Chapter 1251

Episode 1251. It’s best to hand it over to the police.

The annoyed Elio turned around, but Fabian didn’t just pass it over.

It’s because it’s heartbreaking to hear someone who has surpassed the human level talk about fate.

“What are you talking about? Do you think it was good not to change?”

“Mercenaries. I think I will commit today.”

“Today? What do we have?”

Fabian looked at Count Elio Lagoa with an absurd face.

You don’t even have any great treasure, but you’re aiming for the adventurer you’re traveling with?

“Money is money, but I think Mr. Crea is the purpose.”

“Ah...”

An exclamation escaped from Fabian’s mouth.

That makes sense.

Clearly, Crea was a woman so beautiful that the mercenaries were greedy.

“Be careful because they’re going to use poison or sleeping pills.”

“It won’t be poison.”

“why?”

Then Fabian glanced at the guards and said,

“Guards always test for toxicity before eating anything. Even the transport manager carries a separate silver fork and knife. If you use poison, you will be caught right away.”

“Aren’t you taking sleeping pills?”

“Yes, there is no equipment yet to detect sleeping pills.”

“That’s it. Is there any way to stop it?”

“You can keep a close eye on them and catch them the moment they start messing around with food. It’s cumbersome, but it’s best to catch them on the spot and hand them over to the police.”

“You mean handing them over to the police without cutting off or killing them?”

“Private sanctions beyond self-defense are illegal. That’s why they do it secretly when they use their hands in aristocratic families.”

“The great nobles do everything as they please, but can’t you handle a single criminal at will?”

“Even the great aristocrats, who used to be selfish, are called to the security guard when they lose their power. The world looks messed up, but the law is alive. There must be those who are after Lord Lagoa somewhere. You shouldn’t give them an excuse to attack you for something like this.”

“It’s complicated.”

Elio stuck his tongue out at the legal system of the upper world.

Of course, there are laws in Ganghodo.

However, they live to the fullest according to the unwritten rule, ‘well water does not invade river water’.

If you have power, you stand above the law; if you do not have power, you are trampled under the law.

However, it seems that no one here – not even the nobles – can escape the confines of the law.

“Of course, Sir Lagoa can return to his hometown, so he doesn’t have to worry about it... but as Sir Lagoa’s successor, I may end up taking on the debt, so I’d like you to abide by the law as much as possible.”

“Are you my heir?”

“Isn’t it?”

Fabian looked at Count Elio Lagoa with an impudent face.

Since Count Omar of Larva is already a high lord, he will not care about Count Helio Lagoa’s estate. Then, all that was left was himself.

In addition, Count Helio Lagoa even delegated the management of the estate to himself.

Of course, it’s a word that doesn’t work, but it’s important that you left it to yourself.

At this point, Fabian intended to establish himself as the successor to Count Helio Lagoa.

However, Elio, who has a lot of bones in the green forest, did not give up his own easily.

It’s not for nothing that the word Simbo the thief exists, but even Elio was the central axis of the thieves.

“It is not.”

“yes? No?”

“Yes, what kind of successor are you at a young age like me? That is over the line.”

“But Lord Lagoa is going home...”

“I have to go.”

“Are you leaving soon?”

“I’m not leaving tomorrow, so why are you already thinking about your successor? Then no.”

“Oh, was I a little faster?”

Fabian pouted in disappointment.

After all, there is no one else besides himself, so I don’t know why he refuses to accept reality like that.

When you get caught up in your emotions, your priorities get messed up.

Elio and Fabian, exhausted by the successor issue, forgot to prepare for the mercenaries.

Elio thought of sleeping pills when he saw a bottle of alcohol after a meal.

“Did you keep an eye on the Fabian mercenaries?”

“Ah...”

Captain Angus said to him as he looked down at Crea and licked his lips.

“Hey hey! No matter how blinded you are by lust, if you forget that I am the leader, it will be difficult.”

“Could that be? I was wondering if I should take it off for the captain.”

“You want to see that good fun only for you? Then no.”

“Captain, I’m behind you, so please don’t treat me too harshly.”

Director Angus is a perverted sexual predator who becomes violent as he gets excited.

Nymphomaniac Louis had pointed out that.

“Did you see me touching the goods I’m going to sell? Stop worrying unnecessarily and bury adventurers deep. If you don’t want to hide your whole life.”

“When have you ever made a mistake? Just leave it to me.”

Even after replying coolly, Louis Caste could not leave his seat as if he had no regrets.

When Captain Angus, who was worse than him, gestured violently, he hesitated and went down to the yard.

So intoxicated were Baron Howard Solon and Tynlock that the raindrops hit their faces and did not wake them up.

“You guys are doing well. Okay, don’t wake up.”

I would rather die in my sleep than wake up and struggle in pain.

Louis Caste first instructed his subordinates to dig.

It was because they had to be killed in a pit to get rid of the bloodstains.

The mercenaries started digging a large pit on one side of the yard.

Louis Caste, who was checking the depth of the pit, glanced towards the floor.

Contrary to the words of not touching the product, the excited leader was strangling the woman.

“I’m going to kill you again.”

Displeased with the captain’s actions, he picked up a stone and threw it to the floor.

Just-!

The stone that hit the pillar bounced off with a sharp sound.

Captain Angus, who was strangling Crea, looked around in surprise.

Louis Caste quickly turned his head and pretended not to know anything.

As Captain Angus tried to focus on Crea again, someone fell from the black sky into the yard.

Kwurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrring! Kwagwang-!

With a thunderclap, Elio’s face was revealed.

Extremely angry, Elio’s eyes were as red as demons.

A fishy smile formed on the lips of Louis Caste, who found him belatedly.

“Such an apostle of Shastra Parakti has come to a place where he is not supposed to come. I feel sorry for the priests who support you, but I have to die.”

Louis Caste slowly pulled out his longsword as he approached the adventurer.

A flash of light flashed as his longsword had just come out of its scabbard.

Subsequently, Louis Caste’s arm holding the longsword fell to the ground.

“What is it? What’s happening? Aww! my arms! my arms!”

At Louis Caste’s scream, Captain Angus stopped what he was doing and got down from Crea’s body.

Elio’s longsword danced once again.

Dududuk-!

In the blink of an eye, the limbs were severed from Louis Caste’s torso.

“Ah! Aww! Aagh-!”

Louis Caste screamed like a madman.

The mercenaries who were digging carried long swords instead of shovels and rushed at the adventurers.

Flash! Flash-!

The arms and legs of the mercenaries jumped up and down in the air at once.

Screams erupted from the mouths of the mercenaries whose limbs were cut off.

When all the mercenaries except himself were cut off, Captain Angus trembled and said,

“Wow, I will give you everything you want. Take this woman too.”

Instead of answering, Elio walked over to him.

As the adventurer approached, Captain Angus pulled out his dagger and put it to Crea’s throat and shouted.

“stop! Come any closer and I will kill her! If you want to save the woman, back off!”

Elio stopped at his cry.

Thinking his threat had worked, Captain Angus demanded one more thing.

“Drop the knife!”

Elio threw the longsword he was holding into the yard without any hesitation.

‘Steel!’ The moment the longsword fell into the puddle, Captain Angus stabbed the woman once in the neck to capture the adventurer and ran away.

But unlike the wind, he couldn’t even climb over the wall of the abandoned house.

The longsword that was in the water puddle flew up and pierced the back of Captain Angus.

After a while, Elio flew to the center of the city carrying the bloodied Crea.