Endless Debt.

Chapter 62 Ghoul

The Oath City Opals is very large. As the battleground between the Kogadel Empire and the Rhine Alliance, a lot of money is invested in this city every year. Correspondingly, countless foreigners come from afar. Let's build this crazy city together.

During its establishment in 66, Opals continued to expand outwards, like a wild forest growing wildly, splitting into many urban areas.

The urban areas distributed along the core rift are collectively called Inner Opals, and the outer urban areas are called Outer Opals. The newly built urban area where Bologo lives, Shenbei District, can be regarded as Part of Outer Opals.

The Landering District is also a member of the Outer Opals city. It is located at the very edge of the Opals. The Rhine River, which started from the north of the Rhine Confederation and meandered in the Opals, broke away from the Opals here. For this reason, the Landering District has the largest wharf in Opals, which is an important part of Opals river transportation.

Leaving from the pier and going north along the Rhine River, you can pass through several important urban areas of Opals, and go all the way southward to the seaport and free port. From there, you can easily reach the Kogadel Empire by sea.

David hung up Kedening's phone, his eyes were gloomy, and he looked at the huge French windows in front of him.

As the edge of Opals, the sky here is not so gloomy yet, and the afterglow of the distant horizon can be seen. The brilliant golden rays of light spill over and hit the stained floor-to-ceiling windows, casting countless broken shadows.

David lit a cigarette, turned his head and walked into the factory. The interior was full of busy scenes, and there were workers moving goods everywhere. The air was filled with a fishy smell, and what was worse was also mixed with some decaying stench.

There was a sound of whipping, and David walked down the iron ladder. He saw that the man was hung up, his upper body was bare, and his back was covered with bloody scars from the whipping. Blood soaked the trousers and dripped down.

David frowned and asked loudly.

"Bill, what's going on?"

"Boss, he stole the goods." The bald man with a whip replied.

"what?"

David's brows were almost twisted together. He walked down the iron ladder, came to Bill's side, and looked up at the man who was hung up.

"Are you that hungry?" David asked.

The man's expression was distorted, he didn't know whether it was because of pain or hunger, and there were big drops of tears in his eyes.

"I... I can't help it."

"Ah, that's it."

David nodded, and walked to an open wooden box, which was filled with straw and some small boxes, and the small boxes contained carefully preserved liquid elixir.

Taking out a potion at random, David said to the bald head.

"Put him down."

Bill nodded without questioning anything, and let go of the rope. The man screamed and fell into the sticky blood, sobbing in pain.

"I am a very open-minded boss. If you are hungry, just say it."

David said loudly, attracting everyone's attention. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked here.

"You're hungry, right?" David smiled, looking at the man who kept nodding, "Then I'll make you full."

As he spoke, he dropped the liquid spirit potion in his hand, and the dark red liquid medicine mixed with viscous dirty blood gave off a disgusting smell.

The man was stunned for two seconds, completely ignoring his own pain, or this disgusting situation, he jumped on it and licked it, even if his tongue was cut by glass shards, he didn't stop.

"I hope that we all respect our cooperation. I contribute money and everyone contributes. This is great. These days, there are not many bosses who dare to hire demons, right?"

David walked around the man, casually picked up a crowbar standing beside him, and played with it in his hands.

"But! There is a prerequisite for cooperation, that is, between us, we must abide by the rules. As long as it is within the rules, I am willing to win-win with everyone, but if it exceeds the rules...then I can only say sorry."

David stopped in his tracks, and the next second he swung the crowbar violently, hitting the man on the head with one blow.

There was a muffled sound, and the man's head collapsed directly. After suffering such a heavy blow, he was still able to move in surprise, and a beast's roar sounded from his mouth, but then there was a strange arc on David's body, and then It was a slam down.

The force was several times stronger than before, and the man fell silent, but this was not the end. David kept beating him as if venting his anger, until the man became bloody and bloody, and his death couldn't be more complete.

David panted, with blood spots all over his body, he lifted the blood-stained crowbar, and took the crowbar in a timely manner with his bald head. Then David opened his hands and looked at everyone present.

"So, that's it! Follow the rules, everyone will earn something, if you don't follow the rules, then I can only do this."

No one responded, and everyone remained silent.

"Then I'll take it as everyone's acquiescence, and then... work! Hurry up and work! Efficiency is everything!"

David yelled, as if pressing the start button of the machine, everyone moved, carrying the goods, packing them into boxes in batches, and stacking them into containers.

"Huh, this kind of job of commanding people should be done by Ke Dening."

David complained that he still misses his previous job, as long as he cuts people, he can make money. Although it is not so dangerous now, David does not like this status quo.

An Yi made him feel very uncomfortable.

At this moment, Bill patted David on the shoulder, and David looked at him with a hostile face, as if he was going to punch someone.

"Boss, there..."

The bald head quickly raised his hand and pointed to the front. David looked along and saw a vague figure standing between the gaps in the iron gate of the factory. He seemed to have noticed David's gaze and waved his hand.

David narrowed his eyes, spit out the smoke in his mouth, and muttered in a low voice.

"A rare guest."

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"So are there any new orders now?"

In the office on the top floor of the factory, David leaned against the huge French windows and looked at the man behind the desk.

"There is no order, just like before, hoard as much goods as possible, and then evacuate. In order to avoid being noticed by the Bureau of Order, we will attract the attention of the Bureau of Order on the night of evacuation, so that you can escape from Opals smoothly."

The man was wearing a pitch-black overcoat, his face was hidden in the shadow of the top hat, "Such a large amount of liquid elixir that contains the soul, no matter how careful you are, you can't be too careful."

"Such a large amount of goods... Speaking of which, if you want souls, you can transport them directly with philosopher's stones, isn't it good? If you have to add those strange Mammon coins and refine them into liquid, it will only increase the transportation cost what."

David lolled and complained about trouble.

"Or is it the so-called conversion efficiency? The liquefied soul can have a greater effect than the solid soul... Or is it the mammon coin that is causing trouble?"

Mammon coins seem to have some weird characteristics. Once they are separated from Opals, they will become ordinary metals. The processing of them can only be carried out in Opals. Unfortunately, David is not an alchemist, so there is no way Probe it further.

"Are you testing me, David."

The man's voice turned cold, exuding a chill.

"It's nothing, I'm just curious. After all, you guys have made a comeback and done so many things... This thing can be used for military purposes, and it can also raise a large number of demons. I'm bound to be curious."

In front of the man, David looked like a younger brother, for fear of causing the man's wrath.

"Of course, it's fine if you don't want to talk about it. The more you know, the faster you will die. I still understand this kind of thing."

He put on a respectful gesture, and then asked in a low voice.

"However... when can I get the rest of the money."

The man snorted coldly, picked up the suitcase, and placed it on the desk.

"Wow."

David cheered, picked up the suitcase, stroked it carefully, and was about to open it for a look, but he stopped again, put the suitcase under his feet, with a smile on his face.

"Aren't you going to open it and have a look?" the man asked.

"I believe in the credit of the king's secret sword, and I also believe in you, Lord 'Ghoul'."

David's face was almost blooming, he put his hands on his chin, and carefully looked at the man in front of him.

He didn't meet the "ghoul" many times, and he knew very little information. Except for the code name of the "ghoul" and the identity of the king's secret sword, he knew nothing.

As for the man's face...David stared at the man, but the man's face seemed to be covered by a floating black mist, making it impossible to peek at it.

This is a method of camouflage, which is often seen in those extraordinary organizations. They have no names, only code names, and their faces are covered by all kinds of strange masks. David guesses that the mist on the man's face is also a kind of "mask".

"By the way, why did you come to see me in person? Usually, it wasn't Kedening who contacted you?"

David inquired, the scale of "Thinking of People" is not large. It can be said that it is the mercenary organization that was improvised for the order of the king's secret sword. Ke Dening had always been in charge of the exchange of swords, but now the "ghoul" suddenly came to him.

He thought of some bad things, but his face still kept the joy of wealth.

"David, you and Kedening have known each other for a long time, haven't you?"

The man didn't answer, but asked about the relationship between him and Ke Dening.

"I guess," David recalled, "probably...student days? Anyway, it's been too long, you made me think, and I still can't figure it out for a while, what's wrong?"

"So... David, you are a mercenary, right? You can do anything for the right price." The man asked again.

David froze for a moment, his face turned cold, and there was no respect in his tone.

"Are you going to dispose of Kodening?"

"He is not a qualified mercenary. He thinks about performing all day long, and there is a woman as a burden. He is really good at doing things, but he has also attracted the attention of too many people... I want to use him as a bait, Bureau of Order We have already realized the problem, we must give the Bureau of Order an 'end' to make them feel at ease."

The man raised his legs, put his hands on his knees, and spoke indifferently.

"Anyway, with the delivery of the goods, the mission of 'Human' has come to an end... Do you have any opinion on this?"

David frowned, the expression he would show whenever he was troubled, his whole face twisted together in distress.

"Ah... Kedening is going to die. I quite like him. I often tell him that if he doesn't work in this line of work, maybe he can become a good artist."

David struggled.

"But you're right. There's nothing we can do about it. After all, we're mercenaries. If we're not professional enough, we'll end up like this."

David bowed his head, mumbled incessantly, scratched his head in distress, and pulled his hair into a mess.

Suddenly, he raised his face abruptly, no more sorrow, and a smile on his face.

"I don't have any objection if there is one less person to share the money."

(End of this chapter)