83 Collin Clan (1/2)
Without wasting any time, Erza's figure went into motion as she flew toward the remaining dozen people. The black sword effortlessly stabbed into the throats of two of the men, claiming the lives of two Late Knights with ease.
Erza did not have any intentions of letting a single Rage Mercenary escape. After killing two of the Late Knights at lightning fast speed, Erza once again turned into a blur as she left faint afterimages on her path.
*Pch! Pch! Pch!*
In an instant, three other Late Knights had their throats pierced.
”Stop, stop! If there's something you want to say, say it quickly!” The scarred man cried out to Erza in a frantic manner as he dodged to the side. Right now his expression was no longer that of shock, instead, horror and desperation adorned it.
Erza stopped her massacre for a brief moment before staring at the remaining mercenaries. ”Speak then, where is your captain?”
In the restaurant, Erza had figured out that the captain of the Rage Mercenaries was a Mid King Realm expert. Within this group of people, she had realized that not a single one of them were at that level. With this situation, that could only mean that the captain was not here. That would not do, since the one Erza wanted to kill the most was the captain.
The scarred man let out a deep breath as he tried to calm his nerves. Unsuccessfully, he stared at Erza and spoke with a trembling voice, ”My Lady, I don't know what our Rage Mercenaries captain has done to offend you to the point that you want to eradicate us all.”
Compared to before, the scarred man's attitude had taken a complete turn. He could not help but have a wild guess that the captain might have sullied the girl in front of him.
Erza's cold gaze turned even darker as she slowly walked toward the scarred man. Each step she took made the man even more nervous.
”I'll ask you one last time, where is your captain?” Erza had not bothered to answer his enquiry.
Seeing how Erza was approaching him, the man took a few steps back with some hesitation, ”Where ever the captain is, I do not know…”
Hearing that, Erza's eyes flashed coldly and cared no more for the scarred man. Instantly appearing in front of him, the black sword stabbed straight for the man's throat.
The man's face suddenly dropped as he tried to fly backward. He also attempted to block her sword. However, before he could even bring his sword into position, Melforce had already approached his neck and buried itself deeply within. The bloody tip protruded through the back of his neck.
Seeing that the scarred man, despite being a Peak Knight Realm expert, still easily fell at her sword, the remaining few mercenaries' faces all paled in fright.
”Run away! Find the captain; he's the only one that can avenge us!” One of the mercenaries cried out in terror as he ran for the gates to Mirage City.
”Right, find the captain, quickly!”
The other mercenaries suddenly came to their senses. Without further hesitation, they each threw each other behind in their attempts to escape from the place.
Erza slowly pulled the bloody Melforce from the dead scarred man. Looking at the escaping Rage Mercenaries, she sneered before following them on their way out.
Not too long after Erza had left, the group of people that had followed her from the restaurant suddenly appeared in a huge crowd at the Rage Mercenaries headquarters.
However, just as this group of people saw the terrifying sight that lay beyond the broken gates, all their faces grew alarmed as they could not believe what they were seeing.
From the time it took for Erza to enter the headquarters until when she left, it had not even been over a minute. In such a short amount of time, the headquarters had been littered with corpses of over a hundred men. Such a sight would astound anyone.
Although Mirage City was on the verge of being besieged by wild beasts, no one within Mirage City was feeling any sort of dread or panic. The only difference was that the atmosphere in the city was a little heavy, but the citizens continued on with their business as usual.
The Desolate Beast Mountain Range was very close to Mirage City–about twenty kilometres away. Over time, those who were born and raised in this city were all used to the besiegement of the wild beasts. Every single time wild beasts attacked the city, this small city would always stand straight and tall.
Within Mirage City, the city lord had announced the news as well as posted the mission within the Mercenary Union, practically every single mercenary had congregated within Mirage City in preparation for the wild beasts attack.
Nowadays, the streets within Mirage City had more people than ever. If one were to look closely, one would notice most of the people walking the streets were mercenaries who were also making most of the racket.
”Out of the way, the way I said! Out of the way!”
At this moment, a loud and frantic voice rang through the streets causing everyone to turn their heads. They could only see a few middle aged man barreling through the streets desperately. Each one of them wore different coloured robes but the insignia on their chests were identical.
Whoever was unfortunate enough to block their way was unceremoniously pushed aside, causing them to earn the ire and curses of everyone. Some had grown violent and the stronger men began to bring out their weapons as if looking to make them pay for their crime.
”Look at their badges, aren't they members of the Rage Mercenaries?”
”They're really the Rage Mercenaries, why are they in such a panicked state? It's almost as if they're being chased by someone.”
When a few of the people on the streets recognized the badges on the men, they were all surprised to see this strange event. Even the men that had been pushed out of the away by them suppressed their furious wrath the moment they heard that the group was from the Rage Mercenaries.