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For the past few days, I've found out that half of them use magic.

I wonder if they sensed me like I sensed them.

They don't seem to be bothered by it tho; it should be fine.

I turned my artifact into a glove that controls silver threads.

I practiced for a month; I hope this goes smoothly.

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With two guards in front, I stealthily go above them and cut their throats with the silver threads.

Blood splatters as I slit their necks.

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Those gore movies I always watch are more disgusting than this.

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I slightly opened the door enough for me to pass through.

Stealthily, I entered the room, hiding behind a cabinet near the door.

I released the silver threads inside.

It looks hard at first, but it is quite easy to control the thread.

It perfectly does what I want. No wonder it is an artifact.

After setting up, I grabbed the thread and cut the sixteen people inside.

causing blood and body parts to splatter inside the room.

the thread smoothly cut through even their bones, huh? 

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That's what you call disgusting.

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I headed upstairs and found an open door. I took a peek and found thirteen people inside. They are playing some sort of card game.

Tsk! There are two executives among them.

From what I sensed earlier, the two other executives are in their own rooms. One was sleeping, and the other seemed to be doing some paperwork.

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I entered the room where the thirteen people were.

I did the same thing as I did on the first floor; it's better to catch them off guard. They probably thought no one would attempt to fight them because they have the backing of nobles. I don't care, tho.

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I sneakily put silver threads on their necks and cut them. One of the executives noticed my threads as they were hit by the light. but still he failed to dodge it.

I made sure not to be seen by anyone. Who knows, some mage might have a spell that can check a corpse's memories. I also did not use magic because it might be tracked back to me.

It is funny to think that I got all these thoughts from what I read before.

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I went to the sleeping executive room and easily killed him.

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The other executive seems to have noticed that something is amiss. Their base has become quiet.

He went and checked out the others, but what welcomed him were the headless corpses of his members.

I was on my way to the other executive when I noticed he started to move. I made my way to the room where the corpses were.

He looks stunned.

I managed to catch him off guard and finally killed him.

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The boss is the only one left; I'll have to save him for later. I still don't know how strong he is.

I was about to make a retreat when the door downstairs slammed.

I quickly took a look while hiding behind the wall.

The boss of the rotten skulls came!

How unlucky of me... Zed Felon, from what I know, he is a third-circle mage who also knows some sword techniques.

"What the fuck happened here?! I just came out to gamble, and they took advantage of it! fuckers! "How dare they?!" he said.

Taking a look at it again, he looks too drunk.

He can't even walk properly; he's almost crawling.

Why don't I take advantage of this? is what I thought.

Even if he's stronger than me, he can't fight me properly.

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I spread my silver threads around Zed to make sure he couldn't escape.

He looks like he didn't notice due to his rage.

I grab his two hands and two feet with the threads, making him float in the air.

I don't want him to die a peaceful death.

For sure, he did lots of horrible things, even worse than a demon.

Who the fuck?! stop! w...wait, who are you?! He shouted as he struggled and tried to free himself, but failed.

This artifact is stronger than I thought.

I made a huge amount of thread and covered him with it.

Slowly, I cut his flesh.

I did it as painfully as possible.

He screamed in pain as the threads slowly got into his flesh.

cutting through his bones, making him look like he's about to expload.

Until I made a small ball of threads, his flesh and blood splattered all across the room.

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I hope those people you wronged will be satisfied, and those who died may rest in peace.