Chapter 1838: In Control
Aaaaah!
Cabio let out a shrill scream.
Such screams were enough to draw the attention of the cheering crowd.
However, when Gino and the others realized the screaming person was Cabio, everyone stopped and watched coldly.
Sympathize with a cold-blooded Executioner?
How was that any different from warming a frozen snake?
Naturally, there was a difference.
At least with the latter, you would remain wary because it was a snake, and might avoid the bite of its hidden fangs.
But the former?
He would definitely kill you.
He would disguise himself, then wait for a once-in-a-lifetime chance to kill you.
Do not expect him to be grateful.
Facts had long proven that, to people like Cabio, gratitude was a burden.
Only by casting off that burden could he continue traveling light and obtain everything he wanted.
"Save me!"
"Save me!"
Cabio cried out desperately for help, but unfortunately, no one pleaded on his behalf.
Cabio quickly realized this as well. The plague-ravaged deputy director of the Tribunal immediately revealed his true colors and began viciously cursing those around him.
"I hope you all die miserable deaths!"
"You hypocrites!"
"Do you think I'm the cold-blooded and heartless one?"
"The truly cruel and tyrannical one is Motuoer."
His venomous words soon implicated the Privy Bishop.
Then the situation spiraled out of control, because as the Tribunal's deputy director spoke, secret information about the Temple of the War God began to be exposed one piece at a time.
The people around them widened their eyes in shock.
They had never imagined that the Temple of the War God could be so dark.
Assassinations for profit were practically routine.
There was even human trafficking!
Not merely one or two people.
It was trafficking on the scale of hundreds or thousands.