Chapter 116: Chapter 101: That Gunshot, Part 2

Wright approached voluntarily and asked with a somewhat nervous smile, "What do you need?"

"Relax, I’m just here on behalf of someone to take a look around the Royal City."

The Pirate Leader surveyed the surroundings with an aggressive gaze, "And see whether there’s anything broken here that might warrant a helping hand."

Eleanor actually didn’t like this job.

Leaving the Ark Territory behind, the pervasive weight nearly made her feel overwhelmed, but seeing her little friend Roland trying so hard, Eleanor ultimately agreed to the request.

"The glory and radiance of noble lords always protect us, how could there be anything wrong with the Royal City, noble lady."

Wright smiled, "You must be mistaken."

"You are enslaved by the nobles every day and are not on the same side as the nobles’ guards, why do you still fight amongst yourselves?"

Eleanor looked out the window. Someone was already cursing as they kicked the frozen emaciated corpse on the street into a board carrying it to the sewer.

Perhaps Roland’s advancement brought great pressure to the Northern Border nobility; the nobles intensified the exploitation of the commoners once again, with the exorbitant taxes reaching an astounding level.

Every moment, people were worked to death in the winter.

"You mustn’t speak carelessly! We will always be loyal to the noble lords who represent glory!"

Listening to the outrageous words, Wright’s expression immediately changed, his eyes gradually growing disdainful toward the person, "And we’re not the same as those livestock outside!"

"Livestock?" Eleanor squinted her eyes.

"Yes, those unwanted by noble lords, who can’t even taste wine, how are they different from lowly livestock?"

Wright’s tone became natural as he spoke proudly, "We who serve noble lords and them are never the same type of people."

"Without them working for you, how could you enjoy a decent life?"

Eleanor’s expression was still a bit confused, "Do you just watch them die in vain, or be randomly executed by the guards?"

"Isn’t the labor from livestock just a given?"

Wright’s tone gradually turned vicious, "If the livestock did nothing, how could noble lords protect them from traitors?"

"There’s a reason for executing them."

The man’s tone even carried resentment, "With traitors being so rampant, many livestock don’t know gratitude and even try fleeing south!"

"We hate them so much that we’d wish to help the guards whip them ourselves!"

Someone already raised a wine glass shouting, people burst into laughter, eyes filled with an excited pleasure.

Eleanor slowly stood up, she looked at those twisted smiles around her, and deeply sighed.

Just then, angry roars from a man and sobs from a woman came from the stairs leading to the second floor.

"You bitch, who allowed you to demand rewards while serving!"

Soon, a poorly dressed woman rolled down the stairs, clutching her bruised face, humbly kneeling, her eyes filled with terror.

"Wright, it’s time to teach your handmaidens a lesson!"

A noble attendant pulled up his pants in anger, "I obviously made her feel pleasure, yet she dared to demand more excessive requests!"

"Sorry, sorry..."

The woman knocked her head hard, sobbing inconsolably, "Please help me, my four-year-old daughter is about to starve..."

"Shut your mouth! Slut!" Wright’s eyes instantly turned vicious as he stepped forward, tearing at the woman’s hair, "Don’t embarrass me here!"

Eleanor quietly watched everything happening before her.

"Okay then, slut, I decided to tell you an enormous piece of good news as a reward for your efforts in serving just now."

The man on the stairs carefully appreciated the expression on the prostitute’s face, "From now on, you needn’t worry about your daughter anymore."

The woman’s expression instantly froze, she blankly lifted her head, her face visibly turned pale.

"You should be aware, right? Recently, young livestock have been mysteriously disappearing, and I happen to know some inside information..."

He bared his teeth, "The guard responsible for guarding the prison told me, our supreme Prince needs some reasonable sacrifices, so..."

"I helped you out!"

The man laughed out loud, "Guess where your daughter is now?"

The next moment, the woman let out a beast-like howl from her throat, she desperately broke free from Wright’s grip, turned crippled, and started to run outside.

People burst into laughter again, someone breathed rapidly, as if finding excitement in the woman’s despairing face.

They seemed to say—

Welcome to Camelot.

Eleanor looked indifferently at the woman’s back.

At this moment, she suddenly slightly understood why Roland was so anxious deep down...

Under Wright’s puzzled gaze, Eleanor pressed the hammer of the revolver down with her thumb, the cylinder clicked as it rotated, she raised her arm, aimed, and then—

Pulled the trigger.

BANG!!

The Chaos Pirates used only their most ordinary bullet.

The effect was just right, half of the attendant’s skull at the stairs instantly burst into fragments, leaving only an upturned mouth.

The body leaned forward powerlessly, starting to slide down, red and white mush trailing a long path on the steps.

Everyone’s smiles froze, seemingly unable to comprehend what had just happened.

Fearful screams erupted instantly, Wright’s legs, closest to the body, went limp, he collapsed into the pool of blood, his lips trembling violently.

"I guess I understand."

Eleanor turned and left, she had already gained what she came for, "Even though you’re not part of the nobility and haven’t killed others on the battlefield firsthand, you all have no worth for the Ark to unite with."

No one would consider the human rights of Royal City servants anymore.

Even in the most prosperous Camelot of the Lion Heart Kingdom, real commoners still struggle in the darkest depths.

Below servants are even more servants, humble slaves or ’free’ prostitutes under the glory of Lion Heart, they don’t even count as ’people.’

It’s time to hasten the pace of order.

"Oh, by the way, Seven-fingered Wright."

Only Eleanor stood at the door, taking a round mechanical device from her coat pocket and tossing it into the center of the hall.

The King of Pirates had a rogue-like smile on his beautiful face, "This is the tip that Lord Roland is giving you on my behalf."

BOOM!!!

Intense firelight precisely covered every inch of the tavern’s ground floor, screaming noble servants instantly turned into flying meat chunks, the earth-shattering explosion drew the gaze of everyone on the street.

Eleanor spread her black wings without looking back.

She soared higher, quickly spotting the silhouette of that prostitute, the woman was desperately running toward the seaside slum amid the cold wind, her face covered in snot and tears.

"No... it can’t be like this..."

Moments later, she knelt in an empty, shabby room, letting out the most despairing cry, "Give her back to me... give me back my daughter..."

"Tell me your daughter’s build and appearance."

A cold voice suddenly sounded behind the woman, she turned helplessly, a faint hope gradually emerged in her lifeless eyes.

Eleanor opened her watch with a ’snap.’

The dial rippled like water, the Celestial Calamity distorted the underground space of Camelot, the guard held the pale child in hand, approaching the gentle-looking handsome Prince step by step.

Eleanor laughed savagely.

Found you!