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nA minute later, the body of a young man was thrown onto the corpse pile by Nick.

n“Alright, I’m done,” Nick said as he released a sigh.

nThe leading guard nodded. “You want to keep the corpses, right?” he asked.

nNick wordlessly nodded.

n“Alright, we’ll put them on the hearse and calculate the price back in the outpost,” he said.

nNick nodded again as he walked past them.

nWhen Nick exited the corridor, he looked back.

nHe saw one of the guards putting one of the corpses on the shoulders of the other guard, but Nick wasn’t consciously taking note of that.

nRight now, Nick’s thoughts were completely elsewhere.

n‘I did the right thing, right?’ Nick thought.

n‘The Riker Strikers are a horrible gang that rape and kill people all the time without contributing anything.’

n‘The Hub brings a lot of jobs and keeps the gangs in check.’

n‘The Peddlers are the reason why there are so many people in the Dregs in the first place since they bring in a huge portion of the food.’

n‘The Insurance Gang gives people a way to protect their belongings from others.’

n‘All of them contribute to the Dregs.’

n‘But the Riker Strikers don’t contribute anything.’

n‘They just steal, rob, rape, and murder.’

nAt that moment, one of the guards walked past Nick with one of the corpses on his shoulders.

nNick didn’t look at the corpse, but he felt like the corpse was looking at him with its widely opened and dead eyes.

nNick’s mind replayed the things he had seen inside the corridor.

nScreaming people.

nTerrified people.

nAnd yet, Nick only felt like he had gotten rid of some pests.

nThey obviously were people, but Nick only viewed them as roaches or rats.

nIn a way, these “people” were even worse than rats and roaches since those could actually be eaten.

nNick felt like he was supposed to feel more.

nThey were still humans, right?

nWasn’t he supposed to feel something while killing humans?

nAt that point, Nick was reminded of the first time he had killed someone.

nWhen Nick was just 13, he had been close to starving, and due to sheer luck, he somehow managed to kill a rat.

nWhen Nick had just taken his first bite, a gruff and tall woman pushed him away and grabbed the rat.

nAt that moment, Nick had been filled with panic, and he had used all his power to push the woman when she had turned her back to him.

nSurprisingly, the woman had been sent flying, and she landed on a very rusty grate, which broke.

nA moment later, she screamed in terror as she fell into the sewers.

nThe young Nick just looked with terror at the hole in the ground.

nHe didn’t dare to look into it.

nHe only heard the sounds of many smaller things also falling into the water and the woman’s screams becoming shriller and hoarser. 𝑟𝘢.𝘤𝘰𝑚

nSoon, the screams vanished, and a minute later, a rat walked out of the hole.

n“Thanks,” the rat said with a smirk as it stopped in front of Nick. “You can have this body as a reward. If you ever need food, you can just throw another person into the sewers.”

nAnd then, the rat just collapsed.

nThe following days had been the most horrible of Nick’s life.

nSleeping had become extremely difficult.

nEating had become difficult.

nWorking had become difficult.

nLiving had become difficult.

nNick had been haunted by his memories of that day for weeks.

nYet, in a certain way, the memories had helped him.

nNick had feared confronting the memories so much that he had become active during every waking moment.

nHe feared the silence that allowed him to think and did everything to avoid it.

nThis resulted in Nick’s body becoming stronger and in him getting more money by working more.

nAnd eventually, Nick had learned to live with everything.

nFinally, when Nick had finished his third assassination mission from the Hub, he had made his peace with that event.

nNick had never been a fan of killing, but he needed money to survive and to build a future, which was why he had accepted these missions.

nIt was something that he simply had to do and get through.

nBeggars literally couldn’t be choosers.

n“Sir, we’re done.”

nNick was pulled out of his memories as one of the guards called him.

nHe turned to the entrance of the alleyway and saw the hearse completely filled.

nThe next moment, Nick threw one last glance at the entrance of the corridor.

n‘I did the right thing,’ he told himself in his mind.

nAfter shaking his head to regain his bearings, Nick went to the hearse.

n“Let’s return,” he said.

n“Of course, sir,” the leading guard said.

nBy now, the second guard had joined the third guard in pulling the hearse since it had become quite a bit heavier.

nThe four of them traveled through the Dregs in absolute silence.

nThey didn’t speak, and nothing in their vicinity made any noise.

nIt was almost like they were traveling through a ruin.

nEventually, they entered the Outer City.

nMore people appeared on the streets, but when they saw the hearse, they just held their noses and avoided walking near the hearse.

nA couple minutes later, the four of them arrived at the outpost of the guards.

nThe hearse was parked outside the entrance while the four of them entered.

nNick was led into a separate office, and the leading guard took out several sheets of paper.

nAfter reading all the sheets of paper and explaining them to Nick, the guard gave Nick a couple of them to sign.

nNick signed all of them, and the guard put them away.

n“And that’s all. Thank you, sir,” the guard said with a polite smile.

nNick nodded and stood up. “Thank you as well.”

n“No thanks necessary. Just doing my job.”

nNick nodded again and left the office.

n“Please, bring back the hearse by tomorrow,” the leading guard shouted before Nick closed the door.

nAfter exiting the outpost, Nick looked at the hearse filled with bodies.

nSome seconds later, he wordlessly took hold of the hearse and began to pull.

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