Chapter Eighty-Four: Interlude
Shortly after the Fletcher and the others left, Ryan Hill led a flood of heavily armored guards into the arena and began to quickly clean up the battlefield. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
There were fifty or sixty corpses, many of them the sons of merchants and nobles.
Ryan couldn't help frowning: "It doesn't matter how many civilians die, but there are so many noble children who have suffered, what does my father have to think of me?
"Report to your Excellency, we found Edward's body. ā
"What? Edward Hill?"
Hearing this, Ryan rushed to the corpse.
"How does this idiot look like he accidentally killed himself?"
"Lord Ryan, there are three men who said they wanted to report to you about a crime of killing a nobleman. ā
"What a guts!"
Ryan rolled his eyes and whispered: "I was worried that so many nobles could not be explained, but I didn't expect that a scapegoat would be sent to bear the blame for me immediately." ā
On the other side, after Fletcher and Karen rushed back to Fletcher's residence, they immediately examined Rodin, who was covered in blood.
"It's not good, most of his bones are shattered, as if he has been crushed by some giant monster. It is unknown if any bone crushes have penetrated into the internal organs. ā
Kalian's gaze swept over Rodin, who was ruddy and unusually ruddy, and fell into a deep coma, and her tone was heavy.
Fletcher listened in disbelief: "How is it possible, wasn't he all right just now?
Karene guessed, "It probably has something to do with what happened in the arena." ā
Fletcher's face was cloudy, pondered for a moment, and asked with some stumbling, "Well, Karen, do you still have a griffin potion?"
Ka Lian's expression darkened, and she sighed: "Alas, I am just that, there is no superfluity, and the potion is useless to him."
"His injuries are much more complex than they seem on the surface, not just external injuries. ā
"You have to find a strong man to straighten out the mess of bones in his body, which is a very delicate and difficult job. ā
Fletcher hurriedly said, "Then let's go and find it!?"
"The whole Eldon, I guess there is a way for Elder Rodriguez. ā
"That's it, you helped Claire last time, even if I get out of the way this time, I have to ask for someone for Rodin!"
After the two discussed, they first called Cynthia back to take care of Rodin, and then rushed to the Hunters' Guild without stopping.
As soon as the little girl saw her beloved become like this, she immediately choked up and burst into tears.
She carefully changed into clean, fluffy clothes for Rodin, wiped her body, stared at Rodin's side face, and said softly and considerately, her eyes full of love and sorrow.
Soon after, Fletcher and Karen brought back the desperate news: "Elder Rodriguez took the demon corpse and went out of the city not long ago, and now there is no one to be found, and there is no contact. ā
Cynthia threw herself into Rodin's arms heartbroken, crying pear blossoms with rain.
"I'm so useless, I can't help Brother Rodin at all!"
"Damn! there must be another way!"
Fletcher reluctantly slammed his right fist against the wall, and his skin was suddenly open and blood was dripping.
"No matter how much you abuse yourself, it won't help. ā
Karen, rather heartbroken, grabbed his hand to comfort him.
"Why don't we try it with a regular doctor?"
"Or find a wizard to help, wizards have great powers, there must be a way!"
"Let's not talk about whether wizards have the expertise to heal, I have worked in the Hunters' Guild for five years, and Elden basically knows all the recorded wizards, and there are only 4 people in total, two of them belong to the Hunters Guild, and they are out on a commissioned mission and will not return to the city in a short time, and the other two belong to the Hill family. ā
"You've just killed the people of House Hill, and you must not touch them now. ā
Fletcher gritted a mouthful of white teeth and creaked,
"Big or small, I trade my life for Rodin's life!"
"Smack-" Karlian slapped Fletcher with tears in the corner of her eye,
"Calm down, if you go to them now, you will not only be caught in the net, but you will also be involved in Rodin. After all, he was there at the time. ā
"You don't know the viciousness of the Elden nobles, they will never let go of anyone who dares to infringe on their interests and threaten their lives. ā
"Especially since you and Rodin are still criminals, the nobles have no worries about dealing with you at all!"
"Uhhh
"I'm such a piece of shit, there's nothing I can do about watching my brother die like this. ā
"Unwillingly, can I only sit idly by?"
Fletcher said, pounding his head with both fists ferociously.
"Stop, stop! I'm going to be very bad if you do that!"
"If Rodin were still sober, he wouldn't want you to feel so sorry for yourself and practice yourself. ā
Kalian's cold and soft palm pressed on his shoulder, and her big watery eyes looked directly at the other party, and calmly analyzed: "The only thing we can do now is to exchange for some healing potions and hang Rodin's life for the time being, take him to hide well, and wait for the elder to come back before making a decision." After all, I knew that the Elder held Rodin very seriously. ā
"I'm going to take care of him, go to my house!"
The little girl got up, her big bright eyes shining with determination.
Throughout the lower town, the Gang Tournament was suspended, and another earth-shattering manhunt began.
Elden had not seen such a terrible incident of noble casualties for a long time, and it seriously offended the interests of the nobles, and they were furious.
Although the demon has been slain, someone must come forward to take responsibility, and it is only natural that under Ryan Hill's ulterior motives, the anger of the nobles has a just right catharsis - Rodin and Fletcher have been accused of murdering the nobles.
The sinners, the nobles, the two classes in heaven and on earth, this rebellion that defied the condemnation of the world succeeded in attracting the vast majority of hatred.
The funny thing is that they are the masterminds behind the unsealing of demons and the creation of enchantments in the Nine Rings Arena.
After an unknown time, William awoke from his slumber and found that he was very lucky to have only suffered minor injuries to the flesh, and in his field of vision, a group of heavily armored soldiers were cleaning up the corpses.
Sad, melancholy, he suddenly recalled Rodin's words, and hurried to the morgue without stopping. Pushing open the half-hidden door, he saw a thin, gloomy figure and a plump woman.
"Who is she?"
"A wretched man who threw himself into the arms of my Lord. ā
"Why did you do that?"
In the face of William's questioning, McCarvey's narrow eyes narrowed like a fox, and he raised his chin and smiled intoxicatingly: "What a rare and spectacular sight, look at it, what a joy it is to have so many nobles dead!"
"But you have also killed many innocent people. ā
"Innocent?" McCarvey asked sarcastically, "there are no innocent people, Eldon's commoners, and accomplices of the nobles. ā
"I think we fought against monsters on the border in a precarious and life-to-death manner, and as a result, we couldn't even protect our dearest people, and we didn't even see them for the last time. ā
"And the culprit of everything is this group of so-called nobles that we are desperately protecting. ā
"Listing trumped-up charges, plotting against our family property, killing my wife and killing my father, I have endured humiliation and burden here for so long, isn't it just to have the day when I will punish this group of beasts with my own hands. ā
The flesh on McCarvey's face jumped, jumped, and the whole person fell into an inexplicable frenzy.
William seemed to recall something, and said gloomily: "You are too extreme. ā
"Extreme? No, no, I'm back to my true self. What about unscrupulous means in order to one day destroy those beasts with their own hands? Today's matter is just a little interest. ā
"When did you have the ability to unseal the Golden Demon and create a giant enchantment, but you never knew it before?"
McCarvey was unabashed: "Witchcraft is more magical than you can imagine. In the face of great sorcery, the power of the bloodline is no more than Er'er. ā
"It seems that you have turned your back on the glory of the powerful and thrown into the arms of heresy. ā
"You, have you joined the Society of All Things?"
William's tone was heavy, and there was a sharpness in his eyes.
"Don't ask me what organization I'm a member of, but I can tell you that Misha, George, and Hugh Hill are all my pawns. They deserve to be honored to have given their lives for this great act. ā
"Crazy, you're really crazy, you're no longer the brother I used to know who lived and died. ā
William persuaded McCarvey, who had a rampant expression and exuded an extremely evil aura, "You go quickly, don't plague Elden again, the army will search here sooner or later." ā
"Let's go?"
"yes, I'm leaving!" McCarvey whispered a little nervously.
"The great revenge has not been avenged, the mission has not been completed, and I cannot return to the arms of the Lord yet. ā
"It's a pity, I still want to see the angry appearance of this group of lost dogs. ā
He suddenly looked at William with a blazing gaze: "Come with me, don't refuse my invitation like your partner Rodin." ā
"No, we're not all the way. I have my own insistence. ā
"Ridiculous, this is nothing more than an excuse for your cowardice, a restriction imposed by yourself. You must know that this world is originally the law of the jungle, and pity is the cheapest feeling. Put away your sympathy, your compassion, and release your heart's desires!?"