Zira exhaled, a long one. She hadn’t realised how nervous she was this nervous, his words sohow brought a sense of relief to her.
"But unfortunately, ti isn’t my best friend today. Let’s go, we have more work to do."
Saying that he walked out, he stepped outside. A strong sll of blood, gore, and decay hit his nose.
In the hall, hundreds of bodies were thrown together and ford a small mountain. Pieces of eyes, legs, arms, intestines, and more were scattered all across the area.
"Good job"
The number was perfect. Not a single soul had escaped.
"Heh, let’s go, their entire treasury must be filled to the brim!"
He hadn’t forgotten to ’ask’ that fat fudge earlier. So they all walked toward the deeper parts of the hall.
"But Master, won’t they all be alerted and send the main forces?" Zira asked, walking a step behind Rahu.
"They will, but they haven’t been alerted yet. The news will definitely be spread sooner or later. So let’s get out of here quickly."
Saying that, they quickened their pace and arrived in front of a large vault. It was massive. Rahu glanced at Zira and nodded.
Zira unsheathed her sword and held it in her hands for a few seconds, accumulating dense purple lightning.
Swoosh!
Rumble!!
She swung her sword in a horizontal arc, cleaving the thick vault in half. The tals were still burning, and smoke was rising from the broken pieces, thanks to her lingering intent.
"Jackpot!" Rahu grinned.
The mont the trio stepped inside, their eyes widened in astonishnt. Heaps of crystals were stacked in lines, rare herbs, weapons, artifacts, and many other valuable items!!
"These bastards really hoarded a lot over the past centuries, it seed," Zira muttered, her eyes too were shining brightly.
Rahu waved his hand, and all of these items were drawn into his ring. It was large enough to take all these. The sa he had taken from uh..forgot, it was the Azure Hollow ring, the one that was bid against him in the auction.
After pocketing every single di present, the trio quietly slipped out of the Tavern.
"Alright, let’s move on to the next target," Rahu smirked.
Three days ago, the trio had t up on the outskirts of the Silverleaf Forest, which is connected to the northern borders of the House Crimson territory, for a rendezvous.
And he had to give it to Zira, she had already located two of the assassins’ bases of the branches that were operating on the outskirts.
The first one was in the town of Ashkar, the one they destroyed just now. There were four such branches spread throughout the Crimson territory.
They needed the capital for their plans and also for Rahu’s revenge. But things weren’t that simple.
News broke out that the House Ravencar had demanded the release of their princess and the head of the man nad Morath! One of the Elders of the House Crimson.
Naturally, the Council of House Crimson was shocked and enraged at the blatant provocation. Morath was beyond furious and confused about what the hell was happening.
One day, he was chilling in his house, and the next day, House Ravencar was demanding his head!
...
Inside the grand hall of House Crimson
There were a total of nine elders present, including an annoyed Elder Morath and...and..Alia.
The room’s atmosphere was tense and...strange.
The Elders’ gazes were all strange; the Alia they were looking at right now was glowing—literally.
"Du-du-dun~ du-dun~"
Her deep crimson hair fell over her face, her bloody crimson eyes were flickering from ti to ti, and she even giggled occasionally. As if she was rembering sothing, and that was looping in her mind like a tape recorder.
"Du-du-dun~ du-dun~"
She was humming a strange, creepy tune. The Elders have never seen her in such a...mood. It seems sothing had happened recently...sothing they definitely didn’t wish to know about.
The most ssed-up thing wasn’t her mind here; she was also feared for her power. Killing and slaughter were like side hobbies for her.
And none of them knew which god’s words had affected their sect master to keep this ticking bomb here.
All said and done, they were all wise enough to stay a few ters away from her seat. Even her ex-husband was no different.
Cough
The Elder who was sitting in the foremost seat coughed lightly. He was a tall man, his ancient eyes radiating wisdom that caught everyone’s attention.
The entire hall turned silent. Because that man had spoken. He was the Grand Elder of the House Crimson.
He was Grand Elder Xuehong, also called the Crimson Beast of the North.
"GrandElder, it seems the Ravencars have grown arrogant. They think they can pressure our House just because they outnumber us, thinking they can bully us? Hah! Preposterous!"
One of the Elders snorted. Indeed, this was how the balance existed, although the House Crimson’s forces were few compared to the other houses.
But the limited numbers of warriors from the House Crimson were strong enough to dominantly suppress the other Houses single-handedly. Not to ntion their sect master; Even The Empress had to be careful interacting with her!
"No, they are not that foolish; they have Rhaevira, there’s no way that cunning snake would make such a blunder." Another Elder intervened.
"But would she keep quiet if her daughter were missing and our dear Elder Morath here was the suspected culprit?"
"Shut it, Shenwu! I already told you I’m not crazy enough to do that! And why the heck would I even kidnap her!?" Morath was already on the edge because of a misunderstanding; his life had beco hell the mont he took that accursed boy!
"Silence"
Finally, after a few minutes of arguing back and forth, GrandElder Xuehong finally intervened with a single word.
Seeing the silence, he continued. "Regardless, tell them we are no pushovers. The mont they cross the line, tell them we are ready to shed blood if necessary. But beware if any of our own foolish ambitions bring harm to The House. Death will be a rcy."
That’s it, no nonsense. Straight up facts.
"As you command, GrandElder!!!" The hall erupted in shouts.
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