Chapter 349 Carnage In The Capital [Pt 2]

Chapter 349 Carnage In The Capital [Pt 2]

The carnage was wrought.

From the looks on the faces of the men who began to gather, one after another, they were yet to have their fill.

They desired more death.

However, for the moment, they had to abandon all of that and focus on the primary assignment that concerned them.

—The utter destruction of the Blanc House's legacy.

That meant killing and completely devastating the mansion that stood before them.

'This is it, huh?' Claudius stared at the massive building.

It was by far larger than his own home, but he personally didn't mind. He didn't need all of this room anyway.

... Not when he didn't have anyone to share it with.

"Would you like to scout inside first, or should we begin the task?" Claudius turned to look at Jawl as he appeared beside him.

"We'll take a look inside."

'As expected.' He smiled wryly.

Scylla might have given them another assignment that they weren't disclosing. It was also possible that they were after the wealth of the Blanc House and not willing to share the spoils with the Mercenary Gang.

Either way, it was none of his business.

"Alright. Please proceed. We will wait here for your return."

"Yeah. We'll be back soon."

Claudius watched as Jawl signaled about half of the men with him—all of them equally shrouded in dark attires—and they nodded back.

Afterward, they proceeded inside the mansion, like shadows dissipating into the darkness.

'If it was going to be like this, they should have done this earlier, while the slaughter was going on.'

Instead, Jawl was making him and his men stand by and wait for the completion of Scylla's hidden agenda.

'It's annoying!'

Yes, Claudius was well aware of the possibility that he was overreacting or overthinking again.

'They probably needed us to surround the Mansion so there would be no escape for the targets in case they caught wind of their actions...' He tried to give excuses like this.

But that was all they were—excuses!

But why were they so calm?

Aldred indeed looked nervous, but it wasn't enough.

'Isn't this the time where they surrender? No... in the first place, why would those fools let intruders out like this?'

This wasn't the plan at all!

'Damn you, Jawl. Do we still have to wait for you and your men despite all of this?'

The answer was simple.

'No wa—!'

"Greetings, everyone. It's a pleasure to see you all gathered here tonight."

Claudius' thoughts were interrupted by the calm voice of a man.

It came from the one in black.

He took a step forward, bringing out his hands from his pockets to stretch them out as he gave his address.

"So many new faces. An approximate of one thousand and ninety-six." His gaze seemed to flow from one person to another.

Claudius felt the man's gaze land upon him for a second, and they made eye contact. The feeling was enough to send chills down his spine.

"Not a bad audience. The rest will be joining us shortly, but we can begin with a bit of preliminary fun."

With a clap of his hands, several mangled bodies descended from above, along with a rain of blood.

'H-huh...?!'

Claudius' eyes widened as he looked at the corpses. They were twisted and mangled beyond proper recognition, but he could still place their identities.

'The Recon Unit!' His eyes nearly bulged.

What in the world happened?!

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Thanks for reading!

It seems like the coming of true darkness is about to begin. Should be fun to see...