On this day, the entire Mountland was filled with fighting. The civilians heard Master Lewis’s orders and obediently hid in their homes. This day was destined to shock the world.
Bang.
In the Grant family’s residence in the capital, many distinguished people sat. Their extraordinary bearing immediately marked them as leaders. These were the heads of various families in the capital, among which the leader was Joe Grant, the head of the Grant family.
Joe Grant threw a cup on the ground, his face furious. “This is too much, too much! What does Robin want to do, slaughtering all the people we planted in Mountland? Even my son got injured!”
Master Lewis also had high-level practitioners among his subordinates. One of them went to kill Matthew Grant.
Matthew Grant escaped, but the people around him did not.
“This Robin, he deserves to die,” the people around him said with gloomy faces.
Their people in Mountland were also slaughtered by Primus Robin.
Most of those who went this time were core family members and top-level practitioners. After all, the Sword of Kings was a big deal. But in this operation, none survived.
All were gone.
They just wanted to fish in troubled waters and, best-case scenario, snatch the Sword of Kings. They didn’t necessarily have to hand it over to the king of South Land. Maybe they would hide it depending on the situation. If Kisia could win, they would keep it. If South Land could win, they could use the Sword of Kings to not only preserve their family but also gain wealth and glory.
But they didn’t expect Robin to be so ruthless.
He slaughtered them all without any explanation, as if to sound a warning bell for them, a huge warning bell.
“This Robin, even after being stripped of his Primus status, he’s still restless. What is he trying to do? Could it be that he intends to oppose all of Kisia? It’s too abhorrent, my son was also killed by that Primus.”
“He didn’t leave any room for mercy, this Robin deserves to die.”
“We didn’t betray Kisia. On what grounds is he slaughtering our people, and so ruthlessly at that? What Primus, I realized from the last incident, this man is not a Primus, he’s a butcher.”
The family heads below, smacking the table, voiced their thoughts one after another.
Everyone was enraged.
This Robin is nothing more than a living butcher.
At this time, Joe Grant looked at the last person in the row, his gaze somewhat sharp: “Eric Bailey, what do you think of this matter, after all, he is your son.”
At this, everyone’s gaze fell on the man at the very end.
Not fat, even somewhat thin, sporting a two-pronged beard, his facial expression fluctuating, he is Eric Bailey, the head of the prestigious Bailey family in the capital, and also Robin’s biological father.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, this unfilial son has long been expelled from our family. What he’s doing now has nothing to do with our Bailey family, however, this little wretch’s outrageous actions now indeed warrant death.”
Eric Bailey spat out these words.
Someone sneered: “Is that so? Then why didn’t the Bailey family send anyone to Mountland this time? Could it be you received news in advance? Is it that whoever goes, dies?”
Once someone asked this, it immediately attracted everyone’s suspicion.
Yes. The Grant family, as well as those close to the Grants, all went this time. The Bailey family has a close relationship with the Grants, but this time, only the Bailey family did not go.
Eric Bailey’s face turned ugly.
He couldn’t possibly say he was afraid of that little bastard, could he?
Had he known, this little bastard would have such remarkable achievements today, he shouldn’t have let him leave the Bailey family back then. He should have killed him within the Bailey family, not be in a situation like now, besieged on all sides.
He truly has nothing to do with Robin now.
But now some people are suspecting him.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, that person has always held a grudge against our Bailey family. His mother indirectly died at our hands. Under such circumstances, how could he possibly be in contact with us?”
Suddenly, a woman in the back spoke.
If it was any ordinary woman, daring to interject at this time, it would surely displease everyone. But this woman wouldn’t, because she is Elsa Brighton, Eric Bailey’s wife, Robin’s stepmother, and the gem of the Brighton family.
The Brighton family is a colossal family in the capital.
This woman, naturally, has the qualifications to interject.
It was because of this woman that Robin and his mother were expelled from their home. She even went out of her way to ensure that his mother couldn’t even find a job washing dishes and died of illness on the streets.
“You’re right, he holds a grudge for his mother’s death. Given his temperament, how could he possibly ally with the Bailey family again? He probably wishes he could devour the Bailey family’s flesh and drink their blood.”
“Yes, I knew him, he once said that if it wasn’t for his mother’s dying words forbidding him from killing in the capital, he would have stormed in and flattened the capital long ago.”
“Under such circumstances, it’s impossible for the Bailey family to ally with him.”
Everyone laughed it off.
Before, they all knew this was the case, but after the slaughter in Mountland, they all had a weight on their hearts. Now seeing the biological father of that beast, they naturally wanted to vent their anger.
After all, the Bailey family is prestigious in the capital, but the capital is the heart of the country.
In front of their families, the Bailey family didn’t amount to much.
But when Elsa Brighton stepped out, they had no choice. The Brighton family in the capital, although they don’t show up in public, everyone knows the terror of this family.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, let’s go to the Central Tower together. This Robin, so bold and presumptuous, we must demand an explanation.” Joe Grant stood up and said.
“Let’s go, to the Central Tower.”
“We must demand an explanation from them. How can such a butcher be allowed to live in this world?”
The crowd echoed in agreement.
In fact, the number of people going this time was quite large. Most of them belonged to powerful families, accustomed to a life of comfort and luxury, they had never experienced such a massacre.
They were both fearful and angry.
Public demonstrations began again.
The entire Kisia was once again in an uproar.
Central Tower.
In the office, Mr. Berger and Mr. Collins stood by the window, looking at the crowd demonstrating in the streets. Mr. Collins couldn’t help but frown, “This time, it doesn’t seem like the last time. Last time, everything was a joint plot by the Temples, the Harding family, and South Land. This time, it seems like an internal uprising in Kisia, driven by dissatisfaction with Robin.”
“Dissatisfied? Huh, I think Little Mad is doing the right thing. The enemy is almost upon us, about to destroy our country, and these families are still trying to take advantage, hoping to gain a share of the prosperity and wealth from South Land. Such people, if they’re killed, they’re killed, they’re not worth keeping. If these opportunistic people aren’t killed, there will be more people harboring hopes of luck, and they might even leak information to South Land and cooperate with them.”
“But they forget who raised them, whose food they eat, this land is called Kisia, not South Land.”
“Kill, good kill, worthy of being my student, he didn’t disgrace me.”
Mr. Berger laughed heartily.
Are they supposed to keep these people, waiting for them to leak information to the enemy? To influence more and more people?
Killing these people will serve as a lesson to others.
Anyone who colludes with other races will face the same fate, extermination.