The warden who guards the witches

Aiden's words made Carlo's heart suddenly cold.

He turned his sight to the front and saw the boss's cold eyes as if he was looking at a dead person, and the muzzle of the gun pointed at him.

"Your level of sophistry probably can't even fool a child. If you want to live, you can only continue to employ me." Aiden's voice suddenly sank, "If you can't figure it out, I also have a temper."

As soon as the voice fell, a gray mist-like spirit emerged from Aiden's body and floated upward, then gathered into a huge cloaked ghost. The ghost's face was blurred under the cloak, but his eyes flashed with green ghost fire.

This is the guardian spirit given to him by Arsenal. This dead spirit is equivalent to Arsenal's clone. Before the magic power is exhausted, it can use several offensive necromancy skills mastered by Arsenal according to Aiden's thoughts.

Necromancy is the most taboo type of black magic. In addition, there is a "fine tradition" of killing between teachers and apprentices among necromancers, which has led to the spread of necromancy in the world becoming extremely limited.

Basically, the black magicians hidden in the world only need to master two or three decent necromancy techniques to call themselves necromancers. However, outstanding people like Arsenal can master more than a dozen advanced necromancy techniques.

[Evil Spirit Roar], [Ghost Fire], [Evil Ghost Haunting]... Any attack method of this guardian spirit can easily "clear out" everyone here except Aiden.

Arsenal and Daly were both S-level wanted criminals before they were arrested.

One of the criteria for defining S-level wanted criminals is that they can pose a devastating threat to a small town with standard security and armed forces by themselves, and the degree of danger is enough to match the natural disaster-level monster.

In other words, both Arsenal and Daly have the ability to flatten an entire gang by themselves.

Carlo turned around and caught a glimpse of this huge ghost that almost enveloped him, and he suddenly felt unwell.

He also knew a necromancer in the underworld, but he was nothing compared to this killer.

The big boss and the gunmen standing at the door were also completely shocked. The gunmen couldn't even hold their guns steadily. Even if they didn't understand necromancy, they could imagine that ordinary bullets could not cause damage to ghosts.

The killer now used the desk and chair as a cover to hide his figure. Even if they fired at the same time, they might not be able to hit the other party. But if the other party cast a necromancy at random now, they might be wiped out!

"Let me make it clear first, I am much stronger than the previous 'bloody death god'!" Aiden said faintly.

Although he only borrowed the name and power of the prisoners under his command, it must be said that this kind of cool feeling of pretending in front of others is really cool!

Carlo was full of fear and anxiety. He completely recognized his situation. This was exactly a situation where there was a wolf in front and a tiger behind.

This killer calculated him, making the big boss believe that he was going to hire a killer to kill him, and came to clean up the door aggressively.

Although he hadn't figured out how the killer had set up this trap, he had realized that no matter how he explained it now, it would be futile - the big boss was already afraid of him, and now he had just found a reason to execute him, so he would never let him go easily!

And this killer could take his life at any time now.

His only way to survive was to hire this killer to settle the situation for him. Although this guy was basically blackmailing him, he could only accept this blackmail now, otherwise he would have no choice but to die!

He quickly made a decision: "Then all this money is yours, you hurry up!"

He had always lived on the edge of a knife and knew very well that in the underworld, only those who knew how to judge the situation could survive to the end!

At this time, Aiden suddenly said: "Then you have to increase the money tenfold."

Carlo almost vomited blood when he heard this: Increase the money tenfold? Why don't you just rob?

But after thinking carefully, this guy's current method is no different from robbing.

But he couldn't take out ten times the amount of money deposited in this firm on the spot. At this moment, Carlo really wanted to teach this killer the essence of blackmail as a senior in the underworld. Blackmail means squeezing the opponent dry little by little within the opponent's tolerance range. Only laymen can do it to kill the target with one hand!

He didn't know that this killer was not here to blackmail him, but to kill him.

This was Aiden's plan. Since Carlo Polpo let Camilla take the blame and deceived Silain, he didn't mind retaliating and deceiving the entire gang, letting Carlo take the blame for intending to kill the gang leader!

Tooth for tooth, eye for eye, black pot for black pot, using the gang's own contradictions to deal with Carlo, without dirtying his own hands. He also informed the Mounted Police and the Inquisition in advance, so there was no worry.

At this time, the big boss standing at the door spoke up: "Let me interrupt, Bloody Death. I also understand the rules of assassins. Once an assassin accepts a job, he must complete the task and cannot be bribed to defect. But now you and Carlo have not reached a deal, so I think there should still be room for maneuver, right?"

"Oh? What do you want to say?" Aiden responded.

"I want to bid!" The big boss said fiercely, "This traitor is my subordinate. You kill him, and when I recover his assets, all those assets can belong to you! I can also add more money, no matter how he bids, I can bid higher than him!"

The big boss had his own plan in mind. He brought so many gunmen to catch the suspect, thinking that it was foolproof. When he arrived here, he found that the killer hired by Carlo was a monster that was completely beyond his expectations - the second generation of "Filthy Blood Death God".

This second generation "Filthy Blood Death God" not only inherited the abilities of the previous generation, but also used black magic. It was really terrifying!

If Carlo made a deal, his situation would be dangerous. He must bribe this killer before Carlo!

"Oh? You are very smart."

Aiden laughed. Although he arranged this good show, the performance of these supporting roles was more exciting than he expected.

"We, the Skeleton Gang, are willing to establish friendly relations with the big man behind you - Ms. Miru Jinu. How much protection fee do you want? Just tell me the number, and I will never say no." The big boss said confidently.

"I like to trade with smart people." Aiden smiled and simply took advantage of the situation. "Since you are so sincere, we are willing to give you face. I will only take the money on the table, and I will not kill anyone. I will leave it to you to deal with it."

"That's great!"

Carlo was immediately panicked when he heard the two men decide his life and death so casually: "Wait, wait a minute!"

At this time, the big boss quickly reached out and grabbed the pistol of a gunman beside him, raised his hand and shot Carlo.

With a shrill scream, Carlo was shot in the abdomen and fell back on the chair.

The big boss had more experience in the underworld than Carlo. In this situation, he made a decisive decision to seriously injure Carlo and let the deal be finalized.

Carlo collapsed on the chair with his hands on his stomach in pain. Now his fate was determined. He would be executed by the big boss in the most cruel way for the crime of betraying the gang, as a warning to others.

He struggled to touch his gun, not knowing whether he wanted to attack someone or kill himself as soon as possible. The boss quickly shot him twice, crippling his shoulder and arm.

After dealing with Carlo, the boss turned his head and shouted to the boy with a scar on his face: "Why don't you help the guests put the money into the bag!?"

The boy was stunned for a moment before he moved, carefully picked up the sack and put the money and gold bars on the table into the bag.

During this process, Carlo, who was unable to move, kept groaning in pain.

Aiden, who had been hiding behind the chair, took the opportunity to whisper to Carlo in a low voice: "What you did to Camilla and Silain a year ago, this is considered to be paid off. Goodbye, scum."

Hearing this, Carlo suddenly stopped shouting. He widened his eyes in horror and asked breathlessly: "Who... who are you?"

This time, Aiden did not answer him.

The boy finally put all the money into the sack and tied it up, then he walked around to where Aiden was with the sack trembling.

"Here, please take it." He carefully handed the sack over.

Facing this "killer" who was so powerful that it was hard to describe, the boy seemed very timid.

"Well, you did a good job." Aiden praised.

"No, I don't deserve it." The boy just thought that the other party was talking about helping him pack the money, and lowered his head in fear.

"The transaction is completed, so I'll go first!"

After Aiden finished speaking, he immediately activated the black magic of the Mist Hidden - he had already drawn a rune on the back of the chair with his hand.

The room was immediately filled with fog, and the fog became thicker at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon it became pitch black.

The gang members, including the big boss, were at a loss for a while because of this sudden situation, but after a few seconds, the fog quickly dissipated again.

"It's gone..." The boy was stunned.

The killer and the money bag disappeared with the fog, leaving only Carlo Polpo sitting on a chair half dead.

A few minutes later, outside the old city, under the bell tower.

"Come on, Veronica, help me, I'm drowning!" Aiden, who had returned to his original form, handed the sack in his hand to Veronica who came to pick him up.

"Okay, what's in it?"

Veronica took the sack and breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. Aiden's safe return meant that the plan went very smoothly.

"The spoils of war." Aiden answered briefly.

"Huh?" Veronica glanced at the contents of the bag and her eyes widened immediately, "So much money!?"

"They insisted on giving it to me, so I'll take it as stolen money from the gang and deal with it later."

"Is that so..." Veronica nodded, not quite understanding, "Has Carlo Polpo been dealt with?"

"Yes, that guy is dead." Aiden smiled happily.

Just as he and Daly said, it was a very pleasant thing to personally deal with Carlo Polpo, the scum who added to the workload of his prison.

"But how should we deal with the matter of Silain?" Veronica asked worriedly.

The target of the corpse demon Silain is Camilla, and the death of Carlo Polpo cannot quell her hatred.

"As for her, I will find another way to solve it." Aiden put away his smile and replied seriously, "As long as... nothing goes wrong."

I'm going to take a short leave. I have some personal matters to deal with in the evening. I will update a long chapter today, which is about 700 to 800 words less than the usual two chapters. Those who follow me don't have to wait for the second chapter tonight. I'm really sorry! _(:3」∠)_