Don't Be Afraid, I Never Bully Others with My Power

Darius, Kuri's older brother, was an Intermediate Knight Professional and the target of this mission.

Today, he had led five Intermediate-Class Professionals as guards and twenty Novice-Class Professional attendants to hunt fifteen li west of Border Town.

William held the yellowed note over the flame and lit it. The mission information appeared along with it.

[New mission triggered.]

[Assassinate Viscount Darius]

[Mission Rank: C]

[Mission Details: Eliminate the target and his attendants. Leave no one alive to speak.]

[Mission Reward: 20,000 EXP]

[Mission Failure: Anyone escapes.]

"The target is an Intermediate-Class Professional, yet it's only a C-Class Quest. The experience really is pitiful!" William frowned, but what interested him was not the mission reward. It was the slaves Kuri had promised him.

The expanding town needed a great deal of manpower. In an age without electricity or machinery, manpower could practically be called the most valuable resource.

Otherwise, the Human Countries would not restrict the trade that allowed slaves to leave their borders.

Unless Moxis, that Archmage, personally stepped in and used the surging Mana in his stomach to help build the town.

Judging by the habits of that All-Element Archmage, one person could build faster than a hundred thousand slaves...

"Since it's an assassination, I can't bring too many people..." William thought briefly, then pushed open the door and shouted, "Nock, gather one hundred Rangers. Tell them to gear up. We're going to cause trouble."

"As you command, my lord." Nock ran off in a flash.

There was no question about the Elves' loyalty. Even if William led them out to kill someone, or even rob people, they would not care. Otherwise, why would they be called Personal Guards?

They could fight with their backs to the river and die without taking a single step back!

They could happily do good deeds together, and they could sling their arms around each other's shoulders while doing bad deeds together. That was what Personal Guards were!

As for whether this would affect their values or outlook on life...

"They'll get used to it. Besides, they all know I'm a Half-Elf full of flaws." William stretched lazily. He wore his Inner Armor beneath his clothes, then put on a casual set of blue leather armor, picked up the Dawn Set, and prepared to leave.

"Young master, this is the place." An Intermediate Ranger Professional pointed nearby. "According to the information from those Rangers, this should be where that Mutant Black Wolf appears."

"I hope it's a Mid-Tier Monster. Otherwise, this year's spring hunt will be no fun at all!" Darius narrowed his eyes.

Someone chuckled and said obsequiously, "Why not get some Novice-Class Professional slaves and make them run around for a while first, my lord? Then you can begin the hunt."

Darius lightly clapped his hands. "Haha, good idea. But first, let's see how fierce that Lightning Wolf is. It actually defeated an entire Ranger squad by itself!"

"Haha, that squad was just weak!"

"When the young master takes the field, he's worth ten Ranger squads by himself!"

Darius laughed a few times, then suddenly turned serious. He snorted. "Enough nonsense. Keep moving. Open your eyes wide. If you let that Mutant Black Wolf escape, you can be the prey instead."

"Yes, my lord." Apart from the four Intermediate-Class Professional guards, everyone else shuddered. The viscount before them was a true pervert...

Or rather.

Most human Nobles had inherited certain perverse traits.

Kuri looked at the ten people before him. Eight were Novice-Class Professionals, while two had only recently entered the intermediate level. They were all subordinates he had secretly cultivated.

With a solemn expression, he said, "Brothers, whether I can inherit the Count's title depends on you."

"There are over twenty of them. How are we supposed to stop them? Why not call more people? This is obviously suicide." One Warrior said impatiently.

"I never said we would do it ourselves. Someone will take care of the target for us. We only need to guard this place and prevent anyone from escaping." Kuri gently shook his head. When he looked at the man who had spoken, a faint glint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Lotner looked at the assembled group. He had assumed they were going hunting Magical Beasts again, or clearing out small tribes near the territory. Only now did he realize they were going to carry out an assassination...

"My lord, do you have some misunderstanding about the word 'assassination'?" Lotner felt rather melancholic.

William shrugged and asked in confusion, "Is there a difference between one person assassinating someone, two people assassinating someone, and one hundred people assassinating someone?"

"Uh... won't it make too much noise?"

"Too much noise? Don't use Battle Aura. Shout once in the dense forest. Even if you scream your throat raw, no one three hundred meters away will come save you!"

"Why would I scream my throat raw? My throat is perfectly fine."

"..." William raised an eyebrow. I've never tried it. How would I know whether your throat is fine?

More than a hundred people did not ride horses. When Elves marched through a forest, traveling on foot was often faster than riding.

Since everyone on this trip was a Ranger, they moved even faster. No one wore metal armor; all of them wore leather armor. Whether walking on the ground or climbing through the trees, they barely made a sound. Coupled with the Elves' high Agility, they consumed very little Stamina Value.

Near noon.

The sun overhead was huge and round, yet only a small amount of sunlight pierced through the thick leaves and shone upon the dead leaves covering the ground.

The group split up completely, forming teams of ten. They could serve as scouts while also being ready to fight at any moment.

William had made the goal of this trip very clear: they were here to kill people.

The Elven Royal Guards were surprised, but after he gave them a slight explanation and said that Darius was a perverted human Noble who abused and slaughtered Magical Beasts and animals, they became unwaveringly determined to kill him...

As for whether Darius really was one?

That did not matter at all. Whenever William called him a "perverted human Noble," the Elves would remember painful events from the past. They never showed mercy toward such human Nobles. If there were ten thousand, they would kill all ten thousand. Whatever perverse methods they could use, there was no need to hold back. Everyone could take turns...

Time passed.

William did not know whether he had stepped in dog shit or pulled out one of the Goddess of Fortune's leg hairs, but he actually encountered Darius and his group first.

"Do we strike now?" Lotner, William, and Nock were all hiding in the trees.

William's lips curled upward. "No. Nock, notify the others to surround them. Let that Intermediate Lightning Wolf wear them down first."

He watched Darius shout and curse, ordering the Professionals surrounding the Lightning Wolf not to damage its fur.

Yet because of that, three Professionals had already had their throats bitten through by the Lightning Wolf.

Several others had large patches of scorched skin that were still smoking. They had clearly been shocked badly.

The black wolf bared bloodstained fangs, sparks of electricity crackling from its mouth as though it could spit out a bolt of lightning at any moment. The Lightning Wolf's bloodline potential was admittedly average, but both its appearance and fur were extremely beautiful.

Back then, many players had liked capturing Lightning Wolf cubs as pets.

If an adult Lightning Wolf had high enough loyalty, it would definitely be an incredibly strong support companion. It was very fast, and its Tooth attacks were also powerful in close combat. Its only problem was that compared to other Magical Beasts, its health was pathetic. A single kick to the waist would be a critical hit...

Darius's expression turned cold. Watching the Lightning Wolf kill his subordinates one after another had already made him impatient. Just as he raised his bow—

One of his Personal Guards placed a hand on his shoulder and quietly said without changing expression, "Someone is here. They haven't made a sound or revealed any killing intent, but I can feel them."

"Hehe, assassins sent by my dear little brother? I knew he wouldn't be so obedient." Darius sneered and fired an arrow. The Lightning Wolf, which had long since lost most of its fighting strength, was pierced through the head. A spray of blood shot out.

He walked over to his prey and scanned the surroundings without restraint. "Come out. As an assassin, I admire your ability to hide. How about you kill my brother instead? I'll pay you double. What do you say?"

Silence.

"What are you afraid of? I may have many men, but they won't attack you. I said I'd pay double to kill my brother!" Darius shouted again.

William suddenly poked his head out from behind a tree and asked curiously, "Really?"

Darius narrowed his eyes. "Oh? An Elf or a Half-Elf? Little fellow, don't be afraid. As a noble viscount, I, Darius, never bully others with my power!"

"Oh, come out. Everyone, come out. Don't be afraid. This piece of trash won't bully others with his power." William clapped his hands.

Whoosh!

One hundred fully armed Elven Rangers emerged from behind the trees.

Darius's Chrysanthemum suddenly tightened, and he felt an aching sorrow in his balls.

Four Intermediate-Class Professionals...

The rest were just cannon fodder...

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