180 Trustworthy criminals

"It's a beautiful day outside. Birds are singing. Flowers are blooming. The streets are as lively as they could be and most of them do not have a single worry. Knowing fully well that Durthang is their home, the place they were born, lived and will die. All because of one single thing. The fact that the Archmage is here to protect everyone, to prevent both Massalia and Synnada to try something irresponsible. Well, you sure chose your way to die."

Glancing through the open window, one could easily smell the fresh smell of the sea and the spices, even at such a height. However, instead of being normal, this only made the giant that talked previously frowned. If he could see two merchants haggling and even beginning to use their fists, he couldn't hear a single word of what was shouted. That was the normal situation.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. You shouldn't have let the Tower fall to such a state. Maybe the spies don't have any idea that he died yet, but if they realize that the protections are beginning to fade, it won't be long before the news that you suppressed is known by everyone." Truthfully advising the magus that were in the room, he couldn't help but shake his heads when he realized that the shock they received seemed bigger than he first thought.

After the death of the Archmage, his disciples had suddenly lost their way, the thing that always calmed them. And because the cure was provided by the Organization, it took them a few days before they finally contacted them. After all, they had no choice, knowing how important the Tower was for the two human nations around it. Even if the Black Gauntlet clearly doubted their ability at reading the situation.

It was not just a matter of losing the Archmage. After all, even with the death of some magus near the Wild Mountains, the survivors were strong enough to repel any army that would dare face them. Only a being as strong as a Dark God could fight back against so many full-fledged mages, especially when they were above the 5th Circle. Therefore, the very huge pie that was Durthang was not unguarded at all.

But because of the peculiar mind of the now-deceased Hero, the people he took as students were from all the corners of the world. In the end, they were all humans, but one was even a barbarian that would be killed on the spot if he ever dared to put a foot inside Genablum. All those identities that pacified the sovereigns previously now made them see an opportunity. Looking at them, the cold-blooded killer could see that their sense of belonging to the Tower was huge.

But what about a year, five years, ten years? In his life, he had seen sons killing their parents, sisters plunging a knife in the heart of their brothers, lifetime friends betraying each others for nothing more than a few gold coins. The day where the information leaked, that the Old Bob had passed away, the savior of mankind was dead, everything will become far more complicated.

"My advice? You should take whatever belonging you have here. And get the hell away from this place. In fact, you should destroy it."

"DESTROYYYY THE TOWERRRRRR!" Hearing the shriek of the half-drunk woman, the giant saw that everyone else shared her sentiments. Looking at the one that was called Two, he could not see her acting the Archmage, making him deny any possibilities of the Tower surviving any longer. If there was someone that had enough charisma to make everyone submit, it could have been possible to make this institution of thousand years prosper for a few more.

But just with a few hours, the conflicting personalities that were suppressed by the Archmage were unleashed. And this Two was someone that wouldn't listen to the orders of someone less strong than herself. Unfortunately, the only one that could have stood his ground had died two years ago.

"Why should we listen to the words of a scum like him? We should kill him, that way, the other nations would reward us."

"It is impossible to destroy the Tower. There is too many knowledge inside it."

"But if we destroy it, where do we go afterward?"

Hearing the numerous complaints, of course, his proposal created more hatred than anything else. As for the one that proposed to kill him, he only noted in his head to kill him after this. Quite like Synnada and Massalia, the Organization also didn't dare to provoke the Archmage and let his disciples act rampantly. That was no longer the case, only they didn't realize that yet. That was why they were clinging on this building made of stone instead of dropping the hot potato while they could.

"Let me ask you a question then. When the Dark Gods, no, I should say, when Leilade Octavius, the one called a dark soul, will return and the Archmage is still not in sight, what will happen?" At those words, the mood of everyone sulked. Even now, they couldn't deny that the moment this will happen, the Archmage should be present to fight her. Even if they had heard three new Heroes had appeared, just a look at the fate of Avirus was enough to make everyone remember how powerful those monsters were.

"So what? What if the Archmage is dead and the entire world knows about … about … Burp … about it? Why should we destroy the Tower?" The fiery woman still had her mind muddled with alcohol. Looking at those men and women, some who were far older than him but still as naïve as a child, the giant was disappointed. If it had been someone from the Organization, he would have already been killed a long time ago. Not because of them, but because the world was not peaceful at all.

"To survive. Actually, never mind. I have already upheld the promise of the Organization. Now, go luck surviving on your own." Realizing it was a complete waste of the time, the Black Gauntlet began to march toward the exit, only to be stopped by the same woman that distrusted him seconds ago. Of course, that change of behavior didn't shock him that much but greatly affected the other disciples. She was the only one of the 7th Circle now.

"Please, don't. I am sorry, I apologize, don't leave yet." Like a small child that had created a mess and was apologizing to the adults in the room, there was nothing left of her previously drunk state. The reason for such a sudden change was when she heard the outlaw talked about the promise that bonded them together. Only at this moment did she realized that it meant the most powerful force of this planet was no longer on the same side as them. And will most likely don't wait a long before attacking the Tower for its secrets.

"Please, advise us." Along her, a few others picked up the clues and it was immediately seen on their faces. From sorrow and anger at the idea of having the place where they lived destroyed, it was now mixed with fear when they understood that they let the wolf enter by the front door. Fortunately, it was a wolf that never broke its words.

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"Great, now we can talk like civilized people. However, it won't change the fact that the Tower must be destroyed. In fact, it would be even better if you all died alongside. In an explosion, or a tragic spell that backfired." Hearing someone talk about their deaths with such a calm tone made a few shuddered. It was not that they never heard it before, only that it was not about them, and especially not said in front of their face.

"Anyway, you should begin to prepare your stuff. By the end of the day, everyone here will be gone. That is the last thing I will do for you. After that, we will drop you at the place of your choosing and you will be on your own. Now go."

After a few seconds passed without anyone moving, Two began to take her leave, with a deeply worried expression. Soon, everyone followed one by one, with only the old man that was brought in the meeting before the war against the Dark Gods. He was still starring at the huge human, pondering whether he should say what he had to say. But when he noticed that he was all alone in the room with him, he approached the outlaw carefully.

"Mister, on behalf of the other disciples, I thank you for what you are doing. We will …"

Raising his hand, the Black Gauntlet stopped him before he began to praise him to the skies. "Keep that for yourself. We are not doing this freely or out of kindness. You should also begin to prepare your stuff."

"Oh."

Not knowing what to really answer, the old man also left. Looking at the empty place with numerous beds, nothing important was present. It was why this room was chosen to greet the head of the Black Gauntlet. It was almost funny that such a big building did not even have a reception room. But because no one should have been able to enter, it also made sense. Grabbing a small stone that was in one of his pockets, he looked at the blue light on it before crushing it.

Looking through the windows, he saw a few groups of people beginning to approach the Tower seemingly randomly. At the same time, a commotion was raised when a monster in a cage was released, making the entire street empty all of a sudden. Thanks to this, the many agents under his orders entered through the weakened magic barrier with ease and unnoticed. In front of this group, a man with a limp leg was rapidly marching forward while instructing everyone.

Stepping out of the room, the giant could already hear the shouts and screams of the disciples. They were taken by surprise, after all, not expecting an attack when they were having a hard time figuring out what to pick up and what to let here. So, against the hardened killers of the Organization that moved quickly, they couldn't even cast a spell before they were too close.

"YOU STOP! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" Looking behind him, a ring of flames was beginning to form around Two. The higher the rank of the disciple was, the higher they were inside the Tower. Right now, the two of them were near the summit, with the stairs nearby leading to the bedroom of the Archmage. It would take at least a minute for someone of the outside to arrive in this location.

"Nothing, just what I was paid to." Smiling wildly, only his canines could be seen. Faced with such anger, the magus felt betrayed, realizing that the biggest threat wasn't Synnada but those criminals.

"Who ordered this?"

Hehehe

Instead of replying, he only laughed, as it may be the only time in his life he would ever encounter this situation. Finding it funny, no matter in which angle you look at it, he laughed, even more, when he told the name of his employer. Especially when the mouth of the woman was wide open because of her shock. This state kept going even when an unknown man covered entirely in black suddenly approached her.

Barely raising her arms in time, she closed her eyes, in panic. But a second later, realizing that she was still alive, she blinked furiously. Touching some parts of her body, she had to admit she was still not dead. But that relief quickly vanished when she saw another man carry the body of a dead woman. That looked too similar to her for her comfort. Watching him put the corpse on the ground in the middle of the corridor, she couldn't help but ask what all this meant.

"As I said, the Archmage paid a hefty price for this, during all those years. And it would be best for everyone that you died in the explosion. So here we are. When you are done, gather in the entrance and everything will be taken care off." After understanding what he said, Two couldn't help but feel that this large back that was disappearing in the stairs looked quite dependable, all things considered.