Chapter 178 - Kingdom of Winter 3 (2/2)
The military’s discipline has become disorderly and internal corruption had reached its peak.
However, there was also the possibility that they were spies, so Logan did not make a decision yet.
“Perfect timing. I was thinking of something to do, so I’ll interrogate them myself. Lead the way, Evelyn.”
“Yes, Clan Master.”
Evelyn turned and headed to the place where the deserters were held.
When they arrived at their destination at the execution stand, Logan saw the men groaning, tied to wooden posts.
“Ugh...”
”Please… Take us in...!”
They wanted to be Logan's men.
Even if they returned to their city, they would be hanged.
The climate in the Norton Kingdom was harsh, so it was impossible to hide in remote mountainous areas for a long time.
However, Logan shook his head as he didn’t really need more soldiers.
“I can't trust people who killed their own boss. What if you are dissatisfied with me and try to kill me one day?”
“That, that won’t happen! I'll do anything you want, so please give me a chance!”
One of the soldiers shouted in despair.
Logan approached him and tilted his head.
“Anything I want?”
“Y-yes! I'll join the Witch Cult right away! Engrave the brand on my body!”
“Hmm...”
As Logan pondered, he put his hand on his chin.
After a while, he drew his pistol and stuck it inside the deserter’s mouth.
Click.
The sound of the gun recharging resounded, and his left index finger pulled the trigger.
Bang!
Gunfire resounded inside Dreadlore.
”No way. I prefer to kill you and do something more interesting afterwards.”
“That, that’s...!”
The remaining prisoners were shocked as they had seen the back of the victim’s head explode.
Some of them had received bits of flesh on their faces.
They hadn’t expected Logan to be so ruthless!
While they had heard rumors of his notoriority, they didn’t expect him to kill deserters who had come to join him.
As the atmosphere changed drastically, Logan smirked and looked at the others.
“Anyone else? If you can entertain me, I might not kill you right now.”
“...”
Everyone tried to come up with a plan in their heads.
Some of them tried them out, but Logan shook his head.
“How disappointing. Trying to make me laugh with such a boring joke. Hey Evelyn, light them on fire. I’ve made my mind.”
“As you wish.”
At Evelyn’s glance, members of the Reaper clan gathered piles of firewood around the prisoners.
Afterwards, a magician shot a Firebolt, and flames rose towards the deserters.
Grey smoke began to soar in the air from the center of Dreadlore.
“Arrggghhhh! Aaaaahhhhhhhhh!”
The men screamed painfully as fire burned their legs and melted their flesh.
Logan giggled at the sight, then spoke to them.
“If you want mercy, tell me anytime. Because I am the only Savior you can count on right now.”
“Kill me now! It's too painful!”
“Really? Then I won’t hold back...”
Logan raised his pistol again.
Afterwards, a hole appeared on the man’s right chest.
Bang!
“Aaaagggghhhh!”
”Huh? My aim was off. Sorry, I guess I pulled the trigger too hastily. It’s a special weapon made by Sir Aleister, but I wasn't careful enough.”
He had obviously avoided a vital spot on purpose.
Logan stopped speaking and repositioned himself slowly.
And…
Bang!
This time, the bullet passed through the man's right knee.
Realizing that Logan was messing around, the prisoner cursed him.
“You damned motherfucker! I curse you and your descendants to suffer at the hands of demons!”
“Ah, it’s hard to keep watching a man wither in pain. My bullets aren't hitting the target, so I’ll have to use another method. Evelyn, bring the oil.”
“I knew you would ask for it, so I’ve prepared it in advance, Clan Master.”
Evelyn pointed at the oil drum in a corner.
Logan smiled in satisfaction and lifted it with both hands.
“There are infinite ways for humans to die. And this is just one of them.”
Black oil poured out as he shook the container.
Afterwards, the flames encroached on the soldiers and soared like crazy.
Logan shouted with all his heart with an expression full of joy.
“Amen!”
For him, death was sacred.
The fate that all mortals had to accept.
It was liberation and salvation, but on the one hand, it was also truth.
Similar values as Aleister Crowley.
That was why he had chosen to work with Logan.
In the midst of this frantic execution,
“Clan Master! There’s trouble!”
A member of the Reaper Clan ran towards him.
Logan spoke with an annoyed expression.
“What is it? My game isn’t over yet.”
“An incredibly huge ice golem is walking this way with over 10,000 troops! According to the flag’s emblem, they seem to be the Rhine Kingdom’s army!
“… Huh?”
The finger on the trigger stopped moving at the last second.
Immediately, he heard the cries of a cat from the top of the wall.
“Meooow! Finally found him!”