I've Become the King of Villains in the Game-Chapter 737 - 460: Slaughter Incident_2

Chapter 737 -460: Slaughter Incident_2

The newsboy, with one hand shielding himself from the harsh sun and the other protecting his slanted shoulder bag, looked at him, sweat dripping down his face, his eyes filled with longing and hope.

“Sorry, I don’t smoke.”

Chen Lun said softly.

The newsboy seemed disappointed and said he was sorry for troubling the man, then readied himself to leave, but just then, Chen Lun called out to him again.

“Give me a newspaper, and keep the change; it’s your tip.”

Chen Lun took out a Silver Ducat and handed it over.

The newsboy was extremely surprised; newspapers didn’t sell too well in Vulture City, as the people here had little interest in what was so-called news. They were too preoccupied with making a living, and cigarettes were more appealing than news.

“Thank you, generous sir!”

The newsboy hurriedly pulled out a newspaper from his bag and was about to hand it to Chen Lun when he thought for a moment and took out another one.

“You’ve given too much money; I’ll give you an extra newspaper.”

Chen Lun couldn’t help but smile.

Having an additional newspaper was meaningless, but he understood that this was the only way the young fellow in front of him could express his gratitude, so he gladly accepted.

After walking a distance with the newspapers in hand, Chen Lun found not even a single wooden bench for pedestrians to rest upon. Having no other choice, he found a slightly cooler spot on the side of the road and sat down on the ground.

He casually opened the newspaper and to his surprise, found negative reporting about the western war at a time when the entire Empire was celebrating victory in battle.

“Shocking to the eye! The occupied area strewn with corpses!”

“According to investigators, around the Zhuangmu City of the Anlong United Kingdom, four territories, including nineteen villages, saw countless locals mysteriously perish!”

“Led by Marquis Giovanni, a total of thirty-two nobles have jointly protested, hoping the Royal Family would severely punish certain military officers for the cruel ‘slaughter activities’ within the occupied area and declared that the Tresor Empire, known for its modern civilization, should not commit such inhumane acts.”

“Reporters from several mainstream newspapers, including the Bauhinia Newspaper, Bixie Newspaper, and the Sunshine Mail, went to investigate the occupied area but were treated rudely by the stationed troops and strictly prohibited from entering for interviews. This undoubtedly constitutes a violation of the citizens’ right to know. Our newspaper seriously suspects there are conspiracies and secrets hidden within! We hope the Council and the Royal Family will provide the public with an answer!”

Chen Lun, looking at the newspaper, felt puzzled.

In his memory, it was unlikely for the Imperial Army to behave in such a manner, but he couldn’t rule out the possibility of individual military officers who were extreme racists and may despise the people of Anlong.

Nevertheless, even so, it was unlikely for an ordinary officer to dare to defy orders and slaughter prisoners and locals on their own.

Chen Lun felt that there was a significant hidden story behind this incident. frёewebηovel.cѳm

He folded the newspaper neatly and left it under the tree as he turned and walked away.

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A week later.

The calendar turned to August, and the temperatures reached their peak.

Chen Lun, along with his team, returned to the Royal City of Bixie Crost.

After settling his subordinates, he used “Cloud Leap” to go straight to the headquarters of the Generous Council to meet with his immediate superior, Speaker Azjiluo.

In the vast, secretive council chamber, the Speaker still wore his simple grey robe and sat quietly on the high ebony seat.

“Jack, two months on the military expedition has been hard on you.”

The Speaker said in a soft voice, amiably motioning for him to sit down.

“The main force was the Imperial Military; I only did some minor tasks,”

Chen Lun said, shaking his head after taking his seat.

The Speaker gave him a meaningful look.

“Prince Dazlert has on his desk a detailed report which includes several of your key interventions, such as the ‘Hercules Bridgehead Fortress Battle,’ the ‘Windsor River Battle,’ and the ‘Nabile Forest Castle Battle’… It’s fair to say that you’ve made a massive contribution to the southwestern battlefield.”

He then gently raised his index finger, and a shadowy gloom descended onto the marble round table in front of Chen Lun, immediately revealing two small wooden boxes.

“As a Senate Governor, you have been quite competent, and this western war has also brought glory to the Council. Your deeds will be passed on by the council members, and I should give you the reward that you deserve.”

“I thank the Speaker and the Council for their trust and support. I shall continue to fulfill my duties as I always have,”

Chen Lun replied, bowing his head.

He then opened both wooden cases at the Speaker’s indication.

In the left case, there was a sunflower-shaped medallion. The Speaker explained that it was sent by Prince Dazlert and symbolized the “Sunflower Medal,” an honor in the Empire, second only to the highest honor, the “Sun Medal.” Not many in history had been able to earn this accolade.

Although it had no substantial reward attached, the Prince stated that with the medal, Chen Lun’s rank of Baron would be elevated to Viscount.

As for the box on the right, it contained a finger-sized, odd chip, the color of which was indescribable, its surface showing a constantly shifting luster.

“This is a piece of High Sequence Destiny Faction Mysterious Substance, an unexpected find I came across recently. Consider it a reward for you,”

Speaker Azjiluo said.

“You should also be close to completing your Mystical Accumulation, preparing for the Saint’s Promotion Ceremony; it’s something indispensable,”

“Thank you, Speaker,”

Chen Lun said politely.

In fact, he already had a High Sequence Destiny material, which was given to him by Philip through Arno from the dark end of the Immortal Realm.

With this piece from the Speaker, he now had two.