Gary jerked his head up.
"Your... Your Excellency? What do you an by this!?"
He looked utterly shocked.
He had only intended to bleed himself dry to save his life, but now the other party was indicating they wanted to take over the place.
"Those two warehouses outside, they're full of the craftsn you've captured, aren't they?"
Chen Lun's tone was light, as if he was discussing sothing perfectly ordinary. However, to Gary's ears, the words rang like a thunderclap.
"You...!"
Gary quickly suppressed his emotions and took a deep breath.
"It seems you're already aware," he said.
Chen Lun nodded and casually threw a pair of Mad Hand and a Blunderbuss onto the table with two clattering sounds.
"You kidnapped so many craftsn just to make these two things?"
A faint light radiated from the seashell necklace at Chen Lun's chest. A struggle flashed in Gary's eyes, then he sighed and his expression beca one of resignation.
"You guys, co over here!"
He beckoned without turning his head.
"Boss."
The remaining mbers of the Iron Fist Gang looked at each other and hurried over.
Just as they arrived at their boss's side, however, Gary suddenly exploded into action.
He sprang to his feet, punched one man in the throat with crushing force, elbowed another in the temple, and then grabbed the last one by the neck.
The man's face turned red, staring at his own boss in disbelief.
Grimness spread across Gary's face.
"Sorry, but tonight's events can't get out.
The things I said can't be heard by you guys either."
With that, he squeezed tightly and snapped the neck of his underling.
Thump!
The body fell to the ground.
Chen Lun watched the scene with interest, gaining a deeper understanding of the Iron Fist Gang leader's ruthlessness.
Only then did Gary turn around to face Chen Lun, with a respectful expression on his face:
"Your Excellency, capturing the craftsn was not my idea, but an order from Butler Fedman..."
Chen Lun beca intrigued.
"Butler Fedman?"
"He's the butler of Councilor Daniel of the Amber City council," Gary said in a grave voice.
"A long ti ago, Butler Fedman found when I was still just a nobody lurking around the Sewage Beach.
He had establish the Iron Fist Gang and gave a great deal of help...
Later, one day, he gave a blueprint and told to capture craftsn to make sothing for him, but the results have never been satisfactory..."
Chen Lun frowned slightly.
He hadn't expected the Iron Fist Gang to be connected to that councilor. Could there be a relation to the future "Glutton" Dolly?
"Do you still have that blueprint?" Chen Lun asked.
Gary shook his head slightly.
"The original blueprint has been taken back; now there's only a copied version left...
It's underneath the second-to-last drawer to the right of where you're standing, there's a hidden compartnt."
Following Gary's direction, Chen Lun opened the hidden compartnt in the drawer and retrieved a copy of the blueprint.
But after a glance, he shook his head in disappointnt.
[Mad Hand Prototype Drawing - Palm Fireworks (Copy)]
Item Description: Structural analysis and manufacturing drawings for a chanical glove.
A badly deford copy that had significantly diverged from the original design...
"No wonder the Iron Gloves that were made were such rubbish; it's not entirely the craftsn's fault that their skills weren't up to par," Chen Lun mused to himself.
He then recalled the mission he received before arriving, in which one of the rewards was the original blueprint. Looking at the worthless copy in his hand, he felt a sudden sense of disappointnt.
"Recently, Butler Fedman has been urging ever more insistently, and the Iron Fist Gang has to hand over a large portion of their monthly inco to him," Gary continued.
"Do you know what his purpose is?"
Chen Lun asked.
Gary shook his head, saying,
"I don't know, Your Excellency."
Chen Lun pondered.
Intuition told him that everything was the will of Congressman Daniel.
What exactly did he want to do?
An ordinary politician, gathering funds and weapons, could he be thinking of rebellion?
Chen Lun couldn't help but be amused by his own speculation.
In the face of the two colossal forces, the Sun Church and the Shelter, no one or organization dared to talk about overthrowing the Tresor Empire.
Not even the Red Apple Church!
In his previous life, they ravaged the Empire but still t their ultimate demise.
If Congressman Daniel was really that naive, he didn't deserve his many years of high-standing influence.
Only the mysterious can confront the mysterious, only the extraordinary can kill the extraordinary!
This was the unwritten rule of the Mystic Realm.
Of course, except for the Low Sequence.
Chen Lun fell silent.
"How much liquid funds does the Iron Fist Gang have now?"
He asked a question of personal interest.
Gary hesitated and slowly said,
"Yesterday, Butler Fedman already took this month's inco... There are still 7 Gold Pounds and over 40 Silver Ducats in the gang."
He looked a bit embarrassed.
Raising his head cautiously and noticing the polite yet eerie smile on the young man with black hair, his heart skipped a beat.
Thus, he quickly added,
"I have also stashed so money myself, about 40 Gold Pounds."
He had originally intended to use this money to save his own life, but now it seed he still couldn't keep it.
Chen Lun nodded in satisfaction.
"Good, then you take 45 Gold Pounds for , and have your craftsman make a batch of lead bullets."
After offering praise, he issued the order directly.
At the sa ti, he used the "rmaid's Song" once more to perform deeper hypnosis on Gary.
This was to prevent a betrayal from Gary once he left.
Gary's eyes beca vacant for a mont and then returned to normal, but his expression beca more respectful, even with a hint of eagerness to please.
"I shall obey your will, Your Excellency."
He placed his left hand on the right side of his chest and bowed in salute.
Then he turned and went upstairs, returning after a short while with an exquisitely carved wooden box, which he gently placed on the table.
Chen Lun opened the box, and inside, the glittering Coins shone brightly, pleasing him greatly.
Using the box lid to block the view, he secretly extended a finger into the box to touch the Gold Coins, bringing them all into the panel.
Clap!
The lid closed.
"Next, I will entrust you with two matters, which you must treat as your most urgent tasks."
Chen Lun spoke gravely.
"Please instruct , I will do my utmost!"
Gary seed sowhat excited, showing a readiness to complete the tasks as if fulfilling Chen Lun's wishes was a great honor for him.
Chen Lun silently marveled at the astonishing effect of "rmaid's Song."
It was almost like turning an enemy into his madly devout follower, akin to brainwashing.
But there were significant limitations, as it had little effect on those with strong willpower.
Also, many psychic defensive Mysterious Objects had a restraining effect on it. The golden apple necklace once worn by Priest Carter was a typical example.
"Help investigate recent news about Viscount Pompey, and get his family's detailed address.
Also, keep an eye on soone nad 'Dolly.' Any related intelligence must be reported to imdiately."
"Yes, Your Excellency."
[You have slain many mbers of the Iron Fist Gang and successfully enslaved their leader, Gary, completing the C-level task: King of the Sewage Beach!]
[You receive the task reward: 1000 Experience Points, 1 Gold Pound, and [Mad Hand Prototype Drawing - Palm Fireworks]*1]
Chen Lun stood up and slowly left the territory of the Iron Fist Gang.
He left behind a ground littered with corpses and the Iron Fist Gang's leader Gary, who remained bowed in salute for a long ti.
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