“How do you know about it? We had a pact that none of us would ever speak about it,” Ares said.

“Oh, that’s a shame… seems like you didn’t form that pact with the Queen you raped and left alive to tell the tale, huh?” Anon replied.

“Why would she tell you that? We apologized to her in front of our Queen, and… Wait, who are you?” Ares asked, his expression serious, as he knew that a normal elf like Jule would never know something like that.

“You won’t be getting an answer for that,” Anon spoke as he tightened his grip on Oxmaul’s head.

“Mom… Mom, he’s killing me… Mom, do something. Please save me, MOOOOOOOOOOOM….” Oxmaul shouted loudly, looking at his mother.

“N-No… Ares, please stop him. He is going to kill your brother,” she said, tightly clinging to Ares’s hand.

“Oi, why are you doing this for a human? We are Elves, we hate Humans, and not like I did something that they haven’t done to us in the past 150 years,” Ares spoke.

“Well, when you walked in through that gate, I asked you to trade with me without any fights, but you ordered your assassins to kill me. Do you remember?” Anon asked with a smile.

“Yes, and you killed all of them. Now please let my brother go. You are going to kill him… his nose is bleeding, and his mind has gone unconscious,” Ares spoke, looking at Oxmaul with a very tense expression.

“Well, take this as an example and learn how not to order your assassins to kill a man who is holding your whole family as a hostage for a life trade exchange,” Anon spoke as he crushed Oxmaul’s head.

CRACK

BOOP

Oxmaul’s head was crushed by Anon’s hand just like a watermelon.

His lower body stopped moving as his mind was crushed.

“Noooo…. Sob-Sob… He killed him,” Ares’s mother shouted as she hugged Ares tightly.

“Y-You.. broke your trade,” Ares spoke.

“What do you mean? I performed it perfectly…” Anon said as he started walking towards the exit of the house with Hillary and Moon beside him.

He summoned a handkerchief in his hands and started wiping his blood-red hands with it.

Suddenly all three of them stopped, and Anon looked at Ares with a smile.

“What?” Ares asked with a confused and disgusted expression.

“Well, I came here to kill all of your family, but then I traded two lives for two lives, and you chose your mother and brother to be saved,” Anon spoke.

“So what? It’s not like you left him alive anyway,” Ares spoke with an angry expression.

“No, that’s because of your foolish decisions. But what I am talking about is that you chose your brother and your mother to live… that leaves your life out of the circle,” Anon spoke with a menacing smile as his eyes glowed purple.

“You **-” Before Ares could’ve said anything else, he felt a sharp itching around his neck.

“Speak like that to your brother when you meet him in hell,” Anon said as he continued to walk forward.

Ares was staring at the blank space while being in a trance.

“A-Ares… Son, what are you- ?!” Ares’s mother spoke as she touched his chest.

Thud

Suddenly blood started coming out of his neck, and his head fell down from his body.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…” His mother shouted loudly as she looked at her son’s cut neck and started crying over it.

“Ladies, shall we go?” Anon asked as he showed Hillary and Moon a curl of his hands on both sides.

“Yes, Master,” both of them spoke at once as they interlocked their hands with Anon’s hand, and they started walking towards the exit door.

Creak

“Jule, as of this moment, you identify as a Third-Level Threat to the kingdom. Raise your hands… Close your eyes and seal your mouth.

If you didn’t do it in the next 2 seconds… I will order for open fire, and you will drop dead with these two innocent girls,” Faith shouted as she barged into the house with her companions.

“Wow… Third-Level Threat huh…? That means… I am the second most dangerous person in the whole elven kingdom at this time, right?” Anon asked.

“Jule, close your mouth or I have to take action,” Faith shouted as she pointed her sword towards Anon.

‘I can easily kill them, but it will be going too far… let’s just play this game…’ Anon thought as he stopped talking, closed his eyes, and raised both of his hands in the air.

“Go…” Faith ordered.

“Yes, Ma’am.” An elf soldier immediately walked up to Anon, tied down his hands with the same golden rope, but this time she used 5 ropes.

She used a black cloth to gag Anon’s mouth and another black cloth to cover his eyes.

‘Wow… Seems like I am really a very big threat to them, huh? They are taking actions very cautiously this time. They covered my mouth and eyes, so that I can’t enchant any spells and binded my hands with more than one rope so that I can’t even try to run this time.’ Anon thought as he smiled a bit.

“What the hell are you smiling for? If I was in your situation, I would be begging Madam Faith to save me from a death sentence,” the elf soldier asked with a confused expression.

Anon turned his head towards her and smiled with his eyes still covered with the black cloth.

“What do you think this world works on, girl? Money? Begging? No, it works on strength… Money and mercy are for the weak. If you have the strength… You will achieve everything,” Anon spoke with a smile.

The elf girl looked at Anon for a moment and wondered why she was getting the feeling of truth from his words.

“What are you doing? Just get him to the carriage,” another soldier spoke.

“Y-Yes…” The elf soldier replied as she came out of her trance.

“Don’t worry, Luv. I will walk up to it myself… Girls, go back home, I will try to return as soon as possible,” Anon said as he turned his head towards Hillary and Moon. Anon started walking towards the carriage, avoiding every object that came in his way as if he can see right through the magical black cloth.

“How is he doing that?” an elf soldier asked.

“I have no idea…”

Gwwwaaa

Suddenly a soldier vomited on the floor.

“What happened, soldier?” Faith immediately started running towards the vomiting soldier. .𝙘𝙤𝙢

Suddenly faith noticed a body lying down on the ground with its head exploded and its brain lying on the ground. It looked like it was brutally murdered.

Faith controlled her throwing up reflex and looked at Anon with a confused expression.

‘I have seen brutal murders, but this is something else. It’s as if someone grabbed his head and popped it. He can’t do this, right? He looks like such a nice guy.’ Faith wondered as she looked at Anon.