148 After hell broke- Part 6 (1/2)

Hearing the footsteps, the butler turned around to see Lord Nicholas make his way to where he was, ”You have done a wonderful job, Stanley,” Nicholas praised his butler.

”I did just as you told me to, master.”

”I think that will be all with Mr Wilford. Why don't you go attend the other guests we have while I have a little chat before I finish him off,” Nicholas stated to see the butler bow and carry all his equipment with the help of cart to the next cell.

”Y-you can't do that!” Mr Wilford stuttered scared, blood spraying out of his mouth, ”The council won't take it easy on you if they find you have killed me!”

”I am sure they won't mind if there's one person to care less. I am sure we have had our glory days and I appreciate the work you have done for me, after all once upon a time you did pass me the fresh blood from your livestock but what I don't appreciate is you keeping my lovely, future wife in your cell as a slave,” the lord placed a hand on the man's shoulder.

”F-future w-wife? I am sure I didn't-”

”Oh shut up,” Nicholas spoke bored as he squeezed the shoulder, ”You not only took her in as a slave but also didn't let her go. You must be utterly stupid to think you would be let off the hook. So as I was saying, we had an amazing time but all things should end. Especially if they are bad and right now you are a very very bad man, Wilford. Time to say bye,” he squeezed his shoulder until it snapped.

Mr Wilford screamed and fell down on his feet as chains were unlocked. Clutching his hand on his shoulder he looked a little more than confused when the lord walked away. Wondering what was going on he looked around until a ghoul appeared right in front of his eyes and he looked at it terrified, his voice bouncing off the rocky walls.

”No! Stay away from me! No! NO!!!”

Lord Nicholas walked towards the other cells to see an old man tied to the walls. He was the man who had tricked Heidi to sell her to the slave establishment. His partner, his wife was in another cell next to his.

Not caring much about the man, he moved to the one where the old woman was. ”Hello there,” he greeted her when the old woman was listening to the cries of Wilford being torn apart.

With his hand in his pockets, he walked towards the last cell where Dorian was locked. He waited until his butler was done but something seemed off.

”That will be all, Stanley. Take the old woman to the wolves,” he ordered his butler.

”Would you want me to feed them?” the butler titled his head to see his master think for few seconds before replying back to him, ”No. Just tie her up there. I will be there soon.”