Chapter 246: What Are You Looking At, Beggars?

After several minutes passed, suddenly the battlefield quiet down, there were no sounds of battle cries or clashing between the hard steels against swords. The shouts from the soldiers before suddenly disappeared as if someone had been put thin white clothes into their mouths.

On the other side, Desmond, who had just recovered, furrowed his eyes brows. He scanned his room and found Laura was sleeping while Annie seemed also noticed the strange phenomena.

"Stay here. If someone asks me, tell them I'm out for walking." He spoke to Annie, who staring at him solemnly before nodded as a reply.

Upon pulling the door handle, the first sight that welcomed him was a shadow of a man stabbing his sword deep down toward the dragon-like creature's mouth.

Green blood spurted out from the stab, the blood rises, forming a green fountain that flooded into the ground. The dragon-like creature could not open its mouth as a chain was spotted, restraining its action by tightly binding its neck, which made a few of its scales dropped and blocking the sounds that went to its mouth.

The dragon-like creature's appearance was too pitiful, with its wings had many holes with a few traces of blade marks were spotted, making it looked like ragged clothes while its body had been missing a few scales.

On the ground, the soldiers that were watching this scene looked shocked with their eyes and mouth opened wide. Their eyes were wets as they staring at the scene for too long, while some of them already let out their swords.

The battlefield was in a mess, with cracks were seen everywhere. Including the main path that leads to the city already had a few broken bricks.

Desmond blinked in surprise; even with the sunlight blocking his vision, he could see the man that was stabbing his sword was Vesta. He remembered Vesta was trapped between the boulder rocks in the valley.

When Desmond glanced at the valley, he could see the mountain of boulder rocks that were blocking the valley already crushing down forward, revealing sight of the majestic city could be seen.

In addition, with Desmond's body already reached 1st class Swordsman, it was not hard for him to spot a few assassins were lying down and restrained by Ray and Veronica. They seemed in the state of half-dead, with their body sometimes twitching, making them looked like an earthworm.

Desmond became warry as he narrowed his eyes toward the assassins. The assassin that hunting him was already dead, and there was no way they knew it unless they led an investigation.

But what if, before they died, they sent a magic communication? After all, the distance between them was not too far.

If not for Ray and Veronica watching them closely, Desmond might be killed the rest on the spot in an accident. If he wanted to use his magic to erase them by making a scene of falling rock, there were witches from Steel Legion that could see his traces of energy.

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But upon remembering one more time, Desmond realized how foolish he was. He just remembered, there were no wizards or witches among the assassin. Maybe because he just recovered, making him overthinking.

Desmond let out a sigh of relief upon realizing this fact. His magenta eyes shifted toward Vesta, and he saw him making his last move to end the dragon-like creature.

*crack*

The sound of breaking a hard surface was heard; with his power as the peak of 3rd class Swordsman, Vesta easily pierced its heart and tore it apart by using his sword edge.

The dragon-like creature let out a final struggle by breaking the chain that restraining it for a long time. It flapped its ragged wing, trying to run to the city.

No one moved, including Vesta himself and the rest of the mercenaries' leaders. The soldiers on the ground were halting their breath upon seeing the sight of the dragon-like creature's chest was stabbed by their Guardian's sword and consistently dropping a bead of blood to the ground.

The chain and the magic circle that was hovering in mid-air slowly fading, leaving a trace of small light as a trail before dispersing into thin air.

Meanwhile, the witches that were standing among the soldiers dropping their knees to the ground while watching the dragon-like creature's body falling down along with its green blood.

"Sister." The women were frightened, and they began to grip the hem of their elder sister's clothes beside them with their eyes staring at the dragon-like creature's body.

"Rest assured, it's already dead." The elder sister, Raina, soothing them and rubbed their head along with a faint smile.

*boom*

The massive dragon-like creature body crashed on the ground near the forest coupled with the sound of some brick destroyed.

Upon hearing this, the people were confused; only Desmond displayed a grin while looking at the dragon-like creature's body fall location.

"What a coincide. It seems god bless me." Desmond muttered in a low tone. The location was where he slaughter or killing all of the assassins. With the massive body of the dragon-like creature, the assassins' body surely became a lump of ground meat.

After the dragon-like creature died, its massive body shrinks into a strange creature. Its body color was blue, with its head bald and had a human structure. Its arms and feet looked no different from humans.

"Shapeshifter." From afar, Desmond could see the clear picture of the creature. Not only him, Vesta, Ray, Veronica, and who already reached 1st class Swordsman shared the same vision as him.

Some of them were surprised, while Vesta's eyes showed a cold glare. Suddenly, the soldier that was on the ground letting out joyful cries. The quiet atmosphere became lively as they began dancing and prying, grateful to be alive.

"That's our guardian!" One of the soldiers shouted loudly, causing a few clouds of dust to fly into his mouth, and he began coughing.

"We win, hahaha" The soldiers hugged each other for a moment before realized and pushed their friends' bodies away.

"This damned copycat killed my friend!" One of the soldiers shouted while letting out a drop of tears from the corner of his eyes.

"What are you celebrating? Bring our friend bodies and report to me." The captain spoke, making the soldiers mentally down.

Suddenly, they began to remember that they had thirty-two brothers who joined Vesta's army for a bright future from the start of the journey. They thought this mission was their first time and believed it was not too hard, but looking at them right now, only ten are left.

On the other side, Desmond still stood in front of his door, watching the lively, buzzy atmosphere turned into dead silent, heavy.

Desmond shook his head. One must learn how to read and handle the condition before becoming a great leader. He then glanced at the purple-haired boy who staring at him with a cold intent for a long time.

"What are you looking at, beggars? You think you can live comfortably after your father died?" Desmond spoke mockingly while the purple-haired boy, Gregory clenching his fist as if he wanted to punch him in the face.

"Son." His mother suddenly called and touched his shoulder, making the burning madness and resentment in his eyes dimmed down. After calming his son, his mother glanced at Desmond with a cold stare and full of grudge, "Ungrateful!"

She thought the kid relying on their parent's wealthness and abusing it to harass them. If not for his parent, maybe his situation was the same as her!

Desmond was slightly startled. He blinked his eyes while narrowing at the duo and found them from their look and the eyes staring at him were similar.

Without replying, Desmond turned around and laughing ridiculously before shutting out the door loudly.

Arguing with them? It's pointless with the look in their eyes still showing an unwillingness to live as a commoner. Maybe after they arrived at the down, they will lick the prominent families' feet or became lackey to still gain a comfortable life.

"Is it done, young master?" A fresh and cheerful voice was heard calling him, along with a subtly sweet, airy fragrance swept past his nose.

When Desmond heard this, he saw Laura was standing with a basket of bread in her hands." Yes," he replied with a faint smile while heading to the bookshelf.

[Written by DragonKnov || Published on Webnovel]

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