Chapter 982: The Execution I
Chapter 982: The Execution I
chapter 982: the execution i
arad approached the guild master, "sorry about the mess back there. i was just looking to talk, but they seemed quite rattled."
"don't worry about it." the guild master giggled, "i should've warned them. but honestly, i also wanted to see how well you'll fare against hunters." balon's squad was b-rank but the members' ranks varied, balon himself was an a-rank, the same with the wizard woman, the rogue that got his butt clapped to oblivion, and the ranger who sat quiet and watched.
in terms of raw stat, arad wasn't any stronger than a normal human his size, and probably won't even classify as a c or a d ranker. but, the skills, the martial arts, the quick wit, and the battle experience he learned from everyone around him were now paying off.
when alcott was gravely weakened by his contradicting curses, he could still humiliate a- rankers with his sheer skill and mastery of the martial arts. arad now is in the same situation, his superhuman powers nowhere to be found, but his skills are still sharper than any blade.
"i'll have you registered as a special hunter so you can sell monster parts or take quests, and i'll make sure no one asks for your identity, is that okay with you?" he combed his long beard. "yeah, knowing who i am might cause me more trouble than benefits." arad is well aware that if people knew who he was, their attitudes and actions around him would change drastically. without his draconic senses, he would have no way of confirming if people are genuine or just acting around him, which would make decisions extremely hard.
at that moment, a man walked into the guild, weirded by the disassembled door, "what did happen?" he looked at the door, "probably just repairs, anyway." he looked at everyone in the guild, "it's almost time! let's go watch."
all the hunters' faces changed into a smile as they stood, rushing out. if they wanted to get a decent view, they had to rush.
"what's up with them?" arad looked at the guild master.
"it's an execution, they are going to watch it." he replied and turned toward mary. "an accursed witch that spent decades cursing the lands and people, we finally caught and are going to cut her head off."
the fairy flew before arad's face, sparks of magic floating around her body. "she's an evil witch, many died to her curses." she started dramatically acting, putting herself in a fake ethereal guitar made of magic. "her head would go chop! chop! and her body will go brrrrrrr!" she engulfed herself in flame.
with a puff of smoke, the fairy's theatrical magic disappeared and she looked at arad with an exhausted face. "bitch getting what she deserved, if it was for me, i'll work her in the whore hole for the rest of her life." the fairy's face twisted into a cynical grin. "death is going easy on her."
"we aren't allowed to go that far." mary glared at her, "it's up to the goddess to punish her, our job is merely sending the witch to her."
to the people of this world, great sins that couldn't be possibly attuned to in life aren't that big of a problem. their goddess yog would take on the job of punishing the sinners, all the people need to do is execute the sinner in a specific way.
arad tripped the poor man and jumped out of the house through the bath's tiny window, almost ripping it off. he could still hear the man cursing and shouting behind him, but arad had other matters to worry about. he was now faced with a large wall, he's stuck between buildings with no other way to escape than the house he came through.
"what did you expect? a fucking miracle? you don't even know the village's layout, do you?" the fairy was pulling on his ear, screaming directly inside.
he looked at the jagged wall, since it was out of sight it was never finished, and he could see the wooden beams and window frames. it was a golden chance, he rushed forward and started climbing, from one window to another, and from one crack and beam to another, he raced up. "are you half a spider or something?" the fairy cried, but arad wasn't listening, he had finally climbed to the roof and could see several houses before him.
arad didn't stop for a second and kept running on the rooftops, jumping from one house to another until he reached the last house overlooking the plaza.
hundreds if not thousands of people were gathered in there around the execution stage, shouting, cheering, and clapping. men, women, children, everyone had their eyes fixed on a single armored carriage that was parked beside the stage.
the carriage's door opened up, and four armed knights in full plate armor walked out, dragging a woman behind them with a chair. the woman was chained from both of her hands and legs, wearing a pale white robe, and walked barefoot. the moment her steps slowed down, the knights would yank on the chair to drag her forward.
the guillotine's blade was getting raised, and arad could spot a woman in silver armor standing beside it. unlike the other knights her armor, large sword, and frills decorating her armor, she was their leader, no doubt.
"the inquisitor; she tracks and hunts criminals. to the people, she's their hero." the fairy looked at arad, "don't you dare start a fight with her, you'll end up under the blade in
seconds."
the knights had already started pushing the people away from the stage with barriers, getting ready to chop the woman's head. for a second, arad noticed it, the inquisitor had seen him standing on the roof and their eyes met.
the inquisitor looked at two of her knights, "suspicious individual on the roof, i see now ranged weapons, but stay alert." she could've ordered them to shoot him, but she didn't know if he was a threat or just a random person watching from the rooftops since he didn't get here
in time.
suspicious means she isn't sure whether he's guilty or not, and so she won't attack first. she only kills the guilty.
she started walking before the guillotine, watching her guards and the people with her hands behind her back. she's finally putting a deadly criminal beneath the blade, and no one shall
get in her way.
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