979 The Executioner! (1/2)
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
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”That guy is an Executioner of the Black Vatican. He's extremely strong, and most of them are arrogant and lawless. There is no assassination or murder that they won't do. These guys are pretty scary,” Oleena told Mo Fan.
It was Mo Fan's first time hearing about the Executioners. The Blue Deacons that he had stumbled into before were nowhere as strong as that man. Most of them only hid in the dark, plotting great schemes against defenseless people!
”If they sent an Executioner for you, they must be really keen to take you out,” the Purple Wind Mage said.
”Either way, it's best for you to stay at the Sacred Hall of Liberty for now. The Executioners are unpredictable, and are good at disguising themselves. Once, an Executioner of the Black Vatican managed to murder someone in the National Magic Association and snuck away unharmed. If you don't want to die at such a young age, you should only leave after we've investigated the matter,” Oleena told Mo Fan seriously.
Their superiors of the Sacred Hall of Liberty were infuriated too. The Black Vatican was bold enough to stir up troubles in their city. They immediately sent out lots of Sacred Hall Mages to search for the Executioner in the city.
However, for some reason, Mo Fan had a feeling that they would not bring back any good news. If the Executioner dared to show up at a place like this, he must be confident that he would not get caught...
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As he thought, the Sacred Hall Mages did not find any trace of the Executioner despite searching the city for three days.
It did not make sense for Mo Fan to stay at the Sacred Hall of Liberty for the rest of his life. Knowing that a girl was severely injured and was admitted into the hospital because of him, he immediately picked up his phone and dialed the number on the card.
”Hello, is it you, the Mage?” he immediately heard the girl's sweet voice from the other end.
”How did you know it was me?” Mo Fan was curious.
”I came to this city on my own, so the only person that could call me has to be you,” the girl said. Her voice was light and cheerful, she did not sound like she was feeble and weak. She must have recovered well, and had a cheerful spirit.
”I'm sorry for dragging you into this mess,” Mo Fan said apologetically.
”How is that your fault? You saved my life. So, did you catch that guy?” the girl asked.
”Not yet, I think he's good at disguising himself,” Mo Fan said.
”Is that so? But I think I've seen him before,” the girl said.
”You met him before?” Mo Fan asked curiously.
”I will remember anyone that I've met despite the makeup or disguise they put on. I also know his surname,” the girl said.
”But how?”
”He came to buy a drink around ten minutes before you arrived. There were quite a few customers there, so I asked for his surname so I could put it down on his order. He told me a surname straightaway without hesitation. I feel like he wasn't trying to hide it. I guess a powerful and evil Mage like him would never expect I would remember him,” the girl said to Mo Fan.
Mo Fan was enlightened. He did not expect the girl he had protected at the cost of injuring himself was such an observant person!
”Great, can you describe his appearance in detail? I'll ask someone to investigate him!”
Mo Fan immediately contacted the all-knowing Lingling. Lingling was a Hunter, thus she was quite an expert when it came to drawing portraits. She proceeded to draw the man's appearance from the girl's description.
”Do you think his surname is real?” Mo Fan asked Lingling.
”According to the coffee girl, it's most likely his actual surname, or a surname that he always uses as his disguise. Either one is good enough for me to hunt him down. Give me a second, I'll link up to New York Police Department's database; they should have a better collection of data of the criminals there,” Lingling said.
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In the garden of a Duke's mansion, a man in a public worker's uniform was sweeping fallen leaves in the rain. He was wearing a raincap, and had a slight hunchback. He looked rather feeble.
”HAHA, the Sacred Hall Mages of the entire city are looking for you, and yet you're sweeping leaves here so casually. How daring of you!” A young boy who seemed to be around the age of sixteen walked up to the cleaner. His glittering purple eyes had a unique charm to them, and his mixed-blood face had the handsomeness of an Asian with clear and defined facial features of a Westerner, making him a Prince Charming!
”The most dangerous place is actually the safest place,” the worker lifted his gaze slightly. His sharp jaw was pointing at the purple-eyed young boy.
”You did well,” the purple-eyed young boy grinned.
”It hasn't been this exciting for a long time. I remember my last encounter with the Sacred Hall Mages was around twelve years ago… I feel like they are as useless as they were during the past ten years,” the cleaner said.
”Don't worry, we've already paid them our respects on your behalf. But, I'm a Virgo, so I prefer that everything is done perfectly,” the purple-eyed young boy said.
”You are referring to the fact that I didn't kill him on the street?” the cleaner asked.
”Yeah, Salan seems to be very interested in that kid. It's good enough if we can kill him, but if we can take him in alive, I believe Salan is willing to give you a great present,” the purple-eyed young boy said.
”I prefer to kill. Don't worry, once the situation improves, he won't live for long!” the cleaner declared.
”I'll leave it to you then. Executioner, we'll be leaving tonight.”
”Please express my gratitude to Salan for the favor twelve years ago!” the cleaner said.
”I will!”