Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior Chapter 14

Merchant and Blacksmith (4)

A moment of silence fell on the street. Everyone turned their gaze to where the disk of light stopped.

“order……?”

What looked like a disk of light was a hatchet.

The hatchet neatly split the flagstone in half and buried its head deep in the ground beneath it.

“Isn’t it a spell?”

Someone muttered helplessly.

The first to come to his senses was the gangster holding a dagger to Penny’s throat.

“Fuck! Everyone, come to your senses! The attack…gagging!”

The gangster who was shouting vomited blood from his mouth and fell down. The guy’s back had sunk down as if it had been hit by a hammer.

As the gangster fell, Penny’s body, which he was holding, also swayed.

There was a hand gently supporting it.

“You idiots.”

Next to the corpse of a fallen gangster.

Dallen walked out through the fog and spat on the floor.

He carefully laid the unconscious Penny on the ground and raised the gangster’s blood-dripping fist.

The thugs looked back and forth between Dallen’s fist and the hatchet stuck in the ground, his only weapon among the cloth fluttering in the winter wind.

And someone shouted.

“That bastard has no weapons! “Now is your chance!”

“Fuck you!”

“Screw you!”

The thugs rushed in, screaming ‘waaaah’.

Dallen chuckled.

***

“Ugh. What a monster…”

Wood clatter!

A gangster who was running away dragging his broken leg had his neck twisted and died.

Dallen looked down at the fallen body of the gangster for a moment. After blowing his nose with a sigh, he picked up the penny that had been lying on the street and draped it over his shoulder.

“Now what about you…”

Blacksmith LeVeron stammered with a bewildered look on his face.

It took Dallen less than five minutes to dispose of forty thugs.

If you stab them with a knife, they will cut off the blade or break your wrist. If you tried to cling to him, he would just punch you in the face.

He broke through an army of hundreds of frogmen without a weapon.

There was no way I was going to be a match for a local gangster like this in the first place.

On the contrary, it would have been more difficult to keep things in one’s hands to some extent, considering LeVeron and other citizens.

Fortunately, the force control was roughly successful, so the gangsters were able to die gracefully with their necks twisted or their backs bent.

‘No matter what, we can’t have forty people’s worth of intestines lined up near the main street.’

After retrieving the ax stuck in the flagstone, Dallon approached LeVeron, who was still gaping.

“Here are twenty-six gold coins.”

LeVeron accepted the bag with a puzzled expression.

He looked at the money bag for a moment and then spoke in a slightly trembling voice.

“…Why are you doing this to me?”

Dallen shrugged.

“There’s nothing wrong with being friends with a blacksmith. Like I said, please make good armor. A sword and a shield, too.”

“…….”

LeVeron was speechless. Hmm, I guess I need some time.

Leaving the blacksmith, who seemed to have lost his mind, for a moment, Dallon grabbed the collar of one of the thugs who was lying down.

“Ugh!”

“Where are you pretending to be?”

A gangster whose wrist was bleeding profusely and one of his legs was grotesquely broken.

This was the same guy who was threatening LeVeron earlier and stroking Penny’s face.

I thought he seemed like the leader of this group of gangsters, so I kept only one of them alive.

I need to know why Telia Company is acting so extreme.

“Are you the leader of these guys?”

“Ugh. “That’s right.”

“name.”

“…Bankal.”

The gangster, who called himself Bankal, gritted his teeth and glanced at Dallen’s face.

His eyes were full of venom, and he had a somewhat angry expression. Dallen asked.

“Do you know me?”

“Ugh, do you know? Of course I know. You are the one who brutally murdered our inn family ten days ago! “I feel sorry for the family members who suffered that day… Oh my!”

That’s a lot of talk.

Dallen, who gently caressed the gangster leader’s cheek, pointed to the bag of gold coins that LeVeron was holding.

“Including interest this month, it is twenty-six florins.”

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.”

“But this isn’t what your superiors want, is it?”

The gangster leader shook his head vigorously, spitting out his broken teeth. The poison in his eyes had disappeared and he seemed like a gentle sheep.

“Then tell me.”

Dallen grabbed the gangster by the collar again and lifted him up. This time I was at eye level with him.

Its toes lifted off the ground and struggled.

“What did the merchants say?”

With his face right in front of the gangster’s nose, Dallen asked clearly and forcefully.

“I told you to catch them all.”

“who.”

“Artisans. Merchants. “He gave instructions to capture them or kill them if that was not possible.”

“who?”

The hoodlum hesitated. Dallen put a little more strength into his grip on my collar.

Dallen asked the gangster who was wheezing out of breath one more time.

“Who ordered it?”

“Te Telia…Shanghai…Boris Telia…Uuuuuuu!”

The hoodlum suddenly screamed.

At that moment, Dallon’s superhuman senses sensed something strange.

Inside the body of a gangster.

Something was stirring.

A strange sense of heterogeneity was evident from the violently beating heart, panting lungs, and tense muscles.

Excited.

Pulse rises.

“Hmm.”

The foul smell of blood dissolves in my exhaled breath.

Dallen, who saw the gun in the gangster’s eyes, immediately threw him into the wall of the building.

Grrrr!

A gangster who howls like an animal while flying.

Gagging!

It hits the wall and bounces off, blood and flesh flying out behind its back.

Dallen rushed in without hesitation, pulled out his axe, and brought it down.

Wow!

The gangster’s head, which had begun to twist grotesquely, fell to the ground.

Kakak. Gakkagak.

The headless body writhed and glowed.

The skin turned dark red, and the limbs began to become covered with something that looked like dead skin. Scraping the floor with my fingertips was like watching a ghost from a horror movie.

Fortunately, the glow didn’t last long. In any case, a headless body was a dead body.

“…Unbelievable.”

After watching the limp body for a moment, LeVeron opened his mouth.

“What on earth does that mean?”

Dallen answered briefly.

“Monster.”

Monster.

The main force promoted by the apostles of retrograde.

There are still many shortcomings in their regenerative power granting technology, but monster transformation was not enough to be used in actual combat at this point.

If an ordinary human undergoes the procedure, he or she becomes a monster with strength exceeding that of an adult.

An army of monsters that move strategically under the instructions of high-ranking apostles and attack without heeding even if their limbs are cut off.

And unlike monsters like Frogman, an army of monsters could be produced explosively in a short period of time.

Beggars are widespread in the Bronze District.

Because all we had to do was kidnap them and perform the procedure.

“Rotten.”

It seems they have made a decision.

A monster like this should never be left loose on the street.

No matter how much the Bronze Guard does not interfere with back alley matters, they are extremely thorough when it comes to civil unrest issues.

Additionally, kidnapping artisans and merchants and taking their skills and money meant one thing.

Sigh.

Dallen put the ax in his belt and handed LeVeron the penny he was still carrying on one shoulder.

“Go in and lie down. “I just lost consciousness momentarily due to strangulation, so there won’t be any problem.”

“Where are you going?”

asked LeVeron, holding up a penny. Dallen turned his head towards the fog-filled street.

“The top of Galios. “The gold coins in your hand came from the safe at the top.”

He said, kicking one of the lying corpses.

“I think these guys are targeting one of my rich customers.”

Release the hired thugs and conscript people.

In addition, some of the gangsters have already undergone monster transformation surgery.

Dallen knew what Telia Company’s move meant.

‘Apostles of retrograde. ‘They are trying to execute the Great Plan ahead of time.’

Their great plan is to realize the Great Master’s will to tear down the seven walls.

This means an all-out war against the city.

And since they have already decided to launch an all-out war, they will probably be determined to get rid of anything that bothers them.

What Dallen was worried about was the safety of the Galios clan.

‘The request they were going to entrust to me was related to Telia Company.’

Just looking at the fact that the merchant was trying to entrust a request to a sword-wielding mercenary, it was obvious that the merchant’s relationship with the Telia Company was not very good.

If I didn’t hurry, I could have lost a piece that would be of great help in the future.

‘Volkma, that guy is a chatterbox and a bit of a snob.’

Still, if you are a merchant, you have to be that much of a snob.

It also means that you are capable, so you will be able to use it to your advantage in the future.

Trudging.

Dallen walked into the fog-filled street.

He stopped walking for a moment, looked back, and said.

“Please keep the door locked for a few days.”

“…….”

“When I’m done, I’ll come pick up the armor and weapons.”

The large warrior soon disappeared into Ange.

LeVeron was unable to answer in the end.

***

Dallen ran down the alley.

Falcion is a huge and complex city, and it takes a long time by carriage to get from the blacksmith shop to the top branch of Galios.

In addition, it was obvious that the crowds on the main street in the morning were slowly starting to increase, adding even more to that number.

‘Rotten. It’s already starting to get crowded.’

At the exit of the alley, Dallon stopped.

The street in front of me already seemed crowded with people and horse carriages.

Damn traffic jam.

He put strength on his toes.

widely!

His body lightly kicked the ground and floated in the air.

He grabs the window frame of the building and pulls himself up, while simultaneously kicking the wall with his foot again.

widely! Crack!

After repeating this a few times, he was already on the roof of a four-story building.

‘Let’s go.’

Dallen ran again.

Ignoring the crowds filling the main street, I race from roof to roof.

Someone found him and screamed. Dallen paid no attention.

There was no way for personal information to be exposed to this extent. I was glad this wasn’t Earth.

If it were Earth, everyone would be on their phones and there would already be an uproar on the Internet.

‘No, there would be no reason to run around on the roof like this in the first place.’

I laughed at the absurd thought. I’m sweating. Dallen’s running speed was almost like that of a horse galloping on flat ground.

For the first time in a long time, Dallen felt that not only his body but also his head was getting warmer.

Ten days spent in the city is enough time for your superhuman intelligence to create your own map in your head.

Inside Dallen’s brain, a three-dimensional navigation system with a rough outline of the Bronze Zone was displayed.

Of course, the difference from the real navigation was obvious.

In that it ignores all the roads that are designed to be taken normally and pioneers a route that is as straight as possible.

widely!

I stepped on the railing again and ran. The upper branch was visible in the distance.

At that time, several suspicious signs caught Dallon’s widely scattered senses.

‘There are passengers.’

Dallen focused his senses on them.

Weird profit-suddenly.

The sound of a pulley pulling a highly elastic string and putting a string on the trigger. Choosing the right position for sniping.

Assassins. They are also professional snipers with crossbows.

Dallen didn’t stop. Chasing them one by one was a waste of time.

The deployment of snipers surrounding the building at the top. There was only one thing they were aiming for.

‘Galios Merchant Marine.’

Dallen’s eyes quickly scanned the upper building.

Early moning. The workers have already started work, but the merchant has not yet come down.

‘The owner’s residence is on the 4th floor… it’s over there.’

Dallon’s excellent vision caught the image of the Galios Tower through the dimly reflected sunlight above the window.

He was in his pajamas.

‘I guess I just woke up.’

Dallen chuckled. He took a deep breath. Pick up your running speed and take a step forward.

Damn it!

The plaster roof cracks underfoot.

Quang!

His massive body flew through the sky.

After jumping over the street and flying over a distance of more than ten meters, Dallon broke through the fourth-floor window of the building and entered.

Kwajangchang!

“what! “Who are you?”

Volkmar, dressed in his pajamas, froze in shock. Dallen, who had rolled around on the carpet, got up and took long strides towards him.

And then he grabbed his shoulder with a harsh hand.

“Da Dallon?! “Why are you…?”

“Bow down.”

Galios threw himself first. It was the survival instinct of an experienced merchant.

Pippipiping—!

As he lay on the floor, a series of terrifying sounding noises were heard in his ears. He instinctively closed his eyes.

After what seemed like an eternity passed.

“There you are.”

Volkmar narrowed his eyes at his usual calm tone.