Chapter 96: Veigar’s Death

Three minutes?

Watson was amused. They had underestimated him. Well, anyone who saw his appearance would treat him like a child. Who would have thought that a ten-year-old child was the person in charge of Blackmoon Castle?

“Young Master Watson, these evil bandits spoke so rudely to you. Please allow me to kill them all,” Allen, who stood behind Watson, said as he glanced downward.

He was the one who first discovered those bandits while he was on patrol. He immediately told Watson that there were still 64 Blackmoon Knights and five mages with him.

“That’s right, Young Master Watson. These bandits are very hateful. Many people at the border have lost their lives because of them! Young Master, let me go out and fight for the people,” Liszt said as he held the longsword by his waist; he had a hateful expression on his face.

“Young Master, I want to fight too.” The burly man, William, carried a hammer and stepped forward, followed by the other members of the Blackmoon Knights. “So do we!”

Since Watson told them not to reveal themselves, they did not act rashly.

Watson’s second sister, Nindy, stood behind the Blackmoon Knights. She was there because she heard that someone had caused trouble outside the wall. Her mother, Catherine, was worried that Watson would go there alone, so she had asked her to look after him. Nindy was also curious about the person bold enough to offend Blackmoon Castle.

“Nindy, those are bandit gangs! This is the first time I’ve seen a member of a bandit gang alive. Can I join the battle?”

Indix looked excited; her green hair danced in the wind. She wanted to walk toward Watson, but Nindy pulled her back and reprimanded her, “Indix, don’t make a scene. We’re mages. Mages are very vulnerable before they finish casting their spells! There are so many archers in the bandit gang. What if you get shot?”

“It doesn’t matter. I’m a silver-tier mage now. With the iron water barrier spell, I’m immune to most attacks! Besides, I’ve just learned the silver-tier spell, the water-elemental warrior summon. I haven’t used it yet.” Indix pouted in dissatisfaction.

Among the mages in Blackmoon Castle, she was the most talented one, aside from Nindy. The two female mages were the only iron-tier mages that Folson had selected in his group. They were also the first mages in the group to advance to the silver tier. Besides Nindy, Indix had also mastered both spells for the water-elemental warrior summon and the mine cannonball.

Nindy sighed when the other three male mages were also excited after they heard Indix’s words. She had no right to criticize them as she felt the same way too.

Watson waited until the discussion was over before he waved his hand. “Don’t worry, everyone. I’ll see if I can drive these bandits away. If they insist on committing evil deeds, then you can attack them.”

“Young Master Watson is really merciful, but not everyone in this world is worthy of forgiveness.” Liszt sighed.

Watson did not say anything more. Instead, he turned around and shouted toward the people outside the wall. “Your three minutes are almost up. Are you retreating? I’ve warned you. Blackmoon Castle is very powerful; you are no match for us. But we love peace and don’t want to see needless bloodshed. Did you want Obsidian Gold?”

Watson activated his fusion skill and grabbed some stones from the wall. Then, he fused it into dozens of fine pieces the size of his palm and threw them down the wall.

“I’ll give you some. You can leave if you’re satisfied.”

Satisfied?

Veigar’s veins on his forehead bulged when he saw the obsidian gold by his feet. He felt humiliated. They were bandits, not beggars. Did the kid give him alms?

Did he want the obsidian gold? No, he wanted the entire wall and the lives of everyone in Blackmoon Castle.

“Three minutes have passed. I’m sorry, Kid, you haven’t made the right decision! Now, I’ll just have to ask you to die.”

Veigar spread his combat aura wings that were wrapped in lightning and flew toward Watson. In the blink of an eye, he had crossed the wall that was dozens of meters high. The other bandits looked at him and then at Watson; their expressions were full of pity.

“This kid is finished. Even though we don’t know how he managed to tear the wall when Lord Veigar couldn’t do it, he has angered a silver-tier elite. He’s only a child; how can he resist?”

“Since Lord Veigar isn’t here, let’s take advantage of this opportunity to keep these obsidian gold pieces. We don’t want anyone to get them first.”

A few clever bandits went to pick the obsidian gold up from the ground. Meanwhile, Veigar had also reached the top of the wall. He stretched his hands out to hold the dual blades on his back; he was prepared to slash at the youth in front of him. However, the moment his hands touched the weapons, he was suddenly stunned.

He realized that the child had not been alone; there were dozens of people with him, and all of them stared at him with wide eyes.

“What… What’s going on?” Veigar was dumbfounded. He did not know that there were so many people on the wall.

However, it did not matter. He was a silver-tier warrior. Even if those people were all bronze-tier warriors, they would not be able to stop him. On the contrary, the armor that those people wore shone with a silver light. It was extremely attractive. One look and one could tell that they were not ordinary items. Veigar licked his lips greedily; he felt that he had done the right thing when he chose to be the first person to go up the wall.

“I’ve given you two chances, but you did not take it. Then don’t blame me for being harsh.”

Watson revealed a childish and innocent smile. Veigar felt that it was strange. Was the kid stupid? He was not even scared when he was about to die. Instead, the child laughed. He even said that he would give Veigar a chance. Was that a joke?

“Everyone, you can go ahead.”

The Blackmoon Knights, who had been waiting for Watson’s words, revealed a bloodthirsty glint toward Veigar as their combat aura wings appeared behind their backs. Veigar had mocked Watson, but at that moment, his expression had frozen on his face.

Combat aura wings!

Silver-tier warriors!

Those people in front of him were silver-tier warriors!

With his mouth agape, Veigar looked at the scene in disbelief. It was no wonder the young child did not panic. There were so many silver-tier warriors there to protect him. However, he had never heard of such a powerful force at the border, except for the Fairy Castle. Was the child from the Fairy Castle? Was he the border count’s illegitimate son?

His palms were on the scimitars on his back, but Veigar did not draw his sword. Instead, he turned around and prepared to escape. There were too many elites on the same level as he; he would only court death if he were to rush forward. However, a man in heavy water-elemental armor shouted, “Come here, you!” Then the man grabbed his wings.

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“Why is Veigar so slow? It’s only a chile, and he’s the Green Lightning Bolt. Should we call him a green snail instead?”

Sven tapped the crutch in his hand as he waited impatiently.

A minute had passed since Veigar flew up toward the wall. He saw the man disappear to the other side of the wall behind the young child. He had no idea what had happened.

Sven let him go up first so that the man could scout ahead. Even if the man found something good, it would not have looked good if he stayed there on purpose. After a few moments of hesitation, Sven spread his black wings. Lady Gluttony, who was nearby, had the same thought. Her rabbit mask began to glow, and her feet gradually left the ground.

At that moment, a heart-wrenching roar echoed from the other side of the wall. It sounded like Veigar’s voice, and it made the bandits shudder. Then, one of the bandits pointed at the sky and shouted shrilly, “Look at the sky!”

Everyone looked up and saw a dignified middle-aged man in silver armor. He held a longsword in one hand and Veigar in the other as he floated in the air. Veigar’s head had twisted to the side at an impossible angle, and his eyes were wide open as if he was angry and had seen something unbelievable. He was dead.