Chapter 217: It’s A Dragon!
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Chapter 217 It’s A Dragon!
The KariBlanc Eastern Warehouse.
It existed beyond the standard definitions of a warehouse, instead taking on a completely different form.
Ten snow-capped mountains clustered together, with secret entrances spread all around them, as well as passageways locked underneath the earth that led to one another.
It was a labyrinthine path ensured no outsider could ever comprehend the complicated activities that went on within it.
Inside this mountain, which had been drilled so that caves and caverns could be used to safely store valuable resources that were to be distributed to multiple areas within the Eastern Region.
However, this was merely one function of the warehouse.
Only half of it was used for storage, while the second half was used for production.
The products made within the Eastern Warehouse included many things, but due to the recent business with the Elves, they mostly consisted of Enchanted Items necessary for warfare.
Living quarters existed in both sections of the mountains, specifically for the workers there.
As a result, the Warehouse was self-sustaining, and more importantly, it was safe.
... Until now.
*******
"IT'S A DRAGOOOOOOONNNN!!!"
Screeches filled the chambers of the Warehouse as the very interior rumbled as a result of whatever was happening outside.
Just a minute ago, they were busy with their activities, but once the alarms rang from the watchtowers, and they realized what had come, everyone ceased their activities.
This was no time to work.
It was time to run.
"A DRAGON IS HERE!!!"
Screams filled the air as grown men and women cried like babies.
They trembled as they tried to find their way out of whatever center they were assigned to.
"RUN!!!"
Echoes of desperation filled the entire Warehouse, and before long there was a stampede.
Even those who had time off, or were resting in their rooms, heard the noises and jumped to their feet.
There was only one thing on everyone's mind.
—SURVIVAL!
~BOOOOOM!~
More volleys of what they presumed to be Dragon Breath caused portions of the ceiling to collapse.
Blood sprayed from the young lady's head as her head practically exploded.
"ARGHHHH!!!" A scream came from the lips of the second one as she watched splatters of blood rush from the gaping neck of her friend.
Why... why did she have to die such a brutal death?
It wasn't their fault that this pervert of a man summoned them to his room and had his fun with them through the night.
They wouldn't even have dared to wake him up, but they had no choice.
"L-Lord Phobio... w-we had no..."
"... Too loud..."
~SPLOOOOSSH!~
The destruction of the other girl's head caused the ringing in the handsome young man's ears to stop, and he smiled in satisfaction once it happened.
The blood that splattered from both girls were not floating in the air, like liquid bubbles in the air.
Not a single drop had splashed on his body.
Instead, more began to rise from the necks of the women until they became nothing but dried-up corpses.
All the blood gathered together to form one large sphere of blood.
"Haaa... finally some quiet." He whispered, ignoring the sphere that was floating next to him.
"So, what exactly happened? What's causing the commotion?"
Unfortunately, there was no one in the room to answer him.
"Tch. Why did I kill them? Am I still asleep, or..."
Lord Phobio, as he was called, rose from his bed with a lazy groan.
He was naked, so his lean, but well-toned body was exposed in all its majesty. He put on a white robe and a pair of sandals, leaving his bedroom for the Living Room.
As he did so, the sphere of blood followed him.
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[A/N]
Thanks for reading!
Guess this is like a marathon or something. We're going to see another Mercenary Gang Head flex his power.
Sorry for all the info dump...
Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!
Chapter 217 It’s A Dragon!
The KariBlanc Eastern Warehouse.
It existed beyond the standard definitions of a warehouse, instead taking on a completely different form.
Ten snow-capped mountains clustered together, with secret entrances spread all around them, as well as passageways locked underneath the earth that led to one another.
It was a labyrinthine path ensured no outsider could ever comprehend the complicated activities that went on within it.
Inside this mountain, which had been drilled so that caves and caverns could be used to safely store valuable resources that were to be distributed to multiple areas within the Eastern Region.
However, this was merely one function of the warehouse.
Only half of it was used for storage, while the second half was used for production.
The products made within the Eastern Warehouse included many things, but due to the recent business with the Elves, they mostly consisted of Enchanted Items necessary for warfare.
Living quarters existed in both sections of the mountains, specifically for the workers there.
As a result, the Warehouse was self-sustaining, and more importantly, it was safe.
... Until now.
*******
"IT'S A DRAGOOOOOOONNNN!!!"
Screeches filled the chambers of the Warehouse as the very interior rumbled as a result of whatever was happening outside.
Just a minute ago, they were busy with their activities, but once the alarms rang from the watchtowers, and they realized what had come, everyone ceased their activities.
This was no time to work.
It was time to run.
"A DRAGON IS HERE!!!"
Screams filled the air as grown men and women cried like babies.
They trembled as they tried to find their way out of whatever center they were assigned to.
"RUN!!!"
Echoes of desperation filled the entire Warehouse, and before long there was a stampede.
Even those who had time off, or were resting in their rooms, heard the noises and jumped to their feet.
There was only one thing on everyone's mind.
—SURVIVAL!
~BOOOOOM!~
More volleys of what they presumed to be Dragon Breath caused portions of the ceiling to collapse.
Blood sprayed from the young lady's head as her head practically exploded.
"ARGHHHH!!!" A scream came from the lips of the second one as she watched splatters of blood rush from the gaping neck of her friend.
Why... why did she have to die such a brutal death?
It wasn't their fault that this pervert of a man summoned them to his room and had his fun with them through the night.
They wouldn't even have dared to wake him up, but they had no choice.
"L-Lord Phobio... w-we had no..."
"... Too loud..."
~SPLOOOOSSH!~
The destruction of the other girl's head caused the ringing in the handsome young man's ears to stop, and he smiled in satisfaction once it happened.
The blood that splattered from both girls were not floating in the air, like liquid bubbles in the air.
Not a single drop had splashed on his body.
Instead, more began to rise from the necks of the women until they became nothing but dried-up corpses.
All the blood gathered together to form one large sphere of blood.
"Haaa... finally some quiet." He whispered, ignoring the sphere that was floating next to him.
"So, what exactly happened? What's causing the commotion?"
Unfortunately, there was no one in the room to answer him.
"Tch. Why did I kill them? Am I still asleep, or..."
Lord Phobio, as he was called, rose from his bed with a lazy groan.
He was naked, so his lean, but well-toned body was exposed in all its majesty. He put on a white robe and a pair of sandals, leaving his bedroom for the Living Room.
As he did so, the sphere of blood followed him.
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*
[A/N]
Thanks for reading!
Guess this is like a marathon or something. We're going to see another Mercenary Gang Head flex his power.
Sorry for all the info dump...
Chapter 217 It's A Dragon! The KariBlanc Eastern Warehouse. It existed beyond the standard definitions of a warehouse, instead taking on a completely different form. Ten snow-capped mountains clustered together, with secret entrances spread all around them, as well as passageways locked underneath the earth that led to one another. It was a labyrinthine path ensured no outsider could ever comprehend the complicated activities that went on within it. Inside this mountain, which had been drilled so that caves and caverns could be used to safely store valuable resources that were to be distributed to multiple areas within the Eastern Region. However, this was merely one function of the warehouse. Only half of it was used for storage, while the second half was used for production. The products made within the Eastern Warehouse included many things, but due to the recent business with the Elves, they mostly consisted of Enchanted Items necessary for warfare. Living quarters existed in both sections of the mountains, specifically for the workers there. As a result, the Warehouse was self-sustaining, and more importantly, it was safe. ... Until now. ******* "IT'S A DRAGOOOOOOONNNN!!!" Screeches filled the chambers of the Warehouse as the very interior rumbled as a result of whatever was happening outside. Just a minute ago, they were busy with their activities, but once the alarms rang from the watchtowers, and they realized what had come, everyone ceased their activities. This was no time to work. It was time to run. "A DRAGON IS HERE!!!" Screams filled the air as grown men and women cried like babies. They trembled as they tried to find their way out of whatever center they were assigned to. "RUN!!!" Echoes of desperation filled the entire Warehouse, and before long there was a stampede. Even those who had time off, or were resting in their rooms, heard the noises and jumped to their feet. There was only one thing on everyone's mind. SURVIVAL! ~BOOOOOM!~ More volleys of what they presumed to be Dragon Breath caused portions of the ceiling to collapse. Blood sprayed from the young lady's head as her head practically exploded. "ARGHHHH!!!" A scream came from the lips of the second one as she watched splatters of blood rush from the gaping neck of her friend. Why... why did she have to die such a brutal death? It wasn't their fault that this pervert of a man summoned them to his room and had his fun with them through the night. They wouldn't even have dared to wake him up, but they had no choice. "L-Lord Phobio... w-we had no..." "... Too loud..." ~SPLOOOOSSH!~ The destruction of the other girl's head caused the ringing in the handsome young man's ears to stop, and he smiled in satisfaction once it happened. The blood that splattered from both girls were not floating in the air, like liquid bubbles in the air. Not a single drop had splashed on his body. Instead, more began to rise from the necks of the women until they became nothing but dried-up corpses. All the blood gathered together to form one large sphere of blood. "Haaa... finally some quiet." He whispered, ignoring the sphere that was floating next to him. "So, what exactly happened? What's causing the commotion?" Unfortunately, there was no one in the room to answer him. "Tch. Why did I kill them? Am I still asleep, or..." Lord Phobio, as he was called, rose from his bed with a lazy groan. He was naked, so his lean, but well-toned body was exposed in all its majesty. He put on a white robe and a pair of sandals, leaving his bedroom for the Living Room. As he did so, the sphere of blood followed him. * * * A/N Thanks for reading! Guess this is like a marathon or something. We're going to see another Mercenary Gang Head flex his power. Sorry for all the info dump...
