Like so, the wheels of fate began spinning, with many narrowing their thoughts on the strange matters that unfolded.
[Assassin & Info Guild Masters]: Don't they still have their ships around? Then we still have hope! I give you all 3 weeks! I want information on these strangers fast!
[Nobles men]: Buy! Buy! No matter the price, buy the information. If we can get our own special carriages, our forces and prestige will strengthen! In the meantime, we'll be visiting City Lord Zeno too. Whatever secrets he was told, we must also know!
[Noble Ladies]: I can't believe I have the rare opportunity to see such beautiful carriages while on a ride along the streets. Whoever has them must be very wealthy. It just so happens that my daughter has just come of age. I wonder if these people would be staying for long? Hurry! Find out how long they would be and all you can about them. I must let my husband find a way to get us invited to their company. My children must catch their eyes!
[Wealthy Merchants]: Quickly! Prepare to throw a party and invite city Lord Zeno. He must get drunk and get in the company of women. I don't care what it takes, but he must tell us everything he knows… Also, get in touch with his favored wives and beside them all. Give them whatever they desire!
[Famous Carriage makers in Dario]: Did you not see what we just saw? We must learn how to make such godly carriages. If we do so, we'll be able to make a fortune overnight. No! No! We must find a way to contact these people and make their carriage masters take us as their disciples.
[More Carriage makers]: City lord Zeno… Only he can help us now. We've been creating expensive carriages for many nobles like himself. And even now, we still have projects from his household just submitted. So after our long working history with his household, shouldn't he help us this much?
One by one, many started making plans.
And Murdock was no different.
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"They still have their ships around, meaning they aren't going back anytime soon."
Murdock's voice was shrill and heavy the more he spoke. Taking a sip of tea, he stared out his window, with his back facing the gathering of men in black.
"Hear me now and hear me well. I don't care whether you have to eat your foot or slice off your own hands. All that is important is that you don't come back empty-handed.
~Hee-hee-hee~
The eerie cries of the anxious horse echoed into the room via opened windows.
Just below his window 3 stories down was an interesting spectacle that he wouldn't miss.
Hee~hee~hee~hee~hee~…
Several men pinned down the black and brown striped horse with butcher hands at hand.
Its legs shook with fear, and its eyes darted about.
It didn't want to die. It didn't want to die.
Hee~Hee~Hee~Hee~…
Those standing far behind Murdock couldn't see the spectacle. But the wails alone made their breathing turn heavy.
So cruel.
Even if they didn't have a problem killing other humans, killing reliant animals like dogs or horses was something 1 or 2 of them weren't too comfortable with.
A majority of them still couldn't care less. But there was always that one person in the gang of hard stoned killers who had a love for these creatures they relied on.
After riding their horses for so many years and having a strong bond with them, these few would feel a tingle in their hearts if told to put down their horses.
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Heeeee~~
Slash!
The horse was given a quick jab to its neck before it could even finish its cries.
~Gruph…
Its whimpers grew softer and softer with every passing second.
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It was blazing hot under the son's warmth. Yet, it was feeling colder as time passed by.
Was this its end?
Pfff~…
Blood squirted out like a fountain from its neck.
Body trembling, heart forcefully pumping blood to save the situation, the horse soon found its vision becoming darker and darker.
Dead.
The poor being was dead.
Murdock took a sip of his tea, staring at the useless pile of trash below.
"I told you. If you don't catch up, you're only as good as dinner to me." Murdock numbered underneath his breath as though talking to the soul of the deceased horse.
It only had itself to blame for being so useless.
Its meat would be the main course for tonight's meal at the tables.
Both he and his many men would feat and the worthless beast!
Shiver. Shiver.
Many men in black couldn't help shivering.
They got their master's message loud and clear.
In translation, if they don't return with good news, they would be the ‘dead horse.'
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Very calmly, Murdoch turned around to face his men.
"What I want is good news. Every day, I want to revive at least one new piece of information on these strangers. Whether it's about their favorite food, I want to know. Everything about them is my business!"
With a sweeping gaze, he passed one last look at them. "If you can't tell me direct news about these visitors, I expect to see plans for action laid out. Whether you can infiltrate their ships or bribe them is up to you!"
Murdoch had a bad feeling about their visit.
They shouldn't be able to hinder the Society's main mission.
No matter how fast they moved, he found it hard to believe they would be able to reach the Capital so soon.
And maybe… Just maybe he was overthinking things.
Who said their final destination was the Capital? For all he knew, they could have headed to another city altogether.
Hmmm…
The men in black subconsciously nodded, listening very attentively to their master's words. Anything missed could only result in them losing their necks.
"Starting from today, each of you is obligated to report your findings and plans before the end of each day! Now, go."
In a flash, the men vanished.
Whoosh!