This was not Han Shuo's first time killing someone, but compared to killing those Forest Trolls, killing Claude on the spot had a tremendous impact on his state of mind.
The Forest Trolls were not of his race, after all, and they were notorious thugs and bandits. Killing them had felt as justified to Han Shuo as killing magic beasts. Claude, however, was entirely different. Han Shuo had truly had no choice but to kill him, because he knew that if Claude did not die, he could forget about living in peace.
Watching Claude collapse limply into a pool of blood, Han Shuo felt numb for a time, an emptiness inside him. He had not hesitated at all when he struck. Only now, with Claude dead before him, did he begin to feel nervous.
Claude was a noble, and the youngest son of the Imperial Griffin Legion's Legion Commander at that. If this matter came to light, Han Shuo would have no way out but death.
Han Shuo stared blankly at Claude's body for a while. His initially flustered gaze grew increasingly resolute and cold.
At last, Han Shuo straightened his clothes and stood up. With a calm expression, he approached Claude and searched through his clothing, emptying several dozen gold coins, a Crystal Card, and some assorted wound medicine from his money pouch.
After some thought, Han Shuo pocketed only the several dozen gold coins. He set the Crystal Card, which might expose what had happened, aside with Claude's other belongings.
As his incantation ended, Little Skeleton appeared before Han Shuo, carrying the Bone Blade. Han Shuo found a secluded clearing, and the man and skeleton wielded dagger and Bone Blade, spending several minutes digging a deep pit. After putting Claude into the pit and burying him, Han Shuo