Chapter 615 - 615: Illegal

After briefing everyone about the Limiters and how they worked, he handed over one to each of them. As for the reasons? There was none. He just had too many of them here and felt like they might need it. 

Just ten were enough for him personally. 

After giving each of them a Limiter, he didn't forget to tell them that he still controlled the Limiters, so none of them could even think about using them for something that they shouldn't do. 

Everyone took a Limiter, including the Nobles. This was certainly useful to them as they were faster and could use these more effectively. 

"So many of these," Arthur observed one of the Limiters. "Such a small thing yet so dangerous."

He kept one in his pocket just for the heck of it. 

While everyone was focused on the Limiters, Lucifer was the only one looking elsewhere. 

He was looking at the entrance of the small village. In the distance, he could see a vehicle racing towards the village from the city. 

The pitch-black SUV looked expensive. It wasn't something that people of the village could afford, so it was clear that whoever was coming didn't belong to this city. 

He wondered if someone found out about them but soon shook his head. There was no way that the Warlock Council was only going to send one vehicle if that was the case. 

The black SUV entered the village, finally attracting even more attention with its noise. The others also turned around. 

The SUV honked a few times as it stopped in the middle of the village. 

Hearing the honking sound, the elders of the village stepped out of their houses. 

"Tsk, they're back again." The village head locked at the car weirdly. 

He walked to the car in his slow steps. 

Lucifer also followed the old man; however, he stopped the others from following. He didn't want a crowd. 

The old man reached the car. Lucifer remained behind him. 

There was one driver at the front seat inside the car and two well-dressed people sitting in the back. 

"Old man, we were here to convince you to vacate the village, but what is it that I see? Instead of vacating the village, you invited more people? You know you're really getting on our nerves." The man in the back glared at the old man. 

"This is our village. I don't think you have any right to decide who we can invite and who we can't," the old man calmly replied. 

"Is that so?" The man in the car smiled. "That's it. Our patience has run out. It was fine as long as you old fogeys were living here since you were going to die sooner or later, but you even invite old people? This is it. We won't be merciful anymore."

"Tomorrow, our cranes will be here to flatten the village. You can't blame us anymore. It's your fault that you invite strangers into the village and use this place for illegal activities," the man in the car said. 

"What illegal activities?" Lucifer took the lead and asked. 

"Hehehe, kid. Do you think anyone would care? We don't need to prove any illegal activity. Just the presence of so many people in this crappy village is enough for us to justify this lie. The village will be gone by tomorrow. You better leave tonight if you don't want to be arrested for no fault of your own." The man in the car reminded Lucifer before closing the window. 

He commanded the driver to go back. 

The car moved in reserve and left the village. 

"Tsk, these bastards. They're just using excuses to justify taking out this village. It doesn't matter. We will fight to our last breath to keep our home safe!" The village head said. "You don't need to worry. We won't let anything happen to you all. But still, if you want to leave, we won't stop you."

"This is our problem to face," he further added. 

"No need. I believe your words. Nothing will happen." Lucifer glanced at the car which was leaving. "Go and rest."

The old man turned around and went back into the house. 

"What did they say?" Salazar approached Lucifer. 

Lucifer turned to Salazar and smirked. "They said they want me to help them a bit. I'll be right back after helping them achieve their wishes."

Lucifer flew away after finishing. 

Salazar remained back, smiling wryly. He understood what Lucifer meant. But it wasn't something significant. So what if he killed a few people today. By tomorrow, they were going against the entire Warlock Council anyway.

...

"Finally, the village will be gone tomorrow."

"Do you think those old idiots will let us demolish the village so easily?" The second man asked. "They'll certainly stand in our path."

"I know. That's why we'll take even more force with us. Our men will keep them away while we roll over the village. And then, after that ugly thing is gone, the old idiots will have no choice but to shift to the city. They'll thank us later. Just watch," the first man said.

"Hopefully."

"Ah, sir? I think someone is blocking our path," the Driver chimed in, attracting the attention of everyone in the car. 

"Which idiot dares to block the path of an official vehicle? Doesn't he see the symbol of the City Council?" The first man in the back said as he looked ahead. 

The car also stopped so as to not hit the man. 

"Hmm? This guy? Wasn't he back there with the old man? How did he get here so fast?"

"Something seems wrong. Don't stop! Keep driving! And if the man doesn't move aside, drive over him! It's not our fault he stood in our path! I'll think of some excuse if others ask."

Hearing the commands, the driver pressed his foot on the accelerator. 

The car closed in on the man ahead, increasing speed. 

Smack!

Just as the car was a few feet away from Lucifer, it hit what appeared to be an energy wall that came out of nowhere. 

The airbag on the driver's seat came out abruptly as the car crashed with the Defensive Barrier of the man. Even though the driver was safe because of the airbag, the people in the back weren't in such great condition. 

Their heads hit the front seat. One of them even started bleeding while the other found his head spinning and selling. 

Lucifer walked around the car and punched the window, breaking it. Next, he grabbed the door and pulled it, breaking it.. He tossed it far away.