Assassin's Chronicle - Chapter 118

Chapter 118

Chapter 118: Power of Money

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Christian closed his eyes slowly . He thought he had already seen some of the ugliest things in the caravan camp, but now he knew he was wrong .

Anfey, on the other hand, was not affected . He already knew what to expect when he saw a mercenary walking out of the tent pulling his pants up and wearing a satisfied expression on his face .

A repulsive scene was revealed . A woman was on the ground, her arms fell next to her body . Her wrists were slashed . Her legs were wide apart, and there were large wounds on the inside of her knees . Anfey narrowed his eyes . He was very familiar with human anatomy and knew that whoever did this to the woman was very cruel . The woman must have been powerful enough to be a threat, but the mercenaries didn’t want to use any antimagic bracelets and instead resorted to the most primal and painful way to weaken her .

The woman must have been beautiful once, but an ugly scar on the right side of her face had destroyed her beauty . Perhaps that was why Ahab abandoned her to this fate . A mercenary was thrusting into the woman and looked like he was about to reach the peak of happiness . He was completely unaware of the new parties in the tent .

The princess suddenly let out a heart-wrenching wail . She jumped forward and leaped onto the mercenary, beating him with her fists, trying to get him away from her friend . The mercenary shoved her aside and the princess fell to the ground . She was only a junior mage, and not in the best physical shape . She was no match for a mercenary .

"Christian, get him away from her," Anfey instructed .

Christian hesitated . If he could unleash his full power, he would not hesitate in doing so . He was fully capable of killing the mercenary in the blink of an eye . However, his mind was telling him to hold back . His was a newly found mercenary group, the other was an established merchant’s caravan . Both sides exist legally . If he killed someone, his group would attract attention and could become wanted criminals .

Christian released a wind blade that hit the mercenary on the leg . The mercenary screamed . He jumped up and grabbed his longsword .

Mercenaries were very aware of their surroundings . A few moments after the mercenary screamed, a group of mercenaries already surrounded the tent . "Don’t worry, don’t worry," Ahab explained hurriedly . "We’re all friends . No enemies here!"

The leader of the mercenaries was a man with a thick beard . He looked at his wounded companion, then turned his gaze to Anfey and Christian . He narrowed his eyes in malice, but did not act . The two parties had been traveling alongside each other for a few days and had some understanding of each other’s power .

The mercenaries didn’t know about Suzanna, or else they wouldn’t have done anything, even if Christian had killed the man . They would keep their anger to themselves until they reached White Mountain City . The mercenaries knew there were mages in Alibaba mercenary group, with two of them being junior magisters . They were worried about the consequences .

"Make him shut up . I’ll give you forty coins for him," Anfey said . He turned to Isis, and said, "I’ll give you fifty for her . That’s three hundred in total . Satisfied?"

"Of course, of course," Ahab said . He never expected the two women he had found to be so valuable . Normally, even if he had sold all his slaves, he still wouldn’t make three hundred gold coins .

The bearded mercenary nodded and looked happy . He kicked the wailing mercenary and said, "Shut it . " Money was undeniably powerful . It could buy obedience, friendship, and power . It could also turn foes into friends in seconds .

"My lord," Ahab said, smiling . "You know that the journey is tiring and they can’t touch the other ones I have . The older ones aren’t as much fun, so…"

"Yes, my lord," the bearded mercenary said . "That woman injured a few of our men . All they wanted to do was to have a little fun . "

"I understand," Anfey said, smiling . "We’re all men, aren’t we?"

Christian was angry, but when he saw Anfey’s smile, he felt relief . He knew that whenever Anfey smiled, it was a prelude to murder .

Ahab and the mercenaries laughed . They thought that Anfey was a good man . He didn’t hesitate when making a move, and was very understanding .

The princess looked as if she couldn’t understand what they were saying . She moved over to her friend and cradled the woman in her arms . Tears rolled down her face and fell onto the woman . Isis kept staring at the ceiling of the tent .

"Send someone to take her to my carriage . You come with me to get the money . "

"Of course," Ahab replied .

The princess held Isis tightly in her arms and would not let go . The mercenaries didn’t want to shove her aside, so they found a stretcher and carried both women with them . Ahab and the bearded mercenary followed Anfey closely .

Riska was organizing their camps . Seeing that Anfey and Christian had returned with men he did not know, he walked over and looked at him curiously .

"Riska, go find our money chest with Feller . "

"What?"

Christian looked at Riska and nodded . The latter hurried off to go find Feller . Suzanna was talking with Niya inside the carriage . She heard his voice and asked, "Anfey, what’s wrong?" She reach out to pull the curtain back .

"Stay inside," Anfey said loudly .

Suzanna’s hand, which was already out of the carriage, froze and quickly disappeared again . It was just a glance, but Ahab and the mercenary could tell the hand looked very small and soft, very similar to the princess’s . A woman with hands like that shouldn’t be too ugly .

"You…" Niya called out, angered by Anfey’s attitude . She didn’t say anything else after that, clearly stopped by Suzanna .

"Be quiet . Can't you tell? My lord is angry," Suzanna said softly .

"What lord…" Niya said, but she fell silent again .

Ahab and the mercenary glanced at each other . They now knew that there was another woman in the carriage, and that Anfey must have been a noble who thought it would be fun to be a mercenary .

Anfey had always admired Suzanna . Seeing that she cooperated with him so seamlessly, he thought even more highly of her .

Anfey glanced at Ahab and knew that they did not notice whether anything was off .

Riska and Feller returned . Riska stopped the levitation spell, and the chest fell to the group . It was apparent that the chest was very heavy .

Anfey opened the chest . Light bounced off of the gold coins inside and shone brilliantly, coating everything around it in a soft gold . Anfey didn’t care for it, but people Ahab brought with him all stood there, stunned .

The chest was full of coins . For people like Ahab, there was nothing more beautiful than that .

"Feller, get me three hundred coins," Anfey said .

Feller walked over and counted three hundred exactly . He put them all in a pouch and handed the heavy bag to Anfey .

When Feller was counting the coins, the people accompanying Ahab all stood there, staring . Their bodies were shaking, and if the gold coins were edible, they would have devoured them .

"Three hundred coins," Anfey said, raising his voice . "You want to count it?"

Ahab turned around and looked as if he had just woken from a pleasant dream . He took the heavy pouch, a muscle on his face twitching slightly .

"Count it," Anfey said, smiling .

"No, no need for that," Ahab said, smiling awkwardly .

"If there are any other good ones, save them for me, eh?"

"Of course, of course . "

"Alright," Anfey said, waving his hands . "We’re done, then . "

"We’ll be on our way," Ahab said . He elbowed the mercenary, who mumbled something and nodded .