Don't call me evil god

Chapter 39 Dursley
The words are divided into two parts.

In the downtown area, there is an underground casino called "Bloody Roulette".

The entrance to this casino is an inconspicuous wall, and you can only enter by pressing the corresponding mechanism.

The inner hall is spacious and dim, with a complex layout. Roulette wheels, dice, cards, chips and other gambling tools are placed on the tables. Guests of all kinds stand or sit around the tables, cheering or cursing from time to time, making it very noisy.

The air was filled with a strong smell of tobacco and alcohol.

Deep inside the casino, outside the VIP room.

Evan was waiting nervously.

The door opened from the inside and a man in black walked out.

"Lord Dursley is back, please go in."

Evan only glanced at him, and was frightened by the strong aura emanating from the other's golden pupils, so he lowered his head.

"Yes Yes!"

"Lord De Lisle, I'll be in right now!"

De Lisle, the first younger brother who followed Dursley to join the Bloodfang Gang, has always served Dursley attentively.

Later, Dursley became the leader of the Bloodfang Gang, and the status of this younger brother also rose.

Although his strength has not even reached the first level of the profession, his status in the gang is very high, equivalent to Dursley's deputy.

The intimidating aura gradually faded away, and Evan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Strange, I never thought De Lisle was this scary before."

Just now when De Lisle was speaking, Evan somehow felt a suffocating feeling as if he couldn't breathe, as if the person in front of him was not a human but a terrifying monster.

"Maybe I'm just too nervous..."

"...I hope...Lord Dursley will let me go this time."

Evan thought about it and carefully pushed open the heavy door of the VIP room decorated with exquisite reliefs.

The decoration in the room is luxurious and quiet, completely different from the noisy atmosphere in the casino hall outside.

A huge chandelier illuminated by magic crystals hung from the ceiling, emitting a soft and bright light. The surrounding walls were covered with elaborate paintings, and even the floor was covered with large carpets made of animal skins.

Behind a table made of rare wood, sat a middle-aged man with gloomy eyes.

He is not tall, but has a very strong physique, and he exudes a dangerous aura just by sitting there.

The man had a scar on his face that went through his left eye, making him look even more ferocious.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

"Why is that tavern in Old Money still open?"

Hearing the question, Evan somehow felt that the other party's momentum had become more ferocious than before.

His legs softened involuntarily and he fell to his knees on the spot, crying without even raising his head.

"Sir, please listen to my explanation."

"We were about to shut him down, but the brothers followed my instructions and went to the pub to have a big fight every day."

"Five days ago, Old Moni's daughter, the girl named Reina, invited a magician from somewhere! And she was a Level 2 magician! Without a word, she beat away all the people I sent!"

"According to our secret observations, the mage has been appearing at the Moni Brothers' Tavern recently. He is probably hired by them to provide protection!"

"There is a wizard in charge of the tavern, so the brothers don't dare to cause trouble."

Evan, one of the five leaders of the Bloodfang Gang, a level 5 warrior.

The Blood Fang gang thugs who had previously gone to the Moni Brothers Tavern to break down the door and cause trouble were Evan's men.

When Evan first received the order to harass a tavern and force it to close down, he didn't take it seriously.

After all, the other party is just an ordinary person. If you send some of your men over to cause trouble for a few more days, the tavern's business will most likely be ruined.

More than one business that opened a shop in the downtown area of ​​Green Harbor was driven away by Evan in this way.

He is very skilled in using this method.

At first, everything went smoothly, but due to the occasional disturbances by the Bloodfang Gang, the tavern soon had to close and was unable to entertain guests. However, Evan's plan was disrupted by Pete, who was invited by Lena.

A mage, and a mage of at least level 2, this exceeds the combat power limit of these gangsters!

Didn’t you see that [Arcane Missiles] specifically targeted someone?

More importantly, the mage is not so easy to offend.

For the thugs of the Bloodfang Gang, they went to the tavern to cause trouble just to follow orders and collect the reward.

If I really anger that mage, what if he holds a grudge against me and plans to retaliate against me?
They are low-level thugs who join gangs just to bully others, not to risk their lives for them!

For a moment, no one dared to be the first to step forward.

No matter how Evan mobilized, the thugs under his command just made excuses.

Evan had no choice but to come to the Bloodfang Gang's headquarters - the "Bloody Roulette" underground casino, to ask his boss, the Bloodfang Gang leader Dursley, for help.

"That's it?"

The middle-aged man, Dursley, sneered after listening to Evan's trembling crying.

"A mere 2nd level mage can scare you like this?"

"As expected, people at the bottom are useless. They can't even handle such a small matter."

Evan was speechless and tried to defend himself: "But sir, none of my subordinates have even tier 1 professions. Of course they are afraid of the revenge of the tier 2 mage..."

Dursley interrupted with a wave of his hand: "Stop."

"I don't want to hear you spouting this crap to me."

"I just want to ask you, if you replace all your subordinates with level 1 professionals and let you be promoted to level 2 warriors, can you get things done for me?"

Evan was stunned.

What did he hear?
Replace all your subordinates with level 1 professionals?
Let him advance to level 2 by himself? !

He was unable to react to this.

In Evan's memory, among the more than one hundred members of the Bloodfang Gang, there were only five Level 5 professionals, plus the leader Dursley, who was a Level 1 warrior.

This level is enough to run rampant in the downtown area.

He has more than a dozen people under him!
If we can get them all to level 1, wouldn't we be able to directly rule the lower city area?

As if anticipating Evan's reaction, Dursley said disdainfully:
"You are such an ignorant person, you are really embarrassing me. Are you scared by the fact that they all become Level 1 professionals?"

"Open your dog eyes and take a good look. What level am I now?"

Evan raised his head tremblingly, and saw that Dursley's body was covered with a thick "air shield" and a hint of blood red could be seen in the transparent flowing gas.

"Anger protects the body!"

This is the most obvious feature of a Tier 3 warrior. The rage is so strong that it can penetrate the body and form a layer of air shield around the body, greatly reducing all kinds of damage received.

"Let me tell you, the Bloodfang Gang is no longer the same as it used to be."

“Is it difficult to be a professional?”

"That's because you don't understand the true meaning of power!"

"I have already gained the favor of a truly great being. Level 1 or 2 is no big deal!"

"Hurry up and call all your useless subordinates over here. That great being will grant them true power!"

Dursley announced with a hideous laugh.

"Dominating the Lower Town is just the beginning!"

"From now on, the Blood Fang Gang will be the uncrowned king of Green Harbor!"

"All those big shots in the upper city have to kneel down and lick my shoes!"

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(End of this chapter)