Imprisoned for a Trillion Years, I Was Worshipped by All Gods! - Chapter 584 - Chapter140-You're the One Who's an Intruder
With a deafening bang, the soldier who had been shot cried out in pain and collapsed onto the ground.
The other guards immediately frowned and drew their weapons, ready to apprehend these troublemakers on the spot.
But just then, a masked middle-aged man appeared out of nowhere and barked an order:
“Stand down!”
The soldiers instantly froze, because they could clearly sense the overwhelming pressure radiating from the middle-aged man.
None of them dared to act recklessly against such an obvious powerhouse.
“These people are bounty hunters,” the man explained calmly.
“I invited them here to the capital.”
He patiently detailed the arrangement to the soldiers.
However, the guards weren’t easily swayed.
They knew full well what bounty hunters were—
heartless mercenaries, slaves to money, shunned by all proper nations, Plantagenet Kingdom included.
Still, while they disdained bounty hunters, sometimes certain… unsavory tasks had to be handled.
And of course, the great powers of the world couldn’t get their own hands dirty.
That’s where bounty hunters came in—
—those who could wield dirty, ruthless methods without shame.
Seeing their lingering resistance, the middle-aged man sighed softly.
He motioned for the squad leader among the soldiers to come closer and spoke in a low voice:
“Do you know who hired these bounty hunters?”
The squad leader shook his head slowly.
The masked man leaned in and said cryptically:
“The imperial capital roars like a lion, its voice shaking the heavens.”
The squad leader, a veteran of the political world, immediately understood the hidden meaning behind the words.
Lioncrest Academy—
—most likely, it was Lioncrest Academy that had issued the commission.
Without further hesitation, the squad leader turned and barked at his subordinates:
“Let them in.”
“But Captain, Leslie was just—”
Before the soldier could finish speaking, the mustached bounty hunter moved like lightning.
He slung an arm around the soldier’s shoulders and pressed the cold barrel of his silver pistol directly against the soldier’s temple.
“Easy there, kid,” the bounty hunter said lazily.
“You can eat whatever you want, but you can’t just spout nonsense.”
He smiled, though the glint in his eyes was ice-cold.
“The bullet I used earlier was rubber. At worst, it knocks someone out. Killing? Absolutely impossible.”
Then, his tone shifted into a chilling threat.
He slowly thumbed back the hammer of his pistol and whispered:
“But this next shot? I can’t promise it’ll be rubber.”
The soldier broke into a cold sweat.
Fortunately, the bounty hunter was only trying to scare him and didn’t actually pull the trigger.
Soon after, the middle-aged man led the bounty hunters into the city,
while the squad leader stood at the gates, staring pensively at their retreating backs.
“Captain! Captain! Leslie’s awake!”
One of the soldiers rushed over, shouting excitedly.
Sure enough, Leslie, who had been shot, was now groaning and clutching his swollen forehead as he slowly got up from the ground.
The squad leader nodded and ordered:
“Get Leslie treated. Then send him home to rest. He can return to duty in three days.”
“Understood!”
The soldier saluted, but then hesitated.
“Captain, why were you spacing out just now?
Is there something suspicious about those bounty hunters?”
The captain frowned slightly and muttered,
“There is, actually.”
He glanced around cautiously before continuing in a hushed tone:
“Bard, you know I’m not originally from the imperial capital, right?”
“Of course,” Bard replied immediately.
“But what does that matter, Captain?
You’ve dedicated yourself to the Plantagenet Kingdom, setting an example for all of us.
Even if you weren’t born here, I’d still gladly follow your orders!”
“Enough with the flattery,” the captain said, waving a hand impatiently.
“Listen carefully.
Before coming here to serve, I spent some time living in Barton Kingdom.”
At this, Bard’s eyes widened.
“And those bounty hunters who just entered…” the captain continued slowly,
“…they were speaking with a clear Barton Kingdom accent.”
“What?!”
Bard gasped, utterly stunned.
“You mean that Barton?!
The Barton Kingdom that’s our mortal enemy?!”
“What other Barton do you think I mean?” the captain snapped.
“Of course it’s that Barton.”
“But why?!”
Bard asked, his voice full of confusion.
“If it was just about hiring some bounty hunters to do dirty work,
there are plenty of skilled ones inside our own kingdom.
Why specifically invite bounty hunters from Barton of all places?”
The captain stroked his chin thoughtfully, clearly just as puzzled.
“How would I know?
Just focus on your duty.
The less we meddle in things above our pay grade, the better.”
Not long after entering the city, the middle-aged man turned around and addressed the bounty hunters with a heavy sigh:
“Keep a low profile.
If you make too much noise, you’ll alert the target.”
“Before we start the mission,
I’ll find a safe hideout for you.
Stay put and behave yourselves.”
The mustached bounty hunter flicked the brim of his hat with a smirk.
“Why make things so complicated?” he drawled.
“You tell us where the target is,
and tomorrow morning, we’ll deliver their head to you.
That’s how bounty hunters work. Simple.”
The middle-aged man’s expression darkened in alarm.
“No! This mission is extremely important.
We must proceed cautiously!”
The bounty hunter chuckled again—
but this time, there was a chilling hint of menace in his laugh.
“Caution? Screw caution,” he sneered.
“You seem to be under some kind of delusion, pal.
We bounty hunters have plenty of jobs lined up.”
“After we’re done with yours,
we have other contracts waiting.
We don’t have time to play your slow, secretive games.”
Seeing the middle-aged man hesitate further, the mustached bounty hunter sighed dramatically.
“Fine, fine.
I get it.
You big shots who won’t even reveal your real identities have your worries.
I’m not asking you to lead us there yourself.”
“Just tell us the target’s location.
This ‘Sirius Academy,’ or whatever it’s called.”
As soon as he said that, a nearby passerby let out an exclamation:
“Sirius Academy?!
You folks heading to Sirius Academy?”
The bounty hunter immediately turned around and grinned.
“That’s right.
You know where it is?”
The passerby slapped his thigh in excitement.
“Well, isn’t that a coincidence!
I’m heading there myself!
Heard there’s a student at Sirius who took on almost the entire Lioncrest combat force solo—
—and even personally killed that Eisen guy!”
“Everyone in the capital wants to catch a glimpse of that little monster!”
The mustached bounty hunter bared his teeth in a wide grin.
In bounty hunter slang, this was called “walking right into the gun barrel.”
“Then what are we waiting for, buddy? Lead the way.”
“Sure thing!”
The passerby responded eagerly and started leading them through the city streets.
Along the way, they ran into more and more curious folks.
News of bounty hunters—even foreign ones from Barton Kingdom—being interested in Sirius Academy spread like wildfire.
In no time at all, a large crowd had gathered, all excitedly following the bounty hunters.
Everyone knew the vile reputation bounty hunters carried.
But it was precisely because of that infamy that they yearned to see it—
—to witness Alan, the student prodigy, thrashing these despicable mercenaries.
They wanted to see evil punished and justice upheld—
—and watching Alan deliver that justice with his own hands would be nothing short of exhilarating.
The fact that these bounty hunters were from Barton Kingdom, their mortal enemy?
That just made it even sweeter.
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