117 Silent Massacre (2/2)

At this moment, Leon was watching the group in the trees like a predator eyeing his prey. The people below were complete unaware of his presence.

He couldn't gauge the strength of the called sir Zagan. However, the rest were below his notice. He was filled with disdain at their strength.

To completely remove these weeds from plaguing the kingdom, he had to pull them up by the roots.

'Let's start with the weak ones.'

Leon darted skillfully from tree to tree as he moved towards the enemy camp deeper in the woods. His movements were quick and subtle, like a gentle breeze and unable to draw their attention.

At the center of the woods, the enemy camp was hidden. Tents were erected, carts and crates full of goods, filled the place. It was clear that the four great family had brought their entire wealth along with them, away from the Capital.

Located in the heart of the hilltop woods, the camp was dark as one would expect it to be. Apart from a few rays of moonlight that manage to slip past the dense branches and tree leaves, there were no other light sources within the camp.

The enemy had been meticulous and restrained from the usage or torches and candles as to not expose their location, but it had become the perfect hunting ground for Leon to carry out his silent killing.

He arrives at the edges of the camp easily and sighed at his stealth's proficiency. In the past, it was used to hide from the husbands of the women he bedded, but now, it was finally being put to good use.

As he recalled the dissolute lifestyle he used to live, the experience of that period came flooding back, along with his raging libido after his years of abstinence was already broken.

Leon silently cursed for having his mind wondered off and his movements became slightly awkward. Nobody knew that there was another tent erected in their camp at this moment, or else Leon would have died from shame.

'Ssss… calm down… my little brother… now is not the time be playful. I'll let you play all you want another time, alright?'

Some time later, Leon slipped into the enemy's camp with a serious and refocused look. Although there were some delays, his plans have not been affected.

…

”I'll be back.” Servant A said.

”Where are you going? We need to pack up.” Servant B asked as he was carrying a crate.

”To answer nature's calling, where else?” Servant A answered.

five minutes later, the servant still had not returned.

'He must be chucking a dump then.' Servant B thought.

Thirty minutes later, still no return. The servant began to grow impatient. Originally, there were lots of servants moving about in the camp. However, the numbers grew less over time like they had all decided to run off and skip work.

The servant would have never thought that they camp would be under attack and that someone was killing them all.

Leon move around the camp with ghostly steps and killed his opponents in the most efficient and subtle, a needle to their heads. The servants died without a sound as Leon hid their bodies, some in the shrubs, some in the empty tents.

”Holy shit, this motherf*cker is really taking his time. Is he trying to break a record for longest dump or what?”

The servant decided to go check on his buddy, but he never came back after he left.

Sometime later, apart from some movements within the occupied tents, the activities outside had completely ceased and became dead silent. Not long after, the movements inside all but one tent also ceased.

The tents were occupied by the four great family's direct descents. Whether they were the wives, the children, uncles or aunties, nephew or niece of the four great family's marquises, as long as they were related by blood, Leon hardened his heart to kill them all, even if there may have been innocents among them.

To be associated with evil was evil in and of itself. To show mercy to his enemies, was also to be cruel to himself. He did what had to be done. There were no exceptions.

Even the [Heart of Saint] mantra in his mind did not react to his killing. As such, there was no mental burden.

They all died suddenly with their eyes wide open. Even in death, they did not know why or how they died.

Inside of another tent, Edric was resting when suddenly felt alarm bells ringing in his mind. It was too quiet outside!

Before he could head out to investigate, a figure had slipped into his tent. Edric widened his eyes in horror at the sight of the person in question.