Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage

?826 Chapter 826: Just Orders

After reaching the Mansion, Arkam prepared for a long journey. With his position as the young master of the Celestial City, he had created many friends throughout the Dynasty. He even had many sources, especially many that were in the field of intelligence.

He had made up his mind to approach them without failing. He even took some coins with him as a form of payment, realizing the value of information. Since he had been away from the city for quite some time, he didn't know just how many changes this world went through.

Karyk sat on top of the Mansion, watching Arkam depart. With his departure, there was no further obstruction. He was truly the only Overlord of the city and there was no one to keep an eye over him.

"I just thank the intruders for killing everyone loyal to the previous City Lord. They gave me a clean slate." Karyk muttered. He glanced back, smiling. "What do you think? Shouldn't I thank your masters?"

"He found us?" A shocked voice came from behind. "Don't delay anymore! Kill him!"

Two assassins jumped out from the shadows, attacking Karyk from behind. Unfortunately, the assassins didn't look happy.

They didn't feel any resistance to their blades sliding through Karyk's flesh, which convinced them that it was an afterimage.

"I was thinking about thanking you, and here you are trying to kill me. I'm quite hurt, you know?" The two assassins felt a hand grab onto the back of their neck.

Before they could react, they felt pushed down, their faces slammed against the floor.

Looking up, the assassins saw Karyk smiling, his grip firm on their necks.

"You were observing me throughout the day. Shouldn't you have been more careful before attacking me?" Karyk asked as he slammed their faces to the ground again.

"With your skill, you could've been the ones who attacked the previous city lord. If that was the case, I would've been more disappointed in his skills. But from what I heard, he wasn't that weak. In that case, you are probably the informant of those people?"

Even though Karyk kept asking questions, he didn't give the people a chance to answer as he kept smashing their faces to the ground, a loud sound echoing at regular intervals as if a hammer striking a bell.

Unfortunately, since no guards had been selected for the Mansion yet, no one was here to see a sight like that.

Karyk didn't need to wait for answers either, since he was already able to guess such basic things. The only thing he didn't know was the identity of the people behind this and their reason.

Unable to bear their skull getting slammed against the floor, even the trained assassins couldn't control themselves as they passed out, their fierce resistance halting.

Karyk finally released them, the floor already being covered in the blood of the assassins. Fortunately, both were still breathing.

"Don't worry. We have a long time to have a chat since you two won't be going anywhere."

He grabbed both of them by their ankles, dragging their bodies behind him as he went inside the mansion, disappearing in the darkness.

....

"Where..."

After an unknown amount of time, one of the assassins regained consciousness. He raised his head, looking around, only to find that he was in a dark place.

He was sitting on a chair, his hands tied behind his back.

"Looks like you had a good sleep. You kept your friend waiting for so long."

The assassin heard a voice. Only now he noticed a man standing in the distance, his back resting against a wall.

He looked to his left, hearing some muffled voice. Next to him, he found the other assassin, which made him slightly scared.

The other assassin was bleeding all over the place, most of his skin burned, his nails pulled out. He didn't even appear like a man anymore. He was trying to speak, but he couldn't.

"Your friend was quite stubborn, so I had no choice but to be a little... Harsh. I hope you won't be like him, will you?" Karyk asked.

With the second assassin, he had set an example. Now all he had to do was for the first to take the bait and submit.

"I-i..." The first assassin didn't want to experience the same as his friend. Dying was easier, but he didn't want to be in the same condition. Seeing his friend like this had mentally affected him.

Karyk's voice softened as he continued, "I don't want to hurt you. If you cooperate, we can find a way to resolve this peacefully."

"So, will you tell me everything I want to know? Or should I get started? Don't worry though, I won't let you lie. Every time, I'll hurt you and then heal you. I'll keep repeating the cycle, just like I did with your friend. It'll be quite fun, I promise."

"I will tell you! I will tell you everything!" The man knew what he had to do. Loyalty wasn't as important as his safety. He wasn't like the assassins that were prepared to die after failing once.

He was the most scared of pain. That's why he was part of a team that gathered intelligence and rarely took assassination tasks. Even this time, he was simply observing Karyk, only attacking when he was discovered.

But now, with his life hanging by a thread, he was willing to spill all the secrets he had gathered.

"That's much better."

Karyk waved his hand, making a chair appear behind him, taking a seat.

"Start from the beginning. I have plenty of time."

The man gulped down, glancing at his friend again before he started telling everything like a parrot. He didn't even try to mix lies with the truth, not taking any risks.

"And that's why those people did it. While they were gone, they left us behind to observe the situation and to make sure that the situation gets worse. We were also the ones who leaked the news of the City Lord dying to create more panic amongst the people. We were just following orders!"

Hearing everything, Karyk stood up. Without saying anything, he left the hall. He had received a really interesting piece of information.