Chapter 148: The Mysterious Blur (1/2)

”You! You can't do this! This is daylight robbery!” This time, it was Robert who yelled out with a shaky voice. He was anxious, the goods he had was the hard work of all the villagers, his friends, that placed their trust in him that he would exchange it for goods they all desperately needed.

Mr. Fallow sneered listening to Robert's anxious yelling. He contentedly curled the tip of his bushy mustache, as he spoke with a haughty, theatrical manner.

”Robbery? What are you talking about?! We are just confiscating your obviously stolen goods and will be working with the city officials to apprehend you, criminals! Trying to steal from our fair city's good citizens! Shame on you!”

Then he looked at his henchmen and signaled with his hand towards the back of the cart.

”Men, take their stolen goods!”

The crowd just shook their head at the couple's misfortune. Everyone knew this was just a scene, a play. Most of them knew who Mr. Fallow was, he was a wealthy, influential businessman in the city. He even had some of the City Guards on his payroll! Obviously, he was not afraid of any repercussions and could do shameless actions like this if he so desired.

Hearing their master's order, the 6 armored guards sneered at Robert and Joyce and marched towards the end of the cart to 'lighten the load'. Seeing as the guards approached their crates, desperation started to set in both of their eyes. They weren't afraid of their own fate if they were really sent to jail on fake charges, they only felt sad for the villagers who had their hard-made products stolen just like that.

However, as the first guard approached the truck and reached out for the nearest crate, he was suddenly flung back like a broken kite. His trajectory went high above the crowd and crashed onto the rooftop of the nearest building. As he rolled down, the snapping sounds of bones breaking could be heard. With a loud thud, he crashed onto the dusty street and didn't move anymore. A puddle of blood started to ooze out from his crevices. Even if he was still alive, there wasn't much hope for him anymore.

Everyone, the crowd, the henchmen, Mr. Fallow, and even Robert and Joyce stared at the scene with shock and utter disbelief. What on earth has happened?

The seemingly resident smug expression faded from Mr. Fallow's face. He looked at the simple-looking couple on the cart, and with an angered tone he yelled out.

”What is the meaning of this?! What are you doing? Are you resisting?!”

Robert shook his head as he kept staring at the back of his own cart. He also couldn't believe what had happened. After a few moments, he muttered in a shocked tone.

”I-I don't know either! I have no idea what happened…”

”Hmpf! It must have been a fluke! Don't just stand there you lot! I'm not paying you to just stand around and do nothing, start working!” Mr. Fallow yelled out towards his guards seeing as how they didn't make any movement.

Although they were hesitating, they couldn't refute their master's orders. After a few seconds, two more guards stepped forward and with a careful, slower approach they reached for the nearest crates. Their eyes were darting from left to right, their legs planted into the ground, ready to jump back at the first sign of danger.

As their hands crept closer to the crates, suddenly both of them were once again flung into the air. Both of them spurted out blood as they crashed once again on the wall high above the citizens. Once again, when they crashed onto the ground, next to their already lying third companion. The thudding sound was muffled by the snapping sound of bones breaking. They lied on the ground unconsciously as two small puddles of blood started to form below them. The three small ponds merged together, forming one large, creepy dark red pool.

Once again, nobody has seen a thing, nobody could see what happened. There was no magical effect, so it definitely wasn't a magical artifact. The only thing that Robert seems to notice was a momentary darker shade that flashed just for an instant before both guards were suddenly thrown back. As the shade flashed, he could also feel a small gust of air.