Chapter 79: Cannon Fodder Mobilization

Following the kind uncle's directions, Broly soon arrived at the top floor of the City Lord's Mansion.

Pushing open the door, he entered a spacious bedroom.

Before long, he found three women hiding under the table, looking rather panic-stricken and uneasy.

"Which one of you is Marquis Bosier?"

Setting the table in his hand aside, Broly asked the three huddled together.

"None of us are."

Hearing the question, the three discovered women all shook their heads in fright, vehemently denying it.

"There's no Marquis Bosier here?"

Broly was a bit disappointed.

"My Lord Marquis has already left; his personal bodyguard took him away."

One of the women hurriedly answered; seeing the bloodstains on the boy before her, he should be the dwarf assassin who broke into the City Lord's Mansion. She feared that if she spoke too slowly, she would be killed by him.

"Already left? Then which way did he go?"

Broly pursued the question.

"I'm sorry, we really don't know. We're just the Marquis's pets."

The woman explained.

"Alright then, which one of you is Twina?"

Broly asked again.

"Twina is the Marquis's mistress; she occasionally serves the Marquis together with us, but she's not here right now."

"Then where is she?"

"We don't know either. *Sob sob*, please don't kill us, we beg you."

The three women couldn't take it anymore; under Broly's somewhat indifferent gaze (actually just a very calm gaze — please reference Sensei Saitama's blank moe eyes here, but with blood on his body, it becomes subtly terrifying), they burst into tearful whimpering.

"You didn't attack me, so why would I kill you?"

Broly was a bit confused.

"Right, can you help me find Marquis Bosier? I have some things I want to ask him."

Broly was stating an objective fact, but the three women thought he was coercing them.

"We understand. We'll do our best to help you, My Lord, search for the Marquis..."

Crying, they walked out the door, knowing that helping the assassin find the Marquis might get them killed by the Marquis's bodyguards the moment they found him.

But they had no choice; if they didn't search, they might be killed by the harmless-looking dwarf assassin behind them.

As for whether Broly's words were true — well, rather than believe him, they might as well believe that light and justice exist in this world, believing that someday, a righteous person would suddenly appear and save them from their slave status.

Broly didn't think that much; he just felt there were still kindhearted good people in this City Lord's Mansion — like the uncle who gave him directions earlier, and now these three 'big sister' types who, at a single request from him, were willing to help him search for Marquis Bosier.

"My Lord Marquis, where are you?"

"Please, come out." "The assassin is looking for you."

Crying and shouting, the three female slaves felt their lives were like a candle in the wind, liable to reach their end at any moment.

While others helped search, Broly wasn't idle either; he searched room by room, continuously finding new people.

And these discovered people rarely attacked Broly again, because those who could attack Broly were the City Lord's Mansion guards, but most of them had already died on the first floor, killed by Broly's counterattacks while trying to intercept his invasion and attacking him.

Now, the only ones left alive in the City Lord's Mansion were some clerical staff responsible for its normal operation. Most were scared witless; once found by Broly, they quickly followed in the three female slaves' footsteps, joining the search party for the Marquis.

Every so often, someone would sneak away quietly, but upon descending to the first floor, they were frightened back by the miserable scene of a corridor full of corpses.

Plus, outside there was a guy poking his head around, holding a rifle, looking exactly like an assassin's accomplice. Seeing them, he even waved at them, seemingly wanting them to come out so he could kill them. These people were scared back inside again.

The young guard stood at the City Lord's Mansion entrance, somewhat afraid, but encouraged by the departed Marquis, he forcibly endured his fear and remained here, faithfully performing his duty for the Marquis.

Fortunately, that terrifying assassin boy didn't appear; instead, some clerical staff from the City Lord's Mansion would come down from time to time.

However, they were quickly scared back by the horrific scene on the first floor, leaving the guard — who wanted to call them out to evacuate — rather troubled.

"These clerical staff are a bit too cowardly..."

The young guard complained inwardly, but he was actually very afraid too, as shown by the fact he didn't dare enter the blood-soaked City Lord's Mansion.

【Also don't know when the Marquis will return with reinforcements. If I can't stall that assassin before then, who knows if I'll go from a meritorious official to a guilty party blamed by the Marquis.】

The young guard was letting his thoughts run wild, but relied on this method to dispel the fear constantly welling up in his heart.

On the other side, after leaving the City Lord's Mansion, Marquis Bosier soon rushed to the city's Military Equipment Bureau.

"I was assassinated — right in my own City Lord's Mansion! How are you doing your job as Martial Bureau Chief, letting such a dangerous assassin slip into my city?"

Facing City Lord Marquis Bosier's interrogation, the Martial Bureau Chief was first dazed, then greatly shocked. While inwardly grumbling 【So many people come and go in the city every day, how could I possibly screen every single identity?】, his face instantly turned solemn, and he immediately declared:

"My Lord Marquis, you've been frightened; this is my negligence. I'll mobilize the garrison right now to hunt down that brazen madman who dared assassinate you!"

"No need to hunt him down. Just hurry up and mobilize the army to the City Lord's Mansion! That bastard who forced his way in to assassinate me is extremely arrogant; he should still be rampaging in my City Lord's Mansion right now."

There were still quite a few guards in the City Lord's Mansion, leading Marquis Bosier to believe the assassin was still entangled there by his own guards.

One must say, although the reasoning was wrong, the result was accidentally correct. Broly was indeed still in the City Lord's Mansion, and had even mobilized others to search for the non-existent him within the mansion.

"Yes."

The Martial Bureau Chief acknowledged immediately, and the city garrison was quickly mobilized.

This large-scale movement also attracted the attention of some slave traders.

These slave traders warily watched the city garrison's movements, worried that Marquis Bosier had taken a fancy to their wealth and was preparing to mobilize the army to kill them like pigs and eat their meat.

One can't blame this group for such thoughts; the current imperial system has collapsed, and some local nobles' table manners are truly unsightly.

However, these well-informed slave traders soon inquired about the reason for the city army's mobilization.

"Heard a powerful assassin stormed the City Lord's Mansion in broad daylight, trying to assassinate the Marquis!"

(Chapter End)