Chapter 100: Giving the Rich Old Lady So Face
“If hurt enough, then use a hand to neatly slit open…”
Igora let out a long sigh after staying up all night, jumping out of bed ready to head out, but he stopped when he reached the door.
“Why am I in such a hurry? Wouldn’t it be even better if he died?”
Igora shook his head and went back to the bathroom to take a bath as usual. But this ti he didn’t have the usual comfort and relaxation during his bath. He hurriedly dried himself after soaking for a while, then went to brush his teeth to activate his divination spirit.
However, the prerequisite for resonating with the divination spirit is to keep a natural calm state of mind, and Igora was in a complete ss right now. He didn’t have any hope for it. But sohow, the divination spirit still activated, leaving a line of words in the toothpaste foam on the mirror:
“Don’t be too surprised.”
Surprised about what?
Could Ashe really be dead?
A chill went through Igora’s heart. Seeing how concerned Gerard was about Ashe yesterday, he realized that the hunter captain had co for that whimsical cult leader.
Although transporting prisoners and assisting the prison in arranging the Blood Moon Tribunal were also part of a hunter’s job, it was by no ans necessary for the law enforcent captain to be present. With Gerard’s status, he could have easily refused work he wasn’t interested in, so the fact he ca to Shattered Lake must an soone had aroused his interest!
If that was all, it would be fine, Ashe could just sacrifice so skin. But Igora also accidentally found out that people like Gerard had legal immunity!
In the Blood Moon Kingdom, the law is the will of God, rules are the desires of God, and cannot be violated or defied! As long as you are proven guilty of a cri, whether you are the permanent secretary, the mayor of Caimon, a wealthy rchant, you must be tried according to the law, with no room for negotiation!
To this day, Igora still couldn’t forget watching the elegant man on the light screen with an indifferent expression being torn to shreds by the executioner thirteen years ago at the annual nationwide Blood Moon Grand Trial he saw at the orphanage!
That man was the legendary mage ‘Silent Perforr’ Teres Goldo! A legend in the Blood Moon Kingdom for nearly a hundred years! A mage with four wings fully spread, almost reaching the realm of divinity!
However, even such a powerful person, as the price for violating the law, still had to endure the punishnt of the trial’s iron hamr!
It was also from that day that Igora completely determined his own developnt path.
In the Blood Moon Kingdom, true strength lies in discerning the rules, utilizing the rules, and controlling the rules. Otherwise, no matter how strong your abilities, you are still just a slightly stronger ant in front of the laws instituted by the gods.
But in his many years as an ‘insurance agent’, Igora accidentally learned that so people had legal immunity – even if they committed illegal acts, the law would not punish them. On the contrary, the parliant and church still had to protect them and control public opinion to quell the turmoil.
These people were extrely rare in number, and had to et two criteria: first, they must be of the Sacred Bloodline or Moonshadow; second, they must hold important positions!
The forr was easy to understand. The Sacred Bloodline and Moonshadow were the favored races of the Archlunar, and most privileges would fall to these two races, so no one would be dissatisfied – if you don’t like it, take the exam! Any race could transform into the Sacred Bloodline or Moonshadow by passing the assessnt, and the research institutes and churches recruited new mbers every year.
The latter ‘important position’, however, was sowhat questionable, because in the eyes of most ordinary people, the mayors of the administrative halls and mbers of parliant were the important positions, but that was not the case in reality.
The three most important institutions in the Blood Moon Kingdom were the ‘Heresy Court’ with law enforcent powers, the ‘War Zones’ responsible for suppressing the Abyss all over, and the ‘Beloved Church’ that oversees all orphanages, maternity hospitals, and is responsible for population statistics.
The bishops of the church, commanders of the war zones, and captains of the hunter squads were the three most important positions.
Among them, the church bishops must be of the Moonshadow, the commanders of the war zones could only be held by the Sacred Bloodline, while the captains of the hunter squads were open to both races. So it was these three types of people who had legal immunity!
Gerard Wessminster was a mber of the privileged class who could ignore the law!
In other words, even if Gerard and Ashe went into the bedroom together, and only Gerard ca out, Gerard would not be punished at all. He could even pretend nothing had happened.
However, many people in the prison thought Gerard was probably just catching up with Ashe, at most engaging in so friendly sparring – the one-sided kind for Ashe – and then it would be over.
After all, Ashe was on death row in prison, Gerard had no reason to tarnish his reputation over this condemned man. To put it bluntly, killing Ashe would only dirty Gerard’s hands.
Igora had thought so too, but halfway through the night he suddenly realized a problem.
The crux of the matter wasn’t whether Gerard was willing, but whether he could – why did Gerard ask to stay with Ashe? He was judging whether Ashe had any value to him for committing a cri!
At that ti, Igora felt that Ashe was done for. With Ashe’s low EQ, undeveloped brain, and infantile facial expression managent, Gerard might kill him just from looking displeased.
But wasn’t this great? With Ashe dead, he didn’t need to fulfill Ashe’s wish anymore…
Just as Igora was convincing himself while walking into the cafeteria, he saw an unimaginable scene: Ashe and Gerard were eating breakfast face to face, even chatting and laughing.
It seed Ashe had told a really la joke, and the arrogant, cold-blooded white-haired hunter actually burst out laughing, with the decibel levels even exceeding the ‘Public Space Managent Regulations’. A death row inmate would definitely have been muted by the chip for that.
“Ah, Igora, over here!” Ashe spotted Igora at a glance and waved at him.
Don’t act like you’ve got such good eyesight at other tis… Igora, who wanted to observe the situation from the side, was forced to reluctantly bring his breakfast over. “Good morning you two, did you sleep well last night?”
“Yes, very well.” Gerard said, “The lodging environnt here is better than my ho, though I haven’t slept for many years. Luckily Ashe was here so I wasn’t bored.”
“Oh?” Igora raised his eyebrows.
“I was up late playing with Gerard last night,” Ashe shrugged. “Haven’t had such a good ti in a long while.”
Playing? Igora and those nearby had subtle expressions.
“If you want, you can stay another night. I’ll give you a chance to make a coback. But you need to change your impatient habits. I didn’t even go all out last night and you had already finished yourself off.”
The expressions of the nearby death row inmates grew even more bizarre, and the way they looked at Gerard changed as well – Gerard was actually no match for Ashe?
Tsk tsk, ‘Heretic’ Ashe was surprisingly terrifying!
They knew Ashe was brought back by Gerard himself, but after just one night, Gerard had been conquered by Ashe like this!
No wonder he could beco a saint favored by the Four Pillars, no wonder he could beco the only one in the past century to form a cult in the Blood Moon Kingdom!
As expected of Ashe Heath, easily accomplishing what we cannot!
Imperceptibly, ‘Heretic’ Ashe had already beco the revered king of death row inmates in Shattered Lake Prison – though still a death row inmate.
Igora directly dragged Ashe to the Sea View Tower rooftop. The transport ship carrying the Blood Mad Hunters had just set sail, breaking through the surging waters of Shattered Lake and sailing north. Many early rising fin sharks were very active, greeting the hull of the ship with their teeth, the scales glittering brightly as sunlight hit them.
“What were you playing with him last night?”
Ashe was slightly taken aback – that’s your first question?
“What else could we play? Of course it was cards.”
“Cards?” Igora was confused for a mont. “What card ga?”
As a highly developed fantasy society, the Blood Moon Kingdom naturally also had playing cards, though there were so differences in the details, but largely similar. Ashe found they didn’t have the ‘Blackjack’ 21-point ga here, so he modified the rules a bit to teach Gerard, and the two played Blackjack all night.
Although Gerard learned it very quickly, his playing style was unexpectedly aggressive, and he often accidentally busted. So Ashe abused him all night.
Igora’s eyes lit up when he heard about this ga: “Not a bad ga. If the casinos knew about it, it would definitely beco a wildly popular gambling ga… But didn’t Gerard intend to do anything to you? I thought he ca specifically for you.”
Ashe looked at Igora: “You’re worried about ?”
“Of course, you still owe
a wish.” Igora said calmly: “If you die who can I get paynt from? In this world, only I lend to others, no one can owe .”
“Indeed, no matter how lonely a person is, there will always be soone missing them – such as the tax departnt and creditors.” Ashe quipped, then continued, “It was Professor Sylin who asked him to co kill .”
“What?” Igora was shocked: “Sylin actually… Then how did you get away with it? If Gerard wanted to kill you, no one in Shattered Lake Prison could protect you!”
Ashe proudly said: “Of course it was thanks to my sincere gaze, kind heart, and eloquent persuasion!”
“Don’t joke around, I’m being serious.”
“I’m not joking! I really reasoned with him, touched his heart, and then he gave up killing
and played cards with
all night instead.”
Igora looked at Ashe for a good while, confirming he wasn’t lying. He could no longer keep a straight face.
A three-winged Sacred Bloodline mage who had lived over a hundred years was actually easily persuaded by Ashe?
Unless you’re also a telepath, Ashe? Otherwise it’s hard to explain how you grasped a hypnotic technique to control Sanctum powerhouses.
Or could this be the might of the Four Pillars? Allowing Ashe to unknowingly alter the will of others?
Igora watched the transport ship that was about to disappear over the horizon, and suddenly recalled sothing: “You said Gerard played Blackjack with you all night, and he lost more than he won?”
Ashe shrugged: “Yeah, I didn’t expect Gerard to be so weak.”
Igora wanted to say sothing, but held it in.
In his opinion, although Blackjack had ever-changing gaplay, for a three-winged Sanctum mage, that bit of computational power was negligible. Theoretically, Gerard could rely on his mory and calculation abilities to grasp all the cards of both sides, and even calculate his optimal decision.
Even if it was his first ti, he should have quickly mastered it, not lose more than he won.
But maybe Ashe was just really good at Blackjack, Igora thought.
On the transport ship, a group of Blood Mad Hunters were playing cards.
“Ah-ha.” Gerard flipped over the hole card, “Just 21, I win, 5 silver coins from each.”
“No way, Captain you can’t play!” one hunter said, “You’re cheating!”
“You guys washed and dealt the cards, I didn’t use any spirits, how could I cheat?” the white-haired hunter played innocent.
The hunter couldn’t help but curse, “Your mory and computational abilities are stronger than ours. From the mont we got our cards you analyzed all the situations already. How could we possibly win? You’re simply crushing us with your Sanctum abilities!”
“Alright alright, if you don’t want to play we won’t play.” Gerard whistled and walked over to the railing, gazing through the glass at Shattered Lake Prison gradually disappearing from sight.
A thin beastman hunter walked over. Unlike most hunters, he was thin, short, at first glance looking more like a goblin.
Yet like Gerard, he had crimson ruby eyes.
“Captain, I’m very curious,” he leaned on the railing and asked, “What exactly did Ashe Heath do to make you spare him?”
Gerard laughed. “How do you know I ca for Heath?”
“It’s not your first ti doing this.” Bas said. “The captain of law enforcent is often the one who breaks the law the most. I know who was behind Councilor Will’s assassination, Captain. Every ti you want to do sothing, the whole Heresy Court has to clean up after you. It’s not even troubleso to go through the procedures…”
“But this is the duty the Archlunar has bestowed upon you, there must be aning in it.”
“So I’m curious, because you have so many reasons to execute Ashe Heath, just being the leader of the Four Pillars Cult is enough for you to take action. And you must have obtained so intelligence that made you feel Heath was still dangerous, which is why you specifically ca to Shattered Lake, right?”
Gerard leisurely said, “As expected, it’s just more comfortable using our own people, highly observant and smart. Compared to you, Emma is really useless…”
Bas raised his eyebrows: “Captain, you just violated regulations against gender discrimination, racial discrimination, and more in one sentence, even provoking conflict between the two lunar races. If others heard that, the Caimon dia wouldn’t need any other news this month, just condemning you would fill their pages.”
Gerard just smiled and changed the topic. “As for Ashe Heath… you’re very right, he gave
far too many reasons to take action, like him reading the romance comics I hate most. ”
“So what did he do to make Captain reconsider?”
“He didn’t do anything, or rather, nothing he did swayed . I spared him to give soone face.”
Bas was taken aback. “There’s still soone who needs you to give them face?”
“Of course.”
Gerard looked towards Shattered Lake Prison, about to vanish from sight, and recalled the crow uniform hidden under Ashe’s bed in his cell, as well as the sweet tangy sll of Ashe’s blood.
“I slled the aura of colorless source blood.”
“As fellow alumni from the four great research institutes, I dare not snatch the long awaited offering of the new race.”
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