"Ignoring ?"
Seeing Anarce directly leave, Crisis grew furious, quickly striding towards the door, without sparing Dokara a glance.
But just as he was about to reach the door, a hand suddenly stopped him.
The person blocking Crisis earnestly said, "Hello, son of the lord, I want to report a major security incident to you."
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