Chapter 415: Pity
Eren advanced through the Family Heads with ruthless efficiency, leaving a trail of bodies in his wake.
Fey was still in disbelief. His previous confidence had evaporated, replaced by a deep sense of fear. In this moment, he couldn’t help but see the same glimpse of death that he had witnessed through the artifact before. It was as if nothing had changed.
This was another repeat of the events that had unfolded at the Mountain of Loss. Fey lightly touched his chest, remembering the sword that had pierced the chest of his clone.
Every instinct urged him to flee, yet his legs remained rooted, paralyzed by the scene of Eren’s merciless slaughter.
“Is this the end of the Kiel Family?” he muttered to himself, barely audible over the chaos of destruction.
At this point, it became clear that the Family Heads couldn’t kill Eren. At most, they could delay him. He could only sacrifice them to run away.
‘I need stronger slaves to kill him! But I will not give up! As long as I live, I will always find a way to kill him! Even if it takes
years,
I will get stronger slaves and kill all other
Transmigrators!”
Slowly, he started retreating, forcefully
moving his trembling legs.
“Try to hold him back for as long as
possible! I have a secret way to kill him but
I need time! So don’t let him pass through you!” he told the Family Heads while retreating.
Even though he could just command them, he still fooled them into believing that he was going to return. It was all so they could give their all, out of their own volition.
The family heads believed his words. Instead of trying to kill Eren, they focused on delaying the ascent of the young Warlord who was coming in like an
unstoppable storm.
Meanwhile, Fey simply turned around and
started running away as fast as he could. Along the way, he even called the Kiel Family’s prized mount.
It was the fastest mount in the Kiel Family which could only be used by the Kiel Family Patriarch. Fortunately, he had asked the Kiel Family Head to hand it over a long time ago.
Fey climbed on the mount and started rushing in the direction of the Western Continent without looking back. Along the way, he could hear sounds of explosions at regular intervals which sent a chill down his spine.
He didn’t look back or slow down. At this
point, nothing was more important than survival. As for revenge, it could always wait.
After rushing away for hours, he was finally out of the territory of the Kiel Family. He also couldn’t hear the sound of explosions as he was far from the Kiel Family Mansion.
He internationally went towards the Western Continent as the Warship of the Demon Sect was in that direction. It was also the place that was being investigated by Anya and Leo.
Even if the two of them couldn’t stop Eren, they could still inform the Necromancer Tower which was enough to destroy Eren.
“Just how far is that Battleship?!” Even after running for hours, Fey hadn’t lowered his guard. His body was covered in sweat, and the fear for his life was still running strong
in his head.
Back in the Kiel Family Estate, Eren stood
in the middle of the rubble, his clothes completely tainted red in the blood of the Family Heads.
“Are you not going to stop him?” Eren was wiping the blood that had splashed on his face when he heard Yelen’s voice.
“Do I need to?” Eren replied in an amused
tone. “As I told you before, today is the day when Fey will die. There is going to be no mistake this time.”
“Even if he runs to the depths of hell, he
will die in my hands tonight,” he added. “Isn’t that why I sent them?”
He took a deep breath as he started taking
off his bloody clothes. He changed his attire to ordinary clothes that were worn by the workers of the Kiel Family Estate.
He used the Dragon Tongue to remove any
scent of blood from his body, making it clear that he was as far from this chaos as
he could possibly be.
“It is truly a pity. All these kind Family Heads were killed by a single Cardinal from
the Holy Church. Even in death, these
brave warriors managed to kill the
Cardinal. I truly respect these brave warriors.”
Eren shook his head lightly while stepping back slowly.
“You are truly shameless.” Yelen rolled her
eyes as soon as she heard Eren’s words. “What do you mean? I am as honest and kind as a person could be.” Eren innocently replied, appearing slightly heard as if he
had been wronged by these accusations.
At the same time, he brought the body of the Cardinal out of his inventory, strategically arranging the body in the middle of the carnage.
He used the artifacts of the Family Heads
to attack the lifeless body, leaving wounds that were clearly made by the family heads. After arranging the crime scenes, he placed the artifacts back near the family head’s bodies.
Even though the artifacts were decent,
they were not good enough for him to leave a flaw in his plan. The only artifact that he kept with him was
the whip that could suck life force of the enemies with each attack.
To make sure that the whip wasn’t missed,
he even destroyed the body of the Family Head who owned the body. “How long do you think she will take before
dragging Fey back?” Eren asked after he
finished arranging the bodies to create a perfect crime scene.
“If she isn’t busy thrashing him, then a few minutes?” Yelen suggested. “Why do I suddenly feel bad for Fey?” Eren
said, while clearly carrying a smile on his lips contrary to his words.
Fey was running as fast as he could when
his mount suddenly started slowly down. He could feel the winds suddenly increase, rushing against him.
“You?!” he asked, noticing a figure standing in the midst of the dust storm.
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