Chapter 232: Lord Canon
Ning stood where he had appeared. Below him, he could see the two women’s dead bodies. From what Ning could see, they seemed to have been cut across their chest with a sword.
The white marbled floor had blood pooled up in it. The walls had splashes of red on what should have otherwise just been white.
Ning was very confused as to what was going on.
‘Did the remaining bandits come to attack after learning that their boss died?’ Ning thought. That was a genuine possibility.
From the bandit’s perspective, somebody invaded their secret hideout and everyone died. The only one who had enough manpower, as well as knowledge of their hideout, was Canon.
‘It must be that,’ Ning thought and decided to walk out of the room.
As soon as he stepped out, he stepped on more blood. He looked down and saw a dead man.
‘Canon’s bodyguard?’ Ning thought in surprise. This was the same bodyguard that had helped him with Zand’s diagnosis yesterday.
Just a day later, he was dead.
“Another sword attack,” Ning thought as he looked at the massive gash on the man’s body.
He walked out of the corridor and could hear cries of terror from somewhere far away.
CLANG CLANG
He heard sounds of sword fight from just around the corner.
“Aaahh” a man cried out and fell down.
Suddenly, from behind the corner, Old man Canon walked out with his second son in his clutches. Ning saw him limping around and almost wanted to cry out in happiness. The man got what he deserved.
However, that wasn’t the emotions Ning was feeling right now. When he saw the old man’s crying face with terror written all over it, he felt sorry for the old man.
Old man Canon stopped when he saw Ning standing a little further away from him. His emotions changed from helplessness, to hope, to back to despair.
“D- Doctor, help me,” he shouted.
Ning didn’t want to help at all, but he also didn’t want to see the innocent son die due to the mistakes of his father.
“Doctor, please! Take my son and le— Aah” the old man cried out.
SWING SWING SWING
“Aahh!” the old man cried out and fell over. There were 4 arrows stuck to his back.
Ning was stunned and stood right where he was. He couldn’t see the attacker or the arrow.
Another arrow appeared out of nowhere and went into the old man’s head. It managed to break his head and blood as well as brain matter flowed out.
The old man was dead.
“Aaaaaaghhhh!” a sound appeared from below the old man. The second son was healed enough now that he could make simple sounds. He cried out when he saw his father die right in front of him.
Footsteps sounded from behind the corner once more as the attacker appeared.
When Ning saw who it was, he was surprised. “It’s you! How could it be you?” he asked.
“Oh, you are here, huh doctor? Good. I won’t have to go find you to kill you. You are the root of my problems today anyway. I will only find solace after I kill you,” the attacker said.
“But first, let me kill my little brother.”
The attacker was none other than Kell Canon.
A sword suddenly appeared on his hand, and he swung down at the immobilized Zand. Ning reacted immediately and pushed him back with telekinesis, but he still managed to cut his brother’s arm off.
“Aghh!” a hoarse sound left the second brother’s mouth as he cried in agony.
“System, how much energy to heal him altogether?” Ning asked.
‘So expensive? It’s just a paralyzed body though,’ Ning thought. “Whatever, heal him.”
Light shined on Zand’s body and soon he was healed. His cut hand rejoined, his slowly healing paralysis healed in an instant, and his body was back to looking like a normal healthy body with good proportionate muscles and bones.
Ning lifted him up and said, “Run away from here. I will stop your brother.”
Zand was surprised at what had just happened, however, he didn’t have the luxury to stand around. He looked towards his father’s corpse with dreaded eyes, looked at his brother with fury, and turned around to run away.
Seeing the kid gone, Ning turned to look at Kell who was standing up after being pushed away.
“Huh? Where did my brother go?” he asked, but quickly forgot about him as the problematic man was in front of him.
Ning’s face couldn’t help but keep showing surprise. “Why are you attacking your own father and brother?” he asked.
“It’s all because of you, you bastard. You ruined my perfect plan to get richer and become a higher-ranked noble. First, you heal my stupid little brother that I had paralyzed, then you went and killed Khrom.”
“Tell me, who gave you the information about Khrom’s base. I need to get rid of them if they are on my team,” Kell said.
Ning’s eyes slowly started shining as he realized what was happening. “Ah, I see. So when they were talking about ‘Canon’, they weren’t talking about your father. They were talking about you,” Ning said.
He finally understood the misunderstandings he had from not realizing that ‘Canon’ was just a surname, and could be referring to any of the 3.
Since he had been in the party where big figures were present, they would only call the old man ‘Canon’, and refer to the younger ones by their name.
However, the normal folks couldn’t show a noble such disrespect and called every one of the family members, a Canon.
“So you were the one behind the killings in the village for the last 3 years, for the bandit attack last night, and in some ways, you were responsible for the death of the old uncle,” Ning said as fury started raging back in his eyes.
“Stop talking so much you idiot and die,” Kell shouted.
Suddenly, Ning was doused in oil once again.
“Sh*t, another Invoker.”
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