《Dragon Sword God》Ch 8 Holy Union!
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****Estra, Tosa****
****Vlad POV****
‘What do you mean by saying your personality has changed?’ I heard Dyton's voice in my head and I started to frown.
‘Can you stop reading my thoughts?’
‘Well, it's your fault for thinking too loudly. Anyway, back to our topic, why did you think that your personality has changed?’
‘Like you said to me; find it out yourself’ I said as I smirked mentally.
"Stop!"
The voice drew my attention and I stopped my steps and turned around.
There were over 15 men who wore silver armor with a shield crest on it coming towards me. Each one of them had a silver long sword on their backs. They were wearing a silver helmet which matched their armor except for the one at the front who did not have any helmet on.
He was about 2m tall and had brown short hair and brown eyes. He had a muscular body and his face was just above average.
When they came right in front of me, he looked down at me with disdain clearly in his eyes as he clicked his tongue at me and held his nose. This really irritated me to the core.
"What!?" I said in a cold tone.
"You need to come with me!" he said and was about to grab my arm when I avoided his hand and looked at him as my killing intent rose. The man took a step back because of the sudden killing intent and after he went back, I retraced my killing intent and calmed myself down.
"What do you want!?" I asked looking at him.
"We are from the Holy Union and we’re here to bring you in for your actions" the man said as he raised his chest to show me that he is proud of being a part of this 'Holy Union'.
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"My actions?"
"You killed a noble in the middle of the city. That's a serious crime!"
The man put his hand on his sword and said "You either come willingly or we will have to use force. Choose carefully"
I looked at the man and my killing intent rose again. ‘Is he threatening me?’ I thought.
‘Calm down, kid. With your body, you won't be able to fight them. You don't even have a sword’ I heard Dyton's voice and I took a deep breath and calmed down.
I looked at the man. "What's the Holy Union?" I asked and all the men raised an eyebrow as they looked at me.
"The holy Union is the organization that holds the justice in this kingdom. So, if you know what's best for you, come with us quietly!"
"So, you protect the justice of this kingdom, right?" I asked as I crossed my hands over my chest.
"That's right"
"If I wasn't there, then that man was going to take the little girl against her will, tell me, where were you then?"
"Are you going to come willingly or are you going to make us use force?" the man said as his face became stiff.
Fuck your fifth sister! He is trying to change the topic.
"Answer me first! What kind of justice is this!?"
The men all drew their swords ‘I guess these morons like to fight more than talking’ I thought
"Get him!" the man said and they all charged towards me. I lifted my hand and all the men froze. They all looked at the thing in my hand ‘If I am right, then this is some kind of identification for important people. If this doesn't work, then it's a fight until I die" I thought.
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"It's the crest of the Dyer Clan" one of the men said as he looked at their leader who was now even redder due to anger.
"Why didn't you tell me that you were a guest of the Dyer Clan from the start?" the man said as he clenched his hands into fists.
"You never asked, did you? Also, you haven't answered my question either" I said which made the man at a loss on what to do.
"Come and find me when you have an answer" I said as I turned around to leave.
****Estra, Tosa. Dyer Castle****
***Aaron Dyer POV***
"Thank you. You can leave now" I said as I looked at the man in front of me.
He walked towards the door and went out, locking it behind him.
"What do you think of him?"
I turned around to look at my father who was sitting in front of me drinking tea.
He had white short hair and blue eyes. He looked about 30 years old and wore a white robe which matched his hair. His skin was pale and he gave out a dominating aura.
"He is interesting" he said while taking a sip of his tea.
The man who just came in told us about what happened in the city and how Vlad not only killed a noble in bright daylight but also managed to embarrass the Holy union. I don't know whether to laugh or cry. This is the first time someone has managed to surprise me so many times.
First, he looks very different from the people I have seen due to his eye and hair color. Second, he doesn't care about who he deals with and treats all the same. And finally, he will do anything to follow his plan.
Furthermore, that guy made me speechless by stepping into the Mortal rank in a single night. Even I who is known as this city's top genius took 5 days in order for the pain of my body to go away after stepping into the Mortal rank. How strong is his body?
And as if that was not enough to make me jealous of him, he told me a way to get monstrously rich.
In this city, there are over 600 million people. 80% of them are cultivators while 70% are commoners who have families. These people would need to give the money to their family if they somehow died which makes this idea a jackpot.
What does this mean? Well, this means that the amount of money we’re going to get will be 10x more than what we get from our clan shops normally. On top of that, we would have 90% of income! That's 9x more than our normal income!
The more I get to know him, the more I begin to wonder just where is he from.
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