The lord is red again

I Shang Zao Ba put on his most handsome clothes. As an undead who ranks high in the Hunter Association, he has a complete set of Blood Source Hunter co-branded suits. He must be on TV today, and he has to dress like a human in the cutscenes.

His job today is to execute Prince Black Catfish of the Kingdom of Rand, an old noble, a prince.

As the undead with the most kills and the biggest profit in the Black Island Battle, I Shang Zao Ba got this opportunity, which made many people jealous.

Especially some real-world game companies and game guilds that began to infiltrate.

This is an opportunity to show up, just like GG, which is destined to be popular. If they get the honor of harvesting and executing old nobles in their hands, they have countless ways to cash it in after the game is publicly tested.

Some people even asked I Shang Zao Ba if he was willing to sell this quota, and his answer was very simple. Don't ask yourself about this matter, ask the queen if she agrees.

There were many people who came to watch, not only undead people, but also NPC soldiers. They stood not far away and blocked the wind behind them. However, after I climbed the execution platform at 8 am, the wind blew on his face again.

Prince Black Catfish had a calm expression. Today, his execution was beheading.

His hands and feet were tied, and there were two fully armed Rand soldiers beside him, but no one thought he could escape because Lind was also at the scene.

Prince Black Catfish did not sleep the night before. He tried to support himself to feel the last moment of his life, and then he found that time could pass so quickly.

Prince Black Catfish, who always enjoyed killing, never thought about his own death.

People who like to hurt others will never learn to think from the perspective of the victim. If they can understand empathy, they will not enjoy killing.

Now that death is getting closer and closer, Prince Black Catfish actually felt a trace of fear. He slowly figured out why he fled in panic when Lind rushed to Raven City.

It has nothing to do with the power struggle. He has never been interested in being a king.

He is just afraid of death. Yes, he is afraid that he will be killed by Lind, because the rumors about Lind have always been about killing. What has made him meritorious now is not the honor of the nobles, but the heads of the nobles.

But death will come eventually.

Rania did not come to watch the execution. Perhaps because of her approaching death, Prince Black Catfish was eager to see his relatives again.

He looked forward, at the huge figure, the Red Knight.

Once at the wine table, oh no, his father was not even qualified to sit at the same wine table with him.

And Lind, the person he was extremely afraid of, finally met him now, but Prince Black Catfish's impression of Lind has always remained in the vague youth. Meeting again is actually no different from the first meeting. Lind is not as scary as imagined.

Before the end of the world, no one would ever execute a prince. This is a great treason.

Now, who does this country belong to? He stared at Lind, trying to see through him with his eyes. At the moment of death, even he himself felt funny that he was actually worried about the future of the Hedwin family.

But Lind did not respond to his gaze. He seemed to be in a daze, looking at a certain place, his eyes not so focused.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little warm. The damn onlookers blocked the wind. The weather in late summer was really hot and humid.

Prince Black Catfish had been staring all night last night and was beginning to feel sleepy. If he could die in a deep sleep, it might be a kind of happiness.

"What's your name?" He asked the undead who was executing the execution.

He had never seen the clothes on the other party. There were some shadows of noble clothes, but they were much simpler.

"I'm going to work at eight o'clock."

"Huh?" He was stunned, because it sounded like the other party was greeting his mother.

The axe fell.

The vitality of Prince Black Catfish, who had been seriously injured for a long time, was still strong. Even an axe on the neck could not kill him.

The torture of severe pain made Prince Black Catfish open his eyes wide.

The second axe fell, and then the third axe finally chopped off his head.

Prince Black Catfish died.

"Oh!!!"

The crowd cheered.

I Shang Zao Ba was stunned, because at that moment he got a terrifying experience reward, but the fucked up thing was that he was already level 20, and such a generous reward was wasted in an instant, and he got nothing.

"Chao!"

Then came the reminders of NPC favorability growth from all directions.

The huge happiness almost made his head dizzy, and he became a "good guy" in the eyes of the NPC.

Not only that, he also got a new passive.

"I got a unique passive!" I Shang Zao Ba was excited.

[Two-handed Sword Emblem (Unique)]

[Two-handed Sword Damage +10%, Attack Speed ​​+10%, Madness Resistance -20%]

[Note: Each undead can only get one emblem]

I Shang Zao Ba immediately took a screenshot of the relevant information and sent it out.

Lind, who was far away, also saw the information at the first time.

"Killing a boss with a crest with your own hands will indeed earn you some rewards, especially taking the crest directly from the opponent."

He also knew how to obtain the two-handed sword crest. The harvest from the Black Island library had not yet been completely counted. In just a few days, the magic potion formulas, potions, poetry collections, etc. would be on Lind's desk. All he had to do was to keep activating new crests.

Rather than having more power, Lind hopes to master more emblems. Drinking too much potion is useless, but the emblem can improve the body permanently.

I was excited to share my gains in the morning. He was the first to accurately feel the benefits of the increase in favorability.

Some soldiers looked at him with a bit of respect.

Favorability can really get real feedback from NPCs, instead of treating undead people equally before.

The body of Prince Black Catfish was placed on the stone slab, and undead people were not allowed to enter the garden inside the palace.

The flying dragon lowered its head and waited for Lind's order.

Queen Rania came to see her uncle off for the last time, but she looked very different from before. She was no longer sad and had completely transformed into a strong queen.

Maybe the crying like yesterday would not appear again, or it might only be shown in front of Lind.

She did not say much, but turned her back, because she knew very well that Lind's attitude towards the enemy was to make the best use of everything.

Lind checked the body of Prince Black Catfish, and the emblem was still there.

He turned his head and glanced at the Red Knight. Perhaps an instinctive reaction when being killed would make the old nobles pass the power of the emblem to the undead. That must be some kind of emotion, and people will never be happy or grateful when they die.

Therefore, the emotions when bestowing the emblem should be negative, such as hatred, curse, fear, etc.

This is very similar to the situation of the monsters in the city created by the Great Snake Ronan and the Dragon King Kurt.

Lind felt that this time he really caught one of the true ways of bestowing the emblem.

"Flame."

Lind turned his head, and the flying dragon that had been brewing flames opened its mouth immediately after hearing his voice. The blazing heat overflowed from the dragon's mouth, spread into a fan shape, and swallowed the corpse.

When the flames went out, only the remaining black ashes were left. The soldiers would collect the ashes of Prince Black Catfish and bury them in the Hedwin Cemetery.

Lind has always been generous to his dead enemies. He is willing to admit that the other party is still a prince, but the other party's deeds in his lifetime must be engraved on the tombstone.

The only thing left for national unification is the south, Griffin Castle.