Passerby Villain In A Wizard World

Chapter 42 Massacre (2)

The hurried steps and the shouts from the captain destroyed the amiable atmosphere between Thomas and the Second Prince Adrian.

Seeing this, Thomas had a dark face and scolded the captain in a cold tone,

"How unbecoming of you? Don't you know we have a guest here?"

Captain Ron knew that an important guest was having a meeting with his lord, but the situation was critical. He didn't know who attacked their battalion, but they were very fierce.

By the time news of the attack reached his ears, almost 2,500 soldiers scattered around to keep watch had already died in the river of blood.

Now, outside had been filled with the pungent smell of blood akin to a war.

He couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

You know, they were the border army and had been honed in the battle with the monsters, but still, the opponent reaped their lives like grass.

Moreover, they were still low in number.

So, he didn't care about the lord's anger and replied tremblingly,

"Lord, we are attacked by a legion in black dresses riding thousands of Stormchasers. We are already surrounded, and half of the soldiers have already died."

While describing it, he was full of sweat and trembling inwardly. This was madness he had never seen.

"What? How could this be possible? This is my area. How come there is another legion?"

"Are you sure they weren't orcs? No, how could monsters get Stormchasers? What... Why...?"

Thomas also gauzed the gravity of the situation, stuttered anxiously, and stood up in horror.

You know, by conducting this private transaction, he betrayed the Veilstrider family in cold blood.

That's why he deployed 5,000 of his elite men to avoid any mishaps in these transactions. But now his subordinate told him half of them were dead, and the culprits were on Stormchaser horses.

Now, the situation was out of hand, making him restless and anxious.

The second prince, Adrian, also showed a solemn expression as he never thought something so drastic would happen on this journey.

The two bodyguards behind him hurriedly took out their swords and guarded him in the middle, fully alert.

After getting out of his surprise, Thomas got back to his senses and ordered the captain,

"Okay, I understand. You give orders to the remaining troops to assemble at the gorge and don't scatter. We will leave this place and head to Bridgeport city."

After thinking for a while, he still ordered,

"Ron, send someone to send a request for help from Bridgeport city. Tell them there is a monster attack, we need support."

"Okay, Lord."

Ron accepted the order and went outside to arrange everything.

After he left, Thomas turned sideways towards Adrian and bowed apologetically,

"Your Highness, there seems to be some issue outside. How about we conclude our transactions ahead of time? After that, I will help escort you out of this place safely."

Thomas had no choice now. Although the enemy came in thunder, he didn't think getting out of the encirclement was hard. Adrian also thought so.

"Okay, the mining is already over anyway. Let's conclude this transaction here."

He didn't say much but gave a signal to his Knight Guard at the right, who threw a small bag to Thomas.

Thomas caught the bag, checked the contents, and smiled in satisfaction.

"Thank you, Your Highness. You can take those ores away."

"Hm..."

Adrian just nodded, went closer to the pile of runestones, and swiped everything inside his ring on his finger.

However, after doing so, his face became visibly paler as if he overexerted himself. So, he hurriedly stuffed a pill in his mouth to stabilize himself.

Thomas looked at all of this with envy in his eyes.

"Okay, let's go outside. It's best to defend and get out of here as soon as possible."

Adrian then ordered, and when Thomas nodded, they, along with the remaining soldiers, all left the quarry.

...

Ian looked at the scene in front of him that almost resembled hell on earth.

The endless fight, blood flowing like a river, and constant shouts and screams echoing around it made it truly a gruesome war.

"Slash!"

"Ah...!"

Ian swung his sword and separated the head of another soldier who was trying to sneakily leave the battlefield.

He had already killed more than ten such messenger soldiers, showing no mercy.

As he said before, nobody should be left alive. It didn't matter if they were innocent and only following orders.

The fact that out of these 5,000 soldiers, nobody even thought of informing their duke of these happenings spoke volumes of their hearts.

If they were inside the city, Ian would have a headache eliminating them.

But now, he had the perfect chance to eradicate them from the roots.

"Slash!"

"Clink!"

"Ah..."

The shouts and fighting were ongoing, people died like litter as if they had no value, and the Crimson Legion showed its true horror, once again proving why they were named Crimson.

As Ian had allowed them to use any methods they wanted, they were like grim reapers, fighting with a team specially prepared to kill.

Long-range attacks, close-range fights, assassinations, poison—Ian saw everything.

As Morgrave said before, if he was allowed to fight with anything, he could kill those 5,000 soldiers with less casualty.

"Stop! Stop!"

As their army was slowly approaching the gorge, a loud shout echoed around, filled with anger.

However, the soldiers in dark outfits didn't care about that and still killed what should be killed with cold expressions.

Instead, because of Thomas's shout, his army got perplexed, and quite a few of them got killed in the confusion.

Thomas saw everything in front of him as the water from the river was already blood-red from his subordinates.

Just a few minutes and 500 more were already dead.

They were like a grinder, continuously mincing them into pieces without any hesitation, turning the battlefield into a grotesque scene of carnage and despair.