Monarch Of Darkness, Arsene Chapter 148
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Arriving at an average-looking building with the same aesthetic design as Hallr, I slowly floated down with the help of the wind before knocking on the door. With a kind smile, my crimson eyes glimmered through my wolf mask as a woman opened to door.
"Do you know..."
Clenching her throat, I barged in, closing the door behind in one swift motion. Watching as the woman squirm, my grip grew tither as a putrid golden liquid rained from her legs. Fear was all but visible as she began foaming at the mouth, clawing at my arms for dear life.
"Tell me what I want to know, and I will leave you alive. Lie, and I will remove a finger, an arm, or maybe even an organ." I coldly said, releasing the woman as she gasped for sweet air.
Shaking, the woman never rose back up as she took a second to catch her breath, "...My...My lord... I... "
"You are a sorcerer, but I don't really care about that. Tell me about who was killed last month." I demanded as black flame sprung from my arms. A sinister air filled the small average looking house as the woman could feel the fingers of death clawing at her.
Perspiration quickly dripped over her clothing as she sat in her own waist, "I don't know..."
Flashing my arm, I ripped out her kidney as she screamed in horror. "AAAAAAAAAAH PLEAE.... Freya Freya Freya please please help me. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH"
Still holding her bloody kidney within my palms I scoffed, as a veil of darkness quickly covered the room, making sure no one would hear.
"Now, shall we start over? Tell me what happened?" I lightly said, dragging her by the hair into the kitchen before tossing her onto her table. "Lie again, and I will place you headfirst into your firepit."
Tears rained from the woman's ashen face as she clenched her side, whimpering. "It-it was Orin. Laem betrayed the order, and Orin cast a curse upon him," she said as I felt her heart beet telling the truth.
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"Good, was that so hard?" I suddenly said when my arms suddenly flashed, breaking her spine with a swift chop to her neck. Looking at the eyes filled with horror as she tried to move, I tossed her body into the fireplace, watching her burn without a second thought.
"AAAAHHH DEMON AAAHH KILL AAAAAAAH"she screamed as her words faded into ash.
Feeling another soul enter my collection, I left, not bothering to clean up after myself. Heading to the next home, I quickly repeated this process five times before I had a clear understanding.
Apparently, Laem, the male victim, was a sorcerer who betrayed his order. Siding for some unknown reason with the locals to turn in his cult. Orin, their leader, was outraged once he found out since a few of his younger witches were brutally killed by the city. It was said that they didn't even beg as their minds were broken long before they were killed.
Once Orin found out what happened, he spent five days casting a horrifying hex. That caused Laem's organs to run from his orifices for seven days. His flesh slowly began to turn inside out as he called out for help, but Governor Bo simply shrugged, abandoning him in his hour of need. None of this, however, was within the dossier Vis gave me.
"Man... Having to pee out your spleen or even part of your brain would be...Fuck, that's brutal." I lightly said, looking at the bloody mess before me. "Guess you all had it better. I really am too kind."
Cleaning myself off within my latest victim's home, I changed into a set of their clothing before making my way out as the sun began to rise. "It's been weeks since I last slept. Guess sleeping will only be a luxury from now on.
Changing my mask to a simple white joker mask, I left for the streets greeting various members of society with a kind smile, not like they could tell. Stepping into a tavern wearily, I ordered a few drinks before listening to local gossip some mercenaries were talking about.
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"Did you hear about So'val,"
"Yeah, I heard the Astral Kings have placed a massive bounty on the bastard that killed him. So'val was an honorable man. For someone to actually kill him is a sin. He fought for justice..."
"Preach brother; I heard Red Fox is making a go-to take over this city now that So'val is gone."
Arching my brow, I frowned, taking a sip, hiding my presence, so no one notices my magnificent looks. It's hard to be sexy, but I may have goofed on this one. I didn't think So'val was this important; why the hell was he acting like a bandit.
"I heard it was done by someone named Arsene Snow."
Spitting out my beer, I almost roared in rage. How the hell did they know? Wait... did rave or Lisa tell anyone about me since entering this city. Paying my bill, I shot away in a hurry trying to catch a whiff of Lisa, Rave, or Roald.
VIs had given me the address of where they stayed, but I didn't even bother looking at it. It made no sense for me even to bother learning it since I would just get lost anyway.
"Damn, First Eroma, now this. Can I ever catch a break? I hope I can get out of this mess... I mean, who would believe some Gate of Man killed a saint."
Flashing through the city like a bolt of lightning, I suddenly beamed; after half an hour of searching, I bolted towards rave alongside Lisa. Rushing up, I suddenly glared deeply at the two of them, "Which one of you idiots said anything about me killing the bandits a few weeks ago."
"Huh, it was me, of course. That was a badass battle." Rave foolishly said as I paled in horror. "You should have seen it—you were so badass.
"Fuck," I shouted, gritting my teeth, forcing myself not to plunge my arm through his chest. This fucking idiot is screwing me for screwing his wife. Damn it...Is this Karma? Is this my punishment for banging Lisa?
"See, I told you not to say anything." Lisa suddenly exclaimed, glaring at Rave with a blaming look.
Clenching my hair in frustration, I released a deep breath of air, "Just don't say anymore. I will deal with this. You just place a massive bounty on my head. Fuck...Did you at least find anything since you were here?"
Blushing in shame and guilt, rave shook his head, "it's only been a day. We spent the entire time being debrief on what was going on."
Fucking useless...the both of you. Fuck me. This is why I detest the police. Even in other universes, you all are useless. Thank god I'm wearing a mask. I can't hide my rage right now.
"Oh, I see. Well, just stop telling people. I need to get rid of this damn rumor. I will come to find you later." I happily said, trying my hardest not to kill him where he stood before shooting off before they dragged me into a meaningless conversation.
"First things first, I need to find that little cult. They will be a fine source of knowledge. Roald, that idiot cannot teach for shit, and he doesn't have any books."
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