Chapter 112. A Matter of Mood (3)
A cool breeze blew through the air, gradually sweeping away the scent of blood from the guards. By now, I had sufficiently tested all of my newly acquired skills, such as Martial Arts, Swordsmanship, Cleave, Acid, and Suction.
The twenty corpses lay scattered around me, each having met a gruesome death through a different method.
Hmm...
I glanced at the prisoners sitting behind me. A flicker of hope flashed across their faces even after witnessing the slaughter.
Swoosh!
I pulled the sword from the last remaining guard’s chest. Then I shook off the blood and smoke clinging to the blade.
Sizzle!
I was about to deactivate the Acid skill when people started thanking me.
"Thank you!" one exclaimed.
"Truly, thank you!" another chimed in.
An elderly man among them cautiously lifted his head. "I am Yurad Kazel, former chief administrator of Yublam. Might I ask... are you an earl from the Empire?"
Imperial Law flashed through my mind. Earls of the Empire held the authority to investigate and execute criminal law. Earls were a rank just below a marquis within the Empire’s twenty-tier hierarchy.