Arknights' Lock of Heaven

Although the official had told him before he came that he would help him avoid any official problems,

Don't escalate the situation too much; absolutely do not cause any deaths or attract the attention of the Kazimierz authorities.

If too many lives are lost, he won't be able to stop the gazes from above.

The business leaders will not pass up this opportunity to damage the reputation of the Securities and Futures Commission.

After all, the countryside of Kazimierz has always been the territory of knights and nobles.

That's why I stayed in Dishui Village for two years, trying to force them to hand over the treasure by constantly harassing the villagers.

But now I don’t care about that much anymore.

My own life is more important.

If they couldn't find anything, they would incite these bounty hunters, eager to make up for their losses, to massacre the village.

Not a single person in the village was spared!

The captain had already planned out the steps, starting with the village chief.

They gathered all the villagers together, hung her up, and interrogated her. If they couldn't get anything out of her, they simply beheaded her.

Let these bounty hunters, eager to recoup their losses, see blood.

Then came the arrests, the interrogations, and the killings. He had already given these people hope, but if he couldn't find anything out of them, he would provoke them a few more times and they would naturally cooperate with him.

How many good people are among those who become bounty hunters?

With the spoils of massacring the village, he could then use this opportunity to bring these people onto his own side, thus preventing himself from ending up being completely exploited.

As for the consequences of the massacre...

Do you know what it means for public opinion to be so powerful?

Those two monsters killed so many of his subordinates and ruined so many years of his hard work. Are they just going to let them go like that?

If I can't beat you, can't I at least be dirtier than you?

After the bloodthirsty bounty hunters slaughtered the village, they realized what had happened and took the opportunity to suggest pinning the blame on the two monsters.

They'll definitely agree; after all, nobody wants to become a wanted criminal.

Moreover, everyone has witnessed what he has done in the past two years. Although he has been harassing the villagers, he has never committed murder.

At this moment, two outsiders who coveted the treasure snatched it from them, only to discover that the supposedly great knight's treasure was worth a hundred or so gold coins. Enraged, they massacred the village and tortured the intruders before leaving in a huff.

They had put up a fight; the countless severed limbs in front of the cave were undeniable, but they were simply no match for them.

We could only watch helplessly as they slaughtered the villagers.

To be honest, this statement is full of flaws.

But when it comes to money, nothing else matters.

Having worked as a bounty hunter for so many years, I've gotten to know quite a few people and amassed a considerable fortune.

Although this time it will be a huge financial loss, as long as he retains his power, he can earn it back in the future. Moreover, after the massacre of the village, he will have a group of loyal subordinates.

This is Casimir today.

When it comes to money, even black can be turned into white.

The captain knew that his method had many flaws and could not withstand close scrutiny.

But that's all he can do.

If it weren't for this, I probably wouldn't have been able to get back to my house in the mobile city; I would have been eaten alive by these bounty hunters on the way.

They didn't have the guts to face the two monsters, but they did have the guts to deal with their own leader, who was injured and had lost most of his men.

To protect himself, he had no choice but to take such a risky move.

As for what if his bribes aren't enough to shut the officials up, what if those two monsters come back to cause trouble because of it, what if that big shot... is unhappy with him...

He couldn't worry about those things now; they were things he'd have to think about later.

Now he needs to make sure he gets back to the civilized world alive.

Drip Village... Drip Village is just a little-known village... Even if a massacre occurred, as long as I have enough money, I should be fine...

He could only console himself with this thought.

“We need to find a way to get rid of a group of people,” he said, squinting at the bustling camp before him, continuing to weave his scheme.

"There aren't many good people among bounty hunters, but we still have to be careful."

"If anyone hesitates to act, let those bloodthirsty people kill them all!"

He thought viciously to himself, "I don't have time to get to know these rabble one by one. It's safest to just take them all down at once."

"Then, the smarter ones can't survive either. The smartest people have too many ideas, and with too many ideas, they're prone to being indecisive!"

"If we can successfully weather this crisis, then these people cannot be allowed to live; they must be slowly and secretly eliminated one by one!"

"These people who hold our secrets must not be allowed to live!"

The captain never believed that bounty hunters had any concept of loyalty.

Just as he was watching the bounty hunters rejoicing with renewed hope and weaving his own wicked scheme in his mind, a whooshing sound interrupted all their movements.

boom!

Even inside the tent, one could feel the powerful wind pressure from the explosion; even the large tent in front of them was blown about.

The tent fell silent instantly.

Fear crept across everyone's faces, slowly emerging from their pupils.

"They're here!" The old bounty hunter, forgotten by everyone in the tent, who had survived the cave bombardment, broke the silence with a hoarse voice.

"We're dead!"

154 Where in the world are there so many good people?

The captain is dead.

Before he could carry out his wicked plan to massacre the village, he died like a stray dog ​​on the roadside, unnoticed by anyone.

He did not die directly from artillery fire.

Instead, he died at the hands of his panicked and terrified subordinates.

When the thunderous sound of artillery fire rang out, no one cared about the captain who was injured and unable to run.

Everyone tried to escape.

The deafening roar of cannons pounded against their fragile hearts, and the terrifying howling of the wind shattered their spirits.

They panicked and fled in all directions.

It's unclear who it was, but they kicked the captain who was trying to take control of the situation.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Faced with the ever-present threat of artillery fire, the man who had just vowed to make everyone rich was now utterly insignificant to them.

They just wanted to escape.

The first, the second, the third... until the last person scrambled out of the tent from the mangled corpses.

The captain hadn't even shown his venomous fangs before he was defeated and killed here.

Died without dignity.

But who cares whether a bounty hunter leader dies with dignity?

In the end, a heavy metal shell, accompanied by the dazzling explosion of a fantasy collapse, destroyed everything he had ever dreamed of.

Nobody cares whether he lives or dies.

This land has never lacked ambitious people, nor has it lacked ambitious people who died before they could even realize their ambitions.

In the end, people's impression of him might only be that of a captain, and he might be forgotten a few months later.

He couldn't even leave his name.

This is normal; how many people in the world can have their names etched in history?

Xia Yu watched as hundreds of tents in the valley crumbled under her artillery fire, and nodded in satisfaction.

When it first came out, Kroos said that the cannon might explode, but after firing so many shots, he felt that everything was still normal.

At least it won't go silent after only firing ten or so shots.

It seems we can continue using it for a while longer.

He glanced at the surviving bounty hunters fleeing the camp, crying and screaming, then turned and left.

Xia Yu did not intend to exterminate them all.

If we kill them all, some fools might still come looking for trouble in Dripwater Village. It would be even better if someone escaped.

He believed that once word of what happened here got out, and with him and Skadi staying in the village for a few more nights and behaving a little more amicably, no one would dare to disturb Drip Village for at least the next few years.

As long as Skadi and her own name are still known among bounty hunters, no one will be foolish enough to come looking for death.