Chapter 282 The Miserable Tavern Boss
The rogue wizard was scared by the overwhelming mana breath. He instinctively knew he kicked an iron plate now. This level of mana breath he had never felt before.
"Level 4 or level 5," the rogue wizard gulped saliva in fear. Then realizing his mistake, he started to plead.
"Lord forgive me. I will never come to this place again," he began to stutter while saying. He realized the strong wizard might be from the target's family.
Other than pleading he doesn't know what else to do.
A cold glint flashed in John Meyers's eyes.
He asked, "Tell me, what are you guys doing here?"
The rogue wizard already predicted this situation. Then he started to speak about the kill mission at the tavern site.
A few minutes later,
"Lord, I accepted the mission like everyone. So please let me go," The rogue wizard uttered in fear.
John Meyers snapped his finger. A spark of fire shot at the rogue wizard whose face is filled with horror.
The next moment the flame engulfed him as a whole. And the rogue wizard turned into ashes the next second.
Then John Meyers's eyes scanned the rest of the rogue wizards. Unlike the previous one, the rest of the rogue wizards are waiting for the perfect opportunity to sneak in.
Their small actions didn't go unnoticed under his eyes. He made up his mind to eradicate everyone in this vicinity.
Swish!
He disappeared from the spot and appeared above the team of another rogue wizard. After locking them five as a whole. He shot several fire sparks at them within a few seconds.
The rogue wizards didn't have time to scream. And all of them turned into ashes within seconds.
This all happened in a blink of an eye.
None of the rogue wizards noticed anything. But all of the rogue wizards are wary of each other.
This is not only a mission but also a competition between the rogue wizards.
Time passes in a blink of an eye
2 minutes later,
The number of rogue wizards was reduced by half.
"What is going on?" One of the rogue wizards finally noticed something amiss. He wanted to alert his friend beside him.
But before the rest of the group became aware of it. All of them were locked by terrific pressure. In a blink of an eye, everyone turned into ashes.
5 minutes later,
John Meyer wiped out everyone's traces completely. Not a single one of them was left out.
After doing some patrolling, finally he moved back to his apartment room.
"Tck! That kid sure has a knack for attracting trouble," He grumbled.
He couldn't help but recall the information he got from the interrogation. "The tavern workplace," He muttered to himself.
From the interrogation, he learnt that all of the rogue wizards came from the same place. And their mission was to eliminate Vincent's family.
And he is more surprised about the rewards. 100,000 Alliance points/ target head. This is surely a hefty reward. A quick glint flashed in his eyes.
He confirmed that this is not the work of the dark league organization. The dark league is a giant evil organization. Apart from the target they rarely touch the target's family.
So this kill mission was probably issued by someone else. After figuring out everything, he made up his mind to meet the tavern boss the next morning.
...
The following day,
Early morning.
The tavern boss is sweating greatly. Last night several of his men went for the mission. But none of them returned till this time. The fat boss couldn't help but have some negative thoughts.
Beep!
A notification sound rang from his communication watch. Seeing that it's a call from the Quinn family Butler. A cold shiver went down his spine.
"The old butler is calling what to do now?" His fat body trembled in fear. It's one thing to worry about the rogue wizards. But he can't afford to offend the Quinn family.
Otherwise, he won't be able to run taverns in this neighbourhood.
Beep!
After hearing the continuous ringing, the fat tavern boss decided to attend the call.
"Hello..?" He said.
"I'm speaking from the Quinn family. What about the task I gave you?" The old butler from the Quinn family asked.
Small sweat beads dropped from the fat boss' head. "It's over," He said in his heart. But he didn't dare to say it openly.
"Ahem, old man Quinn. My men are on their way back to the tavern. I'll contact you after their submission of a task," the fat boss answered back in a calm tone.
But his heart was not at all calm. He is just easily told a lie now. But he doesn't know whether his men will be back or not.
For a moment the atmosphere quieted down.
The old butler from the other end of the call stayed silent. But after some seconds he said, "Alright, I'll call you back after some time," the old butler replied.
Only after the end of the call, the fat tavern boss exhaled in relief. But then he hurriedly contacts those rogue wizards who are close to him.
A few minutes later,
He sat back in his chair in dejection. "Why am I not able to contact anyone? He said to himself. With this result, his bad premonition came once more.
"No, something bad must have happened to them, "the fat tavern boss got up from his seat the next moment. His instinct told him to run away from this place as soon as possible.
His heart began to beat faster. The fat tavern boss decided to leave this place temporarily before he gets a message from his men.
After figuring it out, he moved his fat body to exit from the back gate of the tavern. But what he didn't know was that someone else was waiting for him outside.
Creak
After opening the door of a backyard, the fat boss slowly stepped down. But the next moment he stopped his movement and stayed frozen on the spot.
Because he felt someone else's presence in the backyard.
"Harumph," the next second he heard a cold snort from above.
The person is none other than John Meyer. He has been monitoring the tavern boss for more than one hour. On top of that, he also heard the tavern boss' conversation.
Hearing the cold snort from above. The tavern boss was shocked to the core. "Who is it?" He uttered as he raised his head to look above.
Seeing someone standing in the air, his heart skips a beat.
John Meyers smiled and asked, "You must be the tavern boss, am I right?"
Hearing the word "tavern boss"
The fat boss' body trembled further. "It's over," he muttered as he realized this must be his bad premonition.
For a moment he doesn't know where to stay. His mind is completely blank. The next moment, a horrible pressure descended upon him.
"Lord" "Lord"
"I'll tell you everything," the tavern boss's defence broke down completely. The horrible pressure reminded him of the taste of power.
Which made him realize that this one is a big boss and perhaps stronger than those prominent heads of the families.
John Meyer cancelled his mana breath and decided to ask some crucial questions.
He asked, "Who gave you the mission to assassinate the Carey family?"
The tavern boss broke out in cold sweat. Sure it's about the Quinn family mission.
He revealed a bitter smile on his face before confessing everything.
A few minutes later,
The tavern boss is waiting for the judgment after his confession. He wasn't able to see what the big boss was thinking. Extreme fear took over his heart.
On the other hand, John Meyer sighed inwardly. He is very familiar with the situation. The Quinn family wanted revenge after Danny Quinn's loss. But he doesn't understand why they want the life of Vincent's parents.
Then shaking his head, he said to the tavern boss, "First take out the mission post from your site. Then I don't want to hear about your tavern again."
The tavern boss understands the meaning behind his words. The tavern business can be built again but life is more important.
After nodding his head, he immediately ran away from this place without picking up anything.
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(From MC's perspective)
10 AM,
After walking out of the bath, I started to wear some casual clothes. Looking at the time, I furrowed my eyebrows. Last night, I came back pretty late. So I slept for a long time without realizing it.
Then retracting my gaze from the clock, I started to make some plans. I slowly walked up to the window and began to gaze outside.
I saw a few people standing in front of my home. Seeing that a quick glint flashed in my eyes. Considering this is the last day before the duel, the reporters might want to get some bite.
Realizing that, I sneered inside. But suddenly I thought of something else. I hadn't checked the news site last night. I wonder how many articles are trending about the final duel now.
A sudden curiosity rose in my heart. I decided to check the online articles.
If I can find out about Brent Dale's information, it would be pretty useful. After figuring it out, I sat on my sofa and started to search online.