Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 80 This opportunity to show goodwill must be seized
"Let's go and mobilize our armed personnel."

"Where?"

"Go protect the city lord and do your part for the Marquis!"

The city lord is in trouble, and we come to his aid.

This tremendous opportunity to show goodwill must be seized!

Some smart people thought of this, so soon a group of slave traders who wanted to please the Marquis of Bossier followed the local garrison with their armed forces. After some negotiations, they successfully joined as auxiliary troops.

"Everyone, you are all thoughtful."

"Of course not. The Marquis has done so much for us. How can we watch him being assassinated by criminals without saying anything? We have to come and do our part!"

[Hypocrisy, so fucking hypocritical! ]

The slave trader who spoke was criticized in his heart by a group of represented slave traders below him, but on the surface, everyone showed hypocritical flattery.

After all, with so many people coming, Marquis Bossier might not be able to remember who came, but it would be easy to remember who didn't come.

"Where's Benburn? Why isn't he here?"

[Look, now there is an unlucky guy who didn’t come and has been remembered! ]

Everyone looked at the obvious surprise on Marquis Bossier's face and thought to themselves.

As the saying goes, competitors are enemies, but the slave traders here wish other slave traders hadn't come.

"Find me a notebook to record who came and who didn't."

The Marquis of Bossier immediately ordered someone to take notes.

He could just express his gratitude to those who came, but as for those who didn't come, he would definitely find trouble for them afterwards and make them pay a sufficient price.

To put it simply, he found another reason to ask for money.

However, after making a simple record, Marquis Bossier found that except for the big slave trader Benborn, it seemed that all other slave traders in the city had come.

[Humph, these guys are lucky that they all came. ]

Marquis Bossier was somewhat disappointed and decided to seek recoupment from Benburn.

The local garrison + the slave traders' private armed forces, the entire team numbered more than 5,000, and they were rushing towards the City Lord's Mansion in a mighty manner in the city.

This scene caused the city residents to avoid the area. After the army passed by, they began to discuss what had happened that led to the large-scale mobilization of the army.

. . .

“I knew it would turn out this way.”

Mailad stood on the roof of a residential building, looking at the mighty army marching towards the city lord's mansion, as if he had expected it.

"Should we attack that army?"

Esdeath asked as she stood beside her, looking eager to try.

"Are you crazy? You want to attack an army head-on?"

"Can't you?"

"In an urban environment, if the army lines up and fires a volley, can you dodge or block it?"

Maillard asked an objective question. Esdeath thought about it and found that she really couldn't dodge or block it.

"Unless we are in a wild environment, it is impossible for us to kill an army of a thousand people by our own strength. So, now, we should just follow behind and watch our boy's performance!"

Maillard said so.

"Well, I admit that you have a point, but I want to correct one thing."

"what?"

"Broly is not your boy, but mine and Akame's boy."

Esdeath said seriously.

Maillard: “…”

This guy still has such a strong sense of sovereignty, even though these are obviously other people’s private property.

. . . .

The army quickly arrived near the City Lord's Mansion, and the rumbling noise of the march also attracted the attention of the young guards who were loyally standing guard at the door of the City Lord's Mansion.

After seeing the army, the young guard's face lit up with joy, and he waved his arms and ran towards the army, but this action made the soldiers in the front row raise their rifles and aim at him.

"My Lord Marquis, is that the assassin?"

"No, he's just the guard at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion."

"That man is running towards this side now, do you want to let him come?" "Let him come, he may know the current situation in the City Lord's Mansion.

But you have to take the weapon out of his hand."

said the Marquis de Bossier.

He now needs to confirm whether the assassin is still in the City Lord's Mansion.

The young guard was quickly put into the army and the rifle on his back was removed by the soldiers.

"My Lord Marquis, you have finally returned with reinforcements. I..."

The young guard said with some excitement.

"Don't say these useless things. What's the current situation in the City Lord's Mansion? Did the assassin escape?"

Marquis Bossier was a little impatient and interrupted the young guard to ask directly.

"There is no longer any fighting in the City Lord's Mansion, but the assassin has not escaped. Instead, he has held other people hostage and is forcing them to search for you in the City Lord's Mansion."

The young guard replied quickly.

"Very good!" Marquis Bosier slapped his thigh, looked at the chief of the Armament Department and gave an order, "Prepare to bombard the City Lord's Mansion."

"Ah, Lord Marquis, the assassin still has many hostages."

Hearing this, the young guard hurriedly spoke.

Marquis Bosir wanted to sneer, but when he saw the young guard's sincere concern for others, he frowned and said, "Young man, you know how powerful that assassin is. I can't let my army take the risk of causing more casualties and engage in close combat with him just because he has hostages!"

Young guard: “…”

He was somewhat unable to refute what the Marquis said.

However, he thought of the scene where some people ran downstairs and were scared back, his eyes lit up, and he said, "My Lord Marquis, the assassin is only one person, and he asked the hostages to help find your trace in the City Lord's Mansion, but he didn't keep a close watch on the hostages. I think I can go over there and rescue some of the hostages."

"Ha, it's rare to find a young man like you who cares about his colleagues. How about this, you can go over there and try to bring the hostage back now, but I can only give you five minutes. Once the five minutes are up, the army will directly bombard the city lord's mansion."

"Yes, Lord Marquis, I promise to rescue as many people as possible within five minutes."

The young guard was encouraged, assured the Marquis, and rushed back.

“Young people, it’s great to have such energy!”

Looking at the running back of the young guard, Marquis Bossier sighed.

"The Marquis is really kind. I didn't expect him to give that young man five minutes."

The Chief of the Armament Department flattered him immediately, and at this time, various dignitaries in the city of Bossier who had heard that the Marquis had been assassinated came to express their condolences, and they also echoed his words.

The reason why they were so active was because they understood how petty Marquis Bossier was. If they didn't show some initiative now, they might get into trouble in the future.

"What are you talking about?" Marquis Bosier showed a surprised expression and said directly, "Now, give the soldiers an order to bombard the city lord's mansion directly."

"Ah, Lord Marquis, didn't you say that we should give the other party five minutes to rescue the hostages?"

"Ha, five minutes, are you kidding? If the assassin escapes during these five minutes, can you take the responsibility?"

The Marquis of Bossier felt uncomfortable at the thought that there was an assassin in the city who could kill him.

It's impossible for him to stay in the army and be protected forever.

Therefore, killing the assassin who attacked the City Lord's Mansion is the priority that must be resolved.

As for the possible casualties in the process of killing the assassin, Marquis Bossier doesn't care as long as his personal life is not endangered.

After all, they are just a group of subordinates. If they are gone, he can just recruit more later. But if the assassin who attacked the City Lord's Mansion escapes, he will be unable to sleep or eat.

Of course, as for the young guard, he was originally a guy who was not good at guarding the gate, and he was able to kill him in the process of delaying the assassin, which actually made the young man's heroic sacrifice possible.

[Well, I won’t punish that guy’s family any further.]

Thinking of this, Marquis Bossier felt that he was too kind and benevolent.

. . . .

The young guard ran back stupidly, holding back his fear and ran into the city lord's mansion. He was about to sneak upstairs to take away the hostage in his eyes, but before he could get to the second floor...

"boom!"

The sound of artillery fire outside rang out directly as the City Lord's Mansion shook.

"Ah, why are they firing now? Isn't it five minutes?"

The young guard was a little stunned, and had no idea why the artillery fire outside was so early.

(End of this chapter)