The library was large, but thanks to the lack of space, even if Will let go of his footsteps at this moment, there was no echo.

The whole library was a little dark, because no one had been here for a long time, and the magic lamp that was supposed to be embedded in the wall had already been taken out of the magic crystal used to provide energy.

Will resisted the idea of packing all the books and taking them home to the garden, and walked cautiously step by step.

Soon, at the end of the field of vision, there was a little insignificant light source that caught Will's attention.

"Well, I found it. Father's information is really accurate......"

Will quickened his pace, and at the same time, the hand holding the Splitting Wind tightened. He remembered what his father had told him.

In the aftermath of the rebellion, the Senate imprisoned the captured Emperor loyalists in the cellars of the library in order to prevent the escaped Emperor's loyalists from coming back to rescue their comrades.

The stupid senators weren't so bad in their brains, or at least they knew that in some ways they were more important than the emperor.

As long as they are controlled, as long as the emperor's life is not in danger, those forces that are still loyal to the emperor will not dare to mess around.

However, now the emperor has disappeared......

Will narrowed his eyes, he knew that during the day, the group of senators had ordered the secret execution of the hostages......

After receiving this news, Emperor Caligula strongly asked Richard to let his men who came and went without a shadow rescue these loyal hostages, so that Will's mission today was born.

Of course...... It's just a superficial task......

When Emperor Caligula gave this order with red eyes in the makeshift command post, Will briefly communicated with his father Richard's eyes, and he knew what his father meant......

That is, leave no living mouth, and frame up!

It's the same as Kale.

However, when he thought of Calle, Will's eyes were gloomy......

Calle, a true warrior, a warrior worthy of Will's admiration.

Will is very sorry for Calle's death, but again, there is nothing he can do about it, and he has a clear conscience!

Because, it's all for the sake of the people......

Only by getting rid of most of the Emperor's Majesty Caligula's men will he have more reliance on his father.

Will had vaguely guessed his father's next plan, but he didn't ask, and his father, Richard, didn't say.

This is a tacit understanding between father and son......

In short, these people must die, even if they are like Kale......

It has nothing to do with their strength, their background, and their morality...... Only for the benefit of the Holy Family!

Thinking of this, Will's eyes gradually became firm, and the entrance to the cellar was getting closer and closer.

......

Not far from the light source, Will stopped, cautiously scanning his surroundings in case there were magic traps for warning.

However, after observing for a long time, he finally realized that he had overestimated the idiots of the Senate......

Here, it's very clean......

The entrance to the cellar, which sank three meters underground, didn't even have a single guard!

The only lit place in the entire library was the two torches that hung above the cellar, but even these two torches were almost burned out......

Wait, burned out?

Will frowned, and he suddenly felt as if he had forgotten something......

It seems to be ......

The smell of blood!

Yes!

Will's pupils shrank, and he took two breaths, the faint smell of blood that had appeared since he entered the library, still lingering between his snorts!

When he first entered the library, he mistakenly thought it was a smell coming from outside the library.

And once he entered the library, his attention was drawn to the countless books.

And yet now......

Could it be that those people have already been executed?

This seems to explain why it seems to have been unguarded for a long time, and there is a faint smell of blood in the air.

But in any case, Will had to make sure.

......

As Will pondered, the flames on the torch gradually became faint, and it was obvious that they were about to burn out.

So, Will no longer hesitated, picked up the splitting wind, and quietly dived into the cellar.

At this time, a somewhat gloomy voice faintly came from his ears.

"Tell me, Claire, where is your master, Emperor Caligula!

“...... Phew! you ...... This New Divine Cult ...... Hybrids of the Holy See...... I even knew...... Won't tell you ...... either"

The ensuing sound was very faint, so faint that it was almost inaudible.

In the cellar, a few meters away, there was a standing torch, which, like the one outside, was almost burned out.

Seeing this, Will, who was full of doubts in his heart, quickened his pace, and walked briskly and silently through the long passage of the cellar, and only after turning several corners did he hear a somewhat heavy breathing.

"Claire, poor fellow, look at what you look like now...... You were in the gladiatorial arena when you showed your prowess? You are now like a humble reptile...... Come, you see, I will lift my foot and stomp on you lightly, and I will trample you to death!"

“...... Ugh!"

"Haha, you know it hurts, if you want to die quickly, tell me where Emperor Caligula is!"

"Cahiro...... I said, I don't know...... And, even if it...... I know...... I won't be ...... Tell you...... This betrayed the master's ...... Bastard!"

Following the sound, Will came to the outside of a cell facing him sideways, and he quietly looked inside the cell, where a young man, scarred from top to bottom and covered in blood from every part of his body, was lying under a large cross.

Standing in front of him was a man with a sturdy body, dressed in a pure white robe with a golden pattern, and a priest-like man.

At this moment, the man was looking fiercely at Claire, who had fallen to the ground, and one of his feet was stepping on the young man's neck.

The young man's breathing was obviously a little difficult, but his instinctive desire to survive still kept pushing him to breathe fresh air.

Seeing this, a playful expression appeared on the man's face, and after seeing Claire open his mouth to breathe, he smiled cruelly - he stepped down again, pressing the young man's face so that his face was bruised, and when the young man almost appeared the whites of his eyes, he gently lifted it up and let the young man breathe heavily.

And then...... Repeat again......

It's like, the cat that has been teasing the mouse.