Chapter 114 Chapter 114 Iron Cage Town.
"Yeah?"
He curled up the corners of his mouth, revealing a cold smile, and shifted his gaze to his brother's face, "Is that so?"
"Perhaps," Altos smiled gently, a hint of unconcealed pride in his eyes. "She is indeed a very beautiful lady—"
Gerald kicked over the table.
The hard rock tabletop was instantly shattered into powder, and the wine bottles and cups on the table were also shattered into pieces by the powerful impact, flying everywhere.
"Are you sick?"
"What are you doing?!"
Everyone stood up, and even though they put up their shields to block the attack, they no longer had their previous elegant image.
Altos looked at him in shock, "What's wrong with you?"
Gerald stared at him coldly. "Actually, I'm quite curious. If I don't share my research results with you, how will you deal with your teacher?"
Altos's face darkened slightly, but he still maintained a smile. "What are you talking about? Are you drunk—"
Everyone looked at them in disbelief.
Someone scoffed first, "Does Altos even care about your research? What can you come up with?"
Gerald tilted his head to look at him, and suddenly waved his hand violently.
A line of blood suddenly appeared on the man's neck, and his head and half of his neck slowly slid down along the cut and fell to the ground.
The surroundings suddenly became chaotic.
However, before they could escape, several people's bodies were suppressed by the terrifying space magic -
Either they were cut into dozens of pieces, or multiple holes were hollowed out in their bodies, or they simply lost half of their body.
In a blink of an eye, several people were lying dead on the ground.
"you!"
Altos was horrified, his cheeks pale as paper. "You are crazy, you are crazy—"
"Well, maybe."
The blond boy tilted his head and looked at him, his right hand hanging down, and an exquisite silver hammer slipped out from his sleeve, the tip curved like a claw hook flashing with a cold light.
"I thought about exposing you in front of these people, letting more people know what kind of person you are—"
Gerald said calmly, "But think about it, these foolish, vulgar, talentless fools, what is the significance of their opinions?"
"No, don't come over here—"
The blond youth screamed fiercely, "Don't force me to do anything to you!"
It is true that Altos was able to become the dean's protégé thanks to his brother's work, but this does not mean that he really knows nothing, otherwise he would not be able to complete his daily studies.
However, he also knew very well that if a fight broke out, he would have no hope.
"Then do it," Gerald said softly, "Let me see what you can do, but I think you're just like your father, all you can do is yell. You see, I'm quite lucky. I took some time to find out that he's just my uncle. He swallowed up my parents' property and replaced the child with his own stillborn baby, making people think that I was the one who caused your mother's difficult labor. For so many years, I always thought it was me who caused her poor health. I endured the scolding from them, thinking that this was what I deserved, from childhood to adulthood, time and time again..."
Altos's expression changed completely.
Obviously he also knew this truth.
And at this moment, the thing that he feared most had already happened.
Gerald looked at him calmly for two seconds, and at the moment when Altos tried to escape, he broke his hands and feet.
"...You used my parents' inheritance to make a fortune, and you're giving me a house so I can focus on my research, and you're even pretending to be giving me charity. I'm afraid the money you gave isn't even a fraction of the inheritance, right?"
The blond young man screamed and fell in a pool of blood. The tendons in his hands and feet were all broken, and he couldn't even crawl.
Gerald looked down at him and raised the hammer in his hand. "What a beautiful face! She'll probably like it too. After all, you and I look a bit alike..."
The boy raised his hand and smashed it down.
The hammer head landed on the cheekbone, with a dull cracking sound mixed with the crisp sound of the gums breaking, and bloody molars splashing out.
"I 'saw' your father's memory. He once tried to poison me in my house..."
"Interestingly, the poison contains ebony seeds. There's only one place in all of Yasuo where you can get those..."
"Maritas College, ha, guess who gave it to him? Oh, no need to guess, I've already seen it in my memory."
He could actually smash his opponent's head with one hammer.
However, Gerald controlled his strength and chose to hit it again and again.
Every time the hammer fell, new blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and the cartilage pierced the skin like a broken branch, revealing muscle fibers in the peeling flesh.
Those beautiful green eyes had been crushed into blood plasma, and the face no longer looked the same as it once did.
Only smashed flesh hung on the exposed bones, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.
Blood continued to drip from the luxurious silver hammer to the ground, filling the grooves of the carvings with a strange crimson color.
The blond boy took a deep breath, and blood dyed his pale cheeks red.
There was no happiness or enjoyment in those dark green eyes, only secretly swirling anger.
Then he heard footsteps.
A group of paladins galloped down the street and into the courtyard below.
He saw his "father" among them, pointing at him tremblingly.
Gerald curled up the corners of his mouth into a joyless smile, then picked up his brother's body.
He threw the body with a broken head down.
He heard his father wailing and cursing.
There was a group of paladins standing in the courtyard, probably a squadron, all of them were fully armed with helmets and armor, and they were full of fighting spirit.
The leading captain drew his long sword and pointed it at the young man on the terrace. "Gerald Weiss, you are accused of practicing heresy—"
Gerald bent down and fished out a sword from a pool of blood. It belonged to some unfortunate dead person. "...Oh, yes, I used it."
The next second, the figure of the Paladin Captain appeared in mid-air, his armor glowing coldly in the scorching sun, and the fighting spirit on his blade was like white waves.
Swords clashed in the air.
The surging fighting spirit surged to both sides like a tide.
The humming sound of metal clashing shook the courtyard, the glass lamps under the eaves rustled, and the fighting spirit rolled up a visible circular shock wave.
The captain of the Paladins took three steps back, the fighting spirit under his feet condensed and floated in the air, with horror in his eyes.
The blond boy turned his wrist and spun around gracefully, the blade of his sword emitting a cold silver-white glow.
Then he raised his sword and slashed down diagonally.
The space was cut off silently.
The captain of the Paladins had also experienced many battles and had vaguely sensed the danger, but it was too late to dodge. He only felt a sense of being squeezed from all directions.
He was nailed to the spot.
Then--
He felt a cold numbness in his waist and seemed to have lost the feeling in his legs.
The Paladin Captain looked down and saw that the platinum armor was torn apart at the waistline. Before the blood gushed out, the upper and lower body had slowly slid apart.
At the same time, invisible spatial rifts extended across the courtyard.
The paladins below were still holding their shields, their bodies had been neatly cut open from shoulders to waist, blood and internal organs splattered on the bluestone slabs.
The rose trellis on one side of the yard was cut in half, the blooming flowers and vines fell together, and the insects flying among the flowers were cut in half.
Pieces of the fountain statue fell into the water.
Gerald threw away the sword, lowered his eyes to look at the mess in the yard, touched the letter in his pocket, turned around and disappeared on the spot.
…
In the Red Oak Tavern in White Bay Town.
Su Cheng looked at the chef in front of him in surprise, "What?"
"I can read," the blond man said muffledly, "I've read books."
Su Cheng understood, "Oh, you know similar magic, well, it's almost like this-"
Grutness looked at her gravely, his icy blue eyes locked on her face, "Your fighting spirit is quite good."
Su Cheng hesitated to speak, "You too, in a sense, the other people I've seen whose fighting spirit is comparable to yours usually don't make a living by their craft."
He nodded slightly, "...Thank you. If your reminder requires a price, please let me bear it."
"Hmm?" Su Cheng was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand, "No, I guess it's not a problem at this level..."
She had a good impression of the chef and planned to stay here for a while to see how things went, and maybe buy a house nearby.
Collect more information about this era.
She stood up and prepared to leave. "I'll come back tonight."
"……Um."
The blond man responded in a low voice, "Is there anything else you want to eat?"
Su Cheng blinked, "Fried potato balls."
The corners of his mouth rose slightly, "Okay."
Then he turned around and washed the potatoes.
Su Cheng walked into the hall outside and saw several workers drunk and sleeping in the corner.
A group of clergymen in white uniforms came in from outside, talking and laughing.
They all have abundant fighting spirit in their bodies, and judging from the clothes and accessories on their bodies, it can be seen that they hold high positions.
The two sides passed each other.
"etc!"
The leading priest suddenly shouted and took out a translucent pyramid-shaped crystal from his waist. The stone glowed with a strange silver-purple light in the air.
"The power of the false god of the void!"
The man pointed at Su Cheng, "A Folder!"
The others drew their weapons without hesitation and rushed forward without saying a word.
—They didn’t even bother to question her!
There was no conversation process at all, just the real killing move came out right away!
Su Cheng: “?”
Fortunately, this was not the first time she had faced this situation.
What's more, these people are not very strong.
But she knew that the Holy See had some tricks up its sleeve and reinforcements would arrive quickly. If she killed them here, the consequences might be very troublesome.
Although she was full of doubts, the training over the past few days had made her very familiar with space magic and she had developed an instinct to use this power.
Before the priests' prayer attacks and combat skills had even ended, the girl's figure had disappeared without a trace.
Three seconds later, Su Cheng stood on the soft green ground.
According to her plan, she wanted to appear on the outskirts of Baiwan Town, which was two kilometers away from the tavern.
This issue has been mentioned in the book. When using space magic to teleport, the easiest way is to teleport to a place you have been to. The closer the distance, the less likely it is to go wrong.
——If the roads between the starting point and the end point of your teleportation happen to be ones you have walked before, it will be easier to cross space.
Of course, different schools of thought have different opinions, just like those theories that make people forget the concepts of distance and direction.
Now something seems to be wrong.
Su Cheng stood in the amber sunset, surrounded by the scent of earth and grass.
In front of me is an exquisite three-story building.
Polished lead-gray rocks are piled up to form walls, vines are entwined around the courtyard fence, and verdigris moss grows among the bluestone paths.
There were two children in the garden, playing with wooden swords. As the blades crossed, their moves were already quite decent.
Su Cheng: “???”
She had walked around Baiwan Town before, and the architectural styles there were similar, and there were no buildings like this.
This place is located on relatively high ground, and you can see the spires of houses in the distance, curling smoke rising into the evening sky, and there are many pedestrians riding horses on the streets.
At this moment, the two children in the garden had already seen her.
The taller one of them came over and looked up curiously. "Good evening, are you here to visit your mother?"
"...Good evening," Su Cheng turned his head to look at them, "No, actually, I just happened to pass by here, and I'm a little lost."
They are both very beautiful and look about the same, so they look like sisters.
The little girls' silver curly hair was flowing with the sunset glow, and their fair cheeks were blushed, making them like two exquisite porcelain dolls.
Neither of them is short, but they still have a bit of baby fat on their faces, and they look to be around ten years old.
"Where do you want to go?" asked the younger child. "I can help you with directions. We are all familiar with this place—"
"Thank you," Su Cheng said, "I actually want to find out where this is. I'm a magician, and I had some accidents while doing experiments..."
She wanted to just brush it off, but the two children were very curious and looked at her eagerly.
Su Cheng could only start making up stories again.
To make it more interesting, some real-life events were incorporated.
"...Anyway, when we were trying to proceed with our research, everything went haywire, and I woke up here."
"Wow!"
Because it mixed with a lot of sophisticated professional terms, they may not have fully understood it, but they were full of admiration.
"So," Su Cheng spread his hands, "what is this place? And your accent sounds familiar, so this is imperial territory, right?"
"Yes, this is Iron Cage Town," said the taller child. "I'm Carol Wayne, and this is my sister Corinna Wayne. We are the mayor's daughters—"
Both sisters puffed out their chests with pride.
Carol wanted to say something, but suddenly her eyes lit up, she jumped up and waved to the distance, "Brother!"
Su Cheng had also heard the sound of horse hooves a long time ago.
At this time, he took two steps back, turned his head slightly, and looked at the silver-haired young man approaching against the light.
Su Cheng: “…………”
The moment she saw the other person's appearance clearly, her mind was shocked.
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