Chapter 128 Against the clock

128 Against the clock

"Did you really think the Count would go out on an expedition to kill some lousy beast right before reaping the fruits of his plan? You really are one naive kid, haha!" Kilian immediately started mocking Alex, as he knew that he had truly one upped him this time.

Those moments of torture back in Bertram's office all seemed worth it to him now just from seeing the look on Alex's face.

Alex took his sword and lit it aflame, slowly moving it through the air, pointing it at every guard present.

"I'll give you all one chance. Whoever reveals the Count's location to me first gets to live, while everyone else will die a slow, painful death bathed in flames."

Alex completely ignored what Kilian said and focused on the more pressing matter at hand — where on earth the Count was.

But regardless of his threat, none of the people present came forward.

They all stood in silence with smug smiles on their faces, like they had already won whatever showdown this was.

However Alex wasn't going to give up this easily.

Choosing one of them at random, he slashed his sword through the air, not even using his flames this time, and one of the older looking guard's head was lopped off.

With Alex's current strength, the sheer force of a swing of his sword tore the air apart and carried this force on for dozens of metres before the effect dissipated.

His choice of guard to kill first wasn't at all random though. He had chosen one of the older looking guards for two reasons.

Number one being that the older people get, especially people like these awakened guards who have higher willpower than normal, the more stubborn they become.

The older ones were much more unlikely to tell him any info about the Count — they'd rather lay down their lives than stop being so stubborn. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Reason number two was to show that Alex wasn't kidding about killing everyone there, and he used the old guard as an example to show to the younger and more inexperienced ones present that he meant business.

They were much more likely to spill the beans on the Count.

"So what? Like I said, you're too late anyway."

However Kilian still played the 'too late' card, the unconcerned and confident look still sitting on his face.

But inside, that strange feeling that something was wrong started to grow.

"That's where you're wrong. You're still thinking in the perspective that I'm an E rank, in which case you'd be right. But what if I wasn't an E rank anymore? Haha."

Now, Kilian's feeling burst out and he couldn't keep his composure anymore. If what Alex was implying was true, then things had just taken a turn for the worst and Alex might really be able to make it back to Monty town on time.

Behind his back, Kilian threw up a few hand signs towards the guards, while at the same time his female companion let go of his wheelchair and held her hand tightly behind her back, where her sword sat nicely in her waist belt.

However what Kilian didn't expect was that Alex saw through everything he had just set in motion.

His Soul core wasn't the only thing that upgraded when he absorbed all of those soul orbs.

His spatial perception had also received a bountiful upgrade too.

Now, his range was 50 metres.

Everything within this 50 metre radius was revealed before his eyes.

"From your reactions and how you're desperately trying to coordinate an attack against me, I assume you were telling the truth about the Count being in Monty town, which means I already have all the information I need. You know what that means for you guys, don't you..."

Alex held his sword in front of him, his gaze looking over every guard and mercenary under the Count's command.

For just a split second, a very faint spark could be seen trying to light a flame on Alex's fingers, but Alex hadn't noticed a thing.

Nor had he activated his Flame talent yet...