Cursed Immortality

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While Jacob was peacefully making the heart essence in his home.

The lord's mansion was extremely lively at this time.

In the dining hall,

Jonty sat around on the left side of this big rectangular table with an ugly expression on his face, while there were two other men with the same kind of expression sitting right next to him.

One was a fat beard man, he was the leader of Sharp Sword Mercenary Team, Hadi.

While the other was a short man with purple long hair, he was the leader of the Purple Mercenary Team, Jett.

On the right side of this table were sitting the Town Lord Ciaran and his two younger brothers, as they looked at the three on the other side, specifically at Jonty, with hostile and outraged expressions.

But no one dare to speak as their focus was on the mean seats of this table,

There was an old man in black robes with scholarly air around him, while a young man was sitting on another chair with a haughty expression.

Right in the middle of these two was none other than Jennifer, who has recovered and regained her aloof charm. But there was a hint of fear deep within her eyes, which she was trying to hide.

The old man spoke impassively while he looked at Jonty and the two others, "So, you are the famous C Rank Mercenary of Rain Town? I heard you were once nurtured by the house, Taran, but then went rogue after having your way?"

Jonty's expression changed slightly as he felt a sudden chill in his spine despite being a C Rank mercenary. He couldn't help but felt dread from this old man and didn't dare to antagonize him with his arrogant attitude.

"Sir, Knight, don't believe in baseless rumors. I left because our beliefs were different, but I'm always grateful for the town lord's kindness and will repay it anytime house Taran faces any danger."

A young man who had some resemblance to Ciaran retorted, "You dare to spout lies? Don't you betray us because you had a new master and were offered more coins…"

'Slap!'

A sharp slapping voice rang in the entire hall.

The slap came from none other than Ciaran. His face was livid as he rebuked. "Eoin, enough. Don't be disrespectful when, Sir, Knight is speaking!"

He then quickly looked at the old man and apologized, "Please forgive him, Sir. Knight, he's still young and yet to learn his manners properly."

In the humane kingdom, the knight order was above all and only below the royal family.

Even the nobles were afraid of offending them because these knights were the protecting force of the kingdom, and they were extremely terrifying to fight with as well.

In every noble household, knights were appointed as their protectors, but everyone knows they were more of watchdogs than protectors, and they directly report everything to the higher-ups.

Even mercenaries were afraid of them, not because of the royalty, but because of the terrifying existences within their ranks. The strongest person of the humane kingdom was not a B Rank Mercenary, but the Marshal of the Knight Order!

That was why those mercenaries don't poke their nose too much in the noble affairs, especially if that matter involved knights of any rank!

Although this old man was only an eighth-rank junior knight, he was still a scary existence, and he can execute anyone as long as he had valid reason without giving any explanation to anyone and his strength could rank in middle levels of C Rank mercenaries.

That was why everyone in this hall was so tense since this knight showed up for the investigation of Gus's death, not the Baron. Which was out of their characters since they won't normally poke their nose in the noble household's personal matters as long as it didn't affect them.

When Jonty, Hadi, and Jett stormed into the manor, they didn't know about the presence of this old knight, or they wouldn't dare to barge in so arrogantly, and now it was too late to escape.

The old knight didn't say anything, as his eyes were fixed on the three mercenaries with clear contempt.

The knight order had a very hostile relationship with the human mercenaries, not with the agency itself. Because many promising youths decided to join the agency, which was lax and not like the discipline knight order.

But they also died in the agency much sooner because of other schemes and benefits.

In their view, they should be serving their kingdom, not wasting their life in the wild while working for others.

But they can't act against the agency because of the hegemony behind it, so they could only vent their anger on these humans who offer themselves to them.

Jonty and the other two sweated in the old knight's sharp gazes and felt as if they were sitting on thin ice.

Jonty couldn't help but say, "Sir. Knight, we know we were disrespectful today, and we are willing to compensate and swore to never do any disgraceful act in the future."

He then looked at Ciaran and lower his head, "I know, my departure was sudden and without any prior notice, but I have my own reasons. But I'm telling the truth when I say I'll help the house Taran if it ever needs me. Please forgive me."

Hadi and Jett nodded after Jonty, but the unwillingness in their eyes told otherwise.

They were like two innocent bystanders who got dragged by that sly bastard Jonty into this, who told them they didn't have to pay those cannon folds with their own pockets as long as they force the town lord.

But now they were forced to pay without doing anything with him, and it was he who decided this for them as well!

They silently decided to never collide with this sly bastard in the future, ever!

The old knight suddenly smiled, but there was a hint of chillness as he spoke…!