His Decision (8)

Hans admonished his friend for being so pathetic .

"Do you think an Outsider is silly enough to drink beer in a public tavern like this?!"

"It isn't bad to be vigilant… Hey, where are you going?"

"I'm going to give that stupid foreigner a real taste of our town . "

Hans shook off his friend's hand and asked the owner for two glasses of dark beer .

It was the first foreigner to visit in a long time . He seemed like a wanderer but he appeared to be interested in some of the conversations in the tavern .

"Hey, dude . Can I join you?"

It was a polite question, but it didn't require an answer . Hans sat down without waiting for such an answer . He then pushed away the beer that the hooded man was drinking and replaced it with his dark beer .

"It's on me . Get rid of that pale, smelly beer . This is the good stuff . "

At that moment, the quiet man's mouth opened .

"… Go . "

"What?"

"Take your friend and leave within 30 seconds . "

"… "

Hans was embarrassed . He had done this foreigner a favor and in return he received a deportation order as compensation .

"You are a rude man . Where are you from? From the North? Oh, I see . You're from…"

"Too late . "

*Bang*

Suddenly, Hans looked over his shoulder at the source of the noise .

There were two people striding through the wide open door .

An insidious voice echoed in the tavern .

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to my show!"

The man who had spoken was rather tall and wore a nice suit . But unusually, he had a funny Pierrot mask on his face .

However, in contrast to the ridiculous mask, the people in the bar had goosebumps on their arms for some reason . There was a leash dangling from his hand and it was connected to the neck of the middle-aged man who came in together with him .

"I, Pierrot, will be running this show . Nice to meet you . "

The gorgeous clothes of the middle-aged man were dusty and torn . His obviously once muscular body was now wrecked from torture, like a tattered piece of cloth .

His dignified appearance was gone, now replaced with uncontrollable trembling and a look stricken with terror .

Hans recognized the face of the middle-aged man and inadvertently revealed his shock .

"And let me introduce my assistant! Great Kingdom of Steel, King of Divide! Your Majesty Colora Ahs F Waldersch!"

Nobody responded . No one dared to meddle in the unfolding situation .

Silence . Everyone was frozen in horror and could say nothing .

The sound of flies buzzing in the air seemed louder than thunder .

With a gesture that he was playing, Pierrot Mask un-summoned the bondage that tied the king's hands and took off the eye patch that covered his eyes .

The eyes of the King of Divide were finally revealed . They were filled with tears .

"Hey! What are you doing now…"

Someone woke up but he didn't have enough time to finish his sentence . Something sparkled in Pierrot Mask's hand before blowing past the neck of the unruly onlooker .

Blood gathered in a line in the air .

The wire was too thin to easily identify with the human eye .

No one saw it as it was flying .

It was an overwhelming action .

"Hiccup… !"

Nobody dared to scream . It was because Pierrot Mask looked around, non-verbally communicating a threat that the same would happen to anyone else that made a sound .

"Okay, everyone, take up a weapon . Anything that can hurt others is fine . Knife, chair, ah, a good choice . But don't even think about moving . "

*Rustle*

People were busy finding a suitable weapon .

In short order, everyone present was holding something that could be used as a weapon . Even Hans had something . He spilled the beer out of the mug and broke the glass making a sharp piece that he could use like a knife .

Hans glanced at the man wearing the hood, but he was still sitting . The Pierrot Mask acted as if he was not there and continued directing his show .

"Well, maybe you all know each other here due to being from the same village . But tragically, only one person can leave here alive . My assistant here is going to participate in this competition as well . "

The King of Divide grabbed the dagger and walked out . There was no pride in his eyes at all . Instead, they were filled with the desire to live .

Everyone was eyeing each other .

"Starting is always hard . Good . The first person to kill will be the exception . I will send them out first . "

Hans tightened his grip on the glass shard .

How can this man be subdued? If he pretended to fight moderately and then suddenly poked a non-fatal place with his shard, he wouldn't be able to stop the quick attack from the wire .

Hans's friend approached Hans with a bottle opener in hand .

"Friends, calm down . "

"You heard him too . "

Hans put down his weapon first and once more eagerly said to his friend .

"Put down the weapon"

"I want to live, Hans . "

He rushed towards Hans . Blood splattered and screams broke out everywhere . Pierrot Mask exploded into a fit of laughter while watching the tavern suddenly turn into the site of a battle royale .

***

The bar was quiet . No one was alive . It was so terrible to see .

"This is a bad habit of yours . "

"You think so?"

The Pierrot Mask sat next to the now un-hooded Crow Mask .

"I wondered if you were planning to stop me or not . "

Crow Mask answered .

"I'm not going to get caught up in your pace . "

With his answer, Pierrot Mask opened his eyes for a brief moment before laughing in satisfaction .

"You sure have changed . "

"Is that a complaint?"

"No, I like it . Really . It is clear that you are no different from us . "

Crow Mask no longer denied what he said .

Was it because it was too much of a bother to refute it, or did he finally acknowledge it in his heart?

He switched topic without responding to Pierrot Mask .

"Get to the point . "

"I failed to kill all of the kings who attended the conference . But I do have some profit from the attempt . The capital of the Prillecha Kingdom has lost its function and is badly affected economically . I also succeeded in catching one of the kings of the Western Kingdom Union . "

He pointed at a dead body .

The King of Divide, Colora Ahs F Waldersch .

He struggled with a dagger to survive . He slaughtered people and did his best to take their lives .

Eventually it was all futile .

In the midst of so many mishaps his face is perfectly preserved .

"You can't imagine how easily things were though, thanks to him moving separately from the rest . "

King Divide separated from the kings of the Western Kingdom Union . That was the biggest reason for him becoming a target .

He was overconfident in his power .

Pierrot Mask prodded his body with his toe and smiled .

"It could be fun to do things with it . "

Crow Mask didn't like the man in front of him .

This man's behavior was always dirty and disgusting .

"So, I heard Dadenewt was resurrected…"

"It was destroyed . "

Pierrot Mask tilted his head .

"What? How was it killed? It should have destroyed at least one kingdom . "

"… There was a powerful wizard . "

"Zod?"

"No, a more dangerous wizard . "

"Are you sure that the kid in the article killed the demon? The kid who can't even arrange Fourth-Circle magic . Least to say Seventh-Circle magic?"

Pierrot Mask had the same level of contempt that Crow Mask had upon first meeting Desir .

"His magic ability has already surpassed Zod . And at a young age he is good at fighting too . He's not an easy man to be trifled with . He also used a spell that I couldn't understand . "

With a single magic, he killed Dadenewt that even Zod had a hard time with . The power he used was above the Seventh-Circle .

They would never understand how to arrange magic at such a level . But what was clear was that he was the enemy of Crow Mask

"So you dealt with him directly . What was your impression?"

Pierrot Mask seemed to be very interested in hearing this information .

"Overall, it's clear that he is below me . But in the use of spells, there are few people in the world that can achieve as much as him . The absence of higher-tiered spells that I initially thought was a major weakness ended up being a triviality to him . "

Crow Mask continued .

"He is the highest risk factor . More so than Zod . He will be a big stumbling block in future plans . I hope we get rid of him quickly . "

"I'm very impressed . Stronger than Zod . "

"Do not think he will be easy . "

"Don't worry about it . "

Pierrot Mask drank the beer in front of him .

"We're going to move even more destructively to imprint fear of us on everyone . It will be incomparable to what we have done so far . And at the same time…"

The gaze of Pierrot Mask turned back towards the King of Divide .

"We are going to dig deeper and more secretly into the heart of the enemy to destroy them from the inside . "