832 Mr. Saviour, Please Take Us Away
Everyone was first surprised and taken aback while directing what they had just heard.
Did this mean that they wouldn't die anymore?
Their eyes beamed with joy as their lips quivered with excitement.
Hahahhahahahhaha!
They'll finally be able to get out of here.
Some of them began fantasizing about how they would bring the bones of whoever was responsible for their capture.
Because from what they were told?
It appears that one of Alec's most trusted followers had planned this all to teach them a lesson for not saving him.
Every time the guards spoke about the matter, they would look at them with disdain and even more them for being hypocritical.
They felt like maybe one of Alec's sons, Eli or Connor, were secretly making things happen behind the shadows.
After all, it was only right for them to fight this matter out.
But why didn't these two sons understand their position?
Even if they wanted to help Alec, how could they do so when the masses were against him?
From what they were told, the person who ordered their kidnap came from far away to witness their deaths.
So it was probably Alec's sons who had kidnapped them.
Everyone quickly put the whole thing at the back of their minds and focused on the matter at hand.
Their escape.
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The man in black hastily spoke to them while looking left and right severally.
"Everyone!
There's no need to ask questions now.
Minister Gonnery, your first son paid me a lot of money to find your whereabouts and bring you back safely.
My men have already surrounded the place.
We are here to take you home."
Gonnery felt touched when he heard that his heir had paid a ton of his personal money just to get him back.
Who wouldn't like a filial son?
Meanwhile, the others didn't even bother to get him out.
Hmph.
Wait till he gets back and cleans them up!
Everyone looked at the man in black as if he were their saviour before looking at Gonnery pitifully.
"Old friend, you wouldn't think about living us here, right?"
"Yeah!
Remember all the times we shared.
You can't leave us here, alright?"
"Look!
We'll even compensate you for the trouble!"
"Fine! Time! Fine!
Save them too."
The man in black nodded.
And out of nowhere, four other men in black appeared and aided him in opening the dungeons.
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From there, they ran through the corridors and quickly noticed that several guards had already been killed.
It looks like what that man in black said was true.
His men should've already surrounded the place by now.
So there was nothing for them to worry about.
They ran confidently and even kicked some of the dead guards on the floor to release their pent-up rage.
Pah Pah Pah Pah Pah.
Some even spat on them and three cursed words too.
The suffering that they had undergone for the past week was something that would hunt and kick them for the rest of their lives.
So how could they not be angry?
They followed the man in black consistently while passing by many dead bodies.
And as they advanced, they met more and more men in black too.
All signs indicated that the operation was going smoothly... Or so it seemed.
Everything happened in a split second which left them utterly shocked, confused and afraid.
They were surrounded!
Why?
How can this happen when they were so close?
Their faces turned pale as despair filled their chaotic hearts.
They trembled and hid behind the men in black while silently praying to their ancestors to sac them.
Some went as far as promising to change their sinful ways if their ancestors let them escape tonight.
Even if the devil himself appeared tonight, they would readily sell their souls to live for another day.
Their legs turned mushy, and many fell on their knees in fear.
Plop.
Who would save them now?
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They were presently standing in a large courtyard with over a thousand guards surrounding them with all sorts of weapons.
If they dared to take another step, then they would only have themselves to blame.
Soon, a man they had never seen before appeared before them.
He looked no more than 35 and had a cold smile on his face.
Clap Clap Clap Clap.
"Gentlemen.
I travelled all the way from the East to visit you all, and you're already leaving so soon?
Why not stay a bit longer?"
Cold sweat trickled down everyone's backs when they saw the ferocious look in the man's eyes.
"Well, answer me.
Where do you all think you're going?
Are you refusing my hospitality?"
"Not at all, Noble one.
How dare we?"
"Yes, yes.
How can we leave when you provide us with a place over our heads and good food?
We were only going for a night stroll.
That's all."
Everyone was licking his boots to the best of their ability.
Right now, their lives were in his hands.
So what could they do?
The man chuckled and looked at them playfully.
"Oh?
Since you're so bored, then why don't I entertain you?
Sylvester!"
"My lord!"
"Take them to the PLACE.
And as for their friends here, you know what to do."
Everyone became increasingly petrified when they saw the guarded rush towards them.
What exactly was the PLACE?
"Please forgive us, noble one.
We'll never try to leave again!"
"Let me go!
I don't want to die!
I don't want to die yet!"
(>:`T0T':)
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They tried to break free from the guards.
They struggled like people with a mental health condition who were carried away by doctors.
Anyone would break down if they were sent to the deaths.
Some began thinking of all the things they had reserved or planned to do before they git kidnapped.
Like getting nude-sculptured by the famous Marcus Perquo, whose works were within the royal palaces in all empires within the Pyno continent.
It's said that he also does work for other continents too.
His waitlist could go on for years because he only sculpted those who were great figures in society.
To be cultured by him is to be made!
Everyone had their own inner thoughts.
Some thought of wealth, others fame, family, enemies and some hobbies.
The presence of death made their minds turned crazed.
As for the men in black, they fought for a while to protect them but were defeated in the end.
The nobles got dragged away while staring at the dead men in black lying on the ground.
Their figures grew smaller and smaller until they disappeared from the courtyard completely.
The man who had been ordering everyone about, calmly walked towards one of the dead men in black and knelt.
"Master!"
Following that, everyone else knelt as well.
If the nobles saw this scene right now, they would definitely puke blood and die from rage alone.
Master?
What stupid master?
Is it fun to play with their emotions like this?
Why give them hope before crushing it all together and driving them to insanity?
There they were, minding their own business in the dungeon.
And in came Mr. Saviour, who turned out to be the big boss.
What sort of plot is this?
Luckily, none of them were here to witness this scene.
And who was the big boss?
Well, it was none other than Mr. Death.
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Death turned his face to the sky and laughed excitedly.
"Hahahhahahahaha
How was my performance?"
"Impressive as always, master."
"Good!
Let's begin the show."
"As you wish, master."
"Hahhahahahahahhahahahahah!"
Death laughed even more and walked towards the PLACE.
It's been so long since he had a little fun.
Things were going great for Death.
But in another distant place, someone else was currently facing a dilemma.
There was always trouble lurking within the shadows.
