What kind of organization is the Dead Poets Society?

In the eyes of most people, the people of this organization are sick.

The psychotic kind!

After all, normal people are far away from death, and the 'Death Poetry Society' worships death.

Therefore, the 'Dead Poets Society' has irreconcilable contradictions with normal people.

Therefore, what normal people pursue is really not worth mentioning for the 'Death Poets Society'.

For example: minerals in South Town!

Other people and forces may flock to it.

But the 'Dead Poets Society'?

Absolutely dismissive.

But now that the 'Death Poets Society' is involved, it must be for a greater death.

Almost instantly, in the woman's mind, she thought of the 'three incomplete' messages that Lisopp had said before—

1, the shadow son of the 'Death Poets Society' hidden by her side.

2. The other party is in tandem with pirates.

3. The opponent has a team of good players from the Grand Duke of Neiwan.

'South Los!

Nanzhen is also to hide people's eyes!

The real target of the bastards of the 'Dead Poets Society' is South Los! ’

Thinking of this, Malinda took out a communication stone and began to deliver the message.

You know, most of her business is in South Los.

If something happens, she will suffer unimaginable losses.

And, most importantly, she has to watch out not only for everything that the bastard of the Dead Poets Society has done, but also for the guy who takes advantage of the fire.

Even, the latter is even more terrifying.

Because......

You don't know who's going to be involved.

For example: the tigress of South Los.

Although this count has shown a pretty good character, but there is also a Nanlos family behind this earl, who knows what will happen?

So, it has to be guarded against.

While Malinda delivered the message, Arthur was at ease.

Earlier, he had Gunny deliver the news to Maltz and the others.

It's not optimistic about the industry.

Instead, hide well.

Arthur's industries in South Los are 'Miss Qiu's Security Company' and 'Mr. Five Exchange', but these two properties have only just been listed.

To put it simply, it's an empty shell.

It doesn't matter if it's lost.

Anyway, the land is lost, and the people and the land are all saved.

Because of this, Arthur is very confident in the protection of the Nanlos family.

Moreover, Arthur is also convinced that even if the warehouse with the signs of 'Miss Qiu Security Company' and 'Mr. Five Exchange' is blown up into the sky, the countess will compensate him accordingly even if it is to appease people's hearts.

So, Arthur didn't care at all.

Even, when Malinda's gaze came, Arthur gestured very calmly -

'Trust our Earl! ’

Immediately, it made Malinda raise her middle finger again.

Arthur responded with a smile.

But the next moment, Arthur's smile was closed, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

……

Rat Street, the second floor of the groceries.

Heywood sat in the corner and looked at Maltz on the stool, the old sheriff holding his cat in his arms, squinting as if he were asleep.

But Heywood learned from the old sheriff's back that he still hadn't put down the crate that the old sheriff was just pretending to sleep.

If there is any movement, it will definitely break out as soon as possible.

Of course, there's another one—

Bob inserted the wiped darts, daggers, short swords, and long swords into his sleeves, boots, and sides of his waist.

Then, the veteran began to adjust the hand crossbow and firebolt.

Arrows have to be poisoned.

Three guns are needed.

As he watched as he prepared, Heywood touched the firearms, sulphuric acid, and oil he had with him, and he always felt like an offensiveless farmer.

Looking for some comfort, Heywood looked at Scott, who was still cutting the tape with his head down.

The young editor-in-chief did not have any weapons.

Heywood was sure of that.

This made Heywood feel a little more relaxed.

At the very least, he was not the only farmer.

However, the next moment, the former black-hearted landlord couldn't sit still.

Because, Wiggins, who came downstairs, carried a box of explosives and placed half of it in front of Scott.

The young editor-in-chief picked up the freshly cut tape and began to wrap around the explosives.

All right!

I'm a farmer!

Watching Scott's skillful movements, Heywood began to give up on himself.

Immediately, though, Heywood found a source of confidence.

Cook!

The new sheriff of the Duo District only had two muskets in front of him.

More?

It's a dagger!

It looks a bit quaint, but other than that there is nothing special.

'This should be someone of my level!'

Luckily, I don't have more than one rice bucket! ’

Heywood rejoiced.

He was ready to have a relationship with the new Sheriff of the Duo District in the future.

After all, the two are the same......

But before the black-hearted landlord could finish his words, he saw that the quaint dagger suddenly trembled, emitting a trilling sound unique to weapons.

Airplanes!

The voice was low and bloody.

Not an illusion!

It's bloody in the truest sense of the word.

Because, a person has already been wiped on the neck by that Bob.

Heywood didn't even notice when someone entered the second floor of the 'Worry Grocery Store', as if he hadn't noticed Bob at all.

"The dagger is good."

Bob glanced at the dagger in Cook's hand with surprise in his eyes.

Although he also spotted the intruder, the dagger in Cook's hand was much earlier.

'Do you consciously gather the talents?' ’

The former captain of the death squad thought about it, and turned his head to look at his old friend.

"I'll leave it to you."

With that, the captain of the death squad jumped out of the window.

It's clear that Bob prefers to be proactive rather than reactive.

Watching his old friend's movements, Maltz's face was helpless, just like when he learned that the other party had come to Nanlos early but had been lurking in the shadows.

It's just that, compared with the latter, Maltz at this time has a little more habit.

Moreover, fighting side by side with Bob again reminded Maltz of the battlefield in the past-

Step, step!

In the shouting of killing, the old sergeant seemed to have returned to the battlefield in his memory, with uniform steps in his ears and the one hundred and nineteen comrades-in-arms beside him.

In front of you......

Enemy!

An enemy lurking on the side of the 'Anxiety Relief Grocery Store'.

Maltz, who was standing in the room on the second floor, saw each other clearly.

'Shoot! ’

The captain's voice echoed in his ears.

Maltz instinctively pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Projectiles flew out.

Passed through the wall.

Right in the middle of the man's eyebrows.

The enemy who was brewing a secret technique fell to the ground on his back.

A small scratch appeared again on the handle of the heavy arquebus.

At the moment, one hundred and one.

Then, Maltz blew lightly on his head.

The fire rope lit up again, and the trigger was pulled again—

Bang!

One more scratch.

One hundred and two.

Maltz blew the fire rope on his side again, and was about to pull the trigger for the third time when a breeze appeared behind him and went straight to his neck.

"Be careful!"

Everyone in the room shouted, and Wiggins and Cook lunged at the infiltrating attackers.

Looking at the two people who pounced, the attacker sneered.

Slow!

It's too slow!

Watch him die!

The dagger in the attacker's hand stabbed straight down—

Burst!

A saber swept across the assailant's neck.

The attacker looked at the broad-bladed antique saber, his face full of incredulity.

Because—

At the hilt of the knife, an eye slowly opened.

(End of chapter)