Chapter 51: Who is willing to follow me?
Maron’s smile faded as he heard those words, quickly realizing that the man who uttered them was the same one who had apprehended them and nearly shattered their bodies.
Lieutenant Mitchell, the soldiers, and all the civilians were confused when they heard Vlad’s words, and the young man just smiled as he continued.
"However, anyone who believes the penal code is still relevant is a fool. The world is no longer what it used to be; there is a new world order!"
Vlad waved his sword the next second, and what followed was a strident scream of pain from Maron.
"¡AHHHHHHHH!"
The young man screamed in utter agony as the sword severed his right arm. It was the most incredible pain he had ever felt, and blood began to emerge from his wounds.
A wound so severe would have made Maron bleed out in seconds, but a small arc of lightning struck his bloody shoulder and cauterized the wound. Jormungandr had saved the man from dying, but certainly not out of kindness.
Vlad allowed the people to gaze at the bloody scene for an entire minute before speaking again.
"According to the penal code, what I just did was a serious crime, even if it was done to a criminal, but nothing will happen to me despite being surrounded by soldiers."