Magicians never make wishes

Chapter 98 Slaughter of the Village

Having resolved the issue of being marked, Ronan headed alone to Jiuwan Village.

This was his first stop when he set foot in Wuyue City.

Looking at the familiar village entrance and pigsty, Ronan couldn't help but sigh at how things had changed.

The young man who once guided me has now become an accomplice in trying to kill me.

Ronan stood blankly at the village entrance, watching familiar and unfamiliar faces pass by, his mind filled with a myriad of thoughts.

These ordinary people coming and going did not possess any extraordinary abilities, and with the full effect of stealth, they were completely unaware that someone was watching them.

"Have you heard? The lords in town are causing trouble again, coming here all the time looking for people—"

"Everyone be careful of those mercenary thugs, and hide your wives well."

"Is Parker really the store manager, or is he just bragging?"

"Of course, he's the one who runs all the business in the village now—"

"Has there been any news about the hunter's wife since she ran away? I heard she was a noblewoman—"

Ronan walked along the village road, listening to the simple chatter of ordinary people, and came to a house.

This is the home of Hunter Khufu; I wonder if there's any news of his wife yet.

Khufu's family is truly pitiful. His wife went insane and ran away, and he himself is paralyzed and can only be cared for by his elderly mother and another disabled relative in turns.

Ronan couldn't help but want to see how he was doing now.

So he explored the realm of the mind.

Immediately, as if his worldview had been shaken, he stared wide-eyed, unable to recover for a moment.

He scanned himself several times to make sure he wasn't hallucinating.

Under the scrutiny of his spiritual realm, he saw that every villager's home had a basement.

In the basements, one or two disabled people are usually imprisoned.

Especially the hunter's house in front of us, which even had three disabled people being held captive in its basement.

One of them was chained up, his hair disheveled, looking like a wild beast.

Another lay prone on the ground, his entire body covered in wounds, barely breathing, clearly nearing the end of his life.

The only one who could barely move was brewing medicine for the hunter Khufu, while the hunter's mother watched her intently from the side.

These disabled people have blank stares and only obey the hunter's orders; they have become a group of emotionless machines.

Every household is abusing disabled people, using them as servants.

He suddenly remembered a conversation he had with the burrowing mouse:

The villagers here actually have servants to wait on them; and these servants are not even fully functional.

At the time, he thought the rat had misunderstood the hunter's situation, but it turned out that he had misunderstood the rat.

Where did they find so many disabled people?

Ronan was puzzled.

The spiritual realm spread outwards, and various basements were filled with all sorts of torture instruments, the blood on which never dried.

He immediately realized something was wrong; these people's disabilities were all acquired!

They weren't brought here because of their disabilities; rather, after arriving, the villagers deliberately made them disabled to prevent them from escaping.

Considering that Parker was able to gain a foothold in the Ruby Dream Pavilion in Moonless City so quickly, there's something very wrong with that.

Ruby Dream House used to have a black market for selling human organs.

It is highly likely that the disabled people imprisoned in the basements of every household in the village were actually bought through human trafficking organizations.

Because it was purchased, it was simply imprisoned as a commodity;

Therefore, you can also break their arms and legs to prevent the goods from escaping on their own.

Ronan's face darkened.

He couldn't find Parker, nor did he see any newborns or women who had just given birth in the village.

Based on the village chief's previous reaction, it's clear that Parker was deceiving himself from the very beginning.

Just as Ronan was feeling disappointed and angry, he saw Parker returning from outside.

By this time, Parker had long lost his former naiveté and obsequiousness. As the newest owner of the Sapphire Dream Pavilion in Moonless City, he had acquired a businessman's demeanor.

Adorned with gold and silver, he walks with a swagger.

As soon as Parker returned to the village, the villagers surrounded him warmly, showering him with concern and praise.

He smiled, waved, gave a brief reply, and then returned home.

He took a disc from the storage device and fixed it to the ground, then quickly took out a special mask and put it on.

The mask fit his entire face, with the mouth and nose extending outwards, resembling a bird's beak.

After putting on the special mask, Parker lay prone on the disc on the ground and began operating it.

After a short while, wisps of white smoke began to slowly rise from the disc.

The white smoke gradually increased, but it blended into the darkening twilight and became almost imperceptible.

Ronan saw a wisp of white smoke drift toward the poultry outside the neighboring house. The chickens and ducks didn't even have a chance to cluck before they melted into a pool of dark green liquid with an eerie sheen in the blink of an eye.

What a bizarre toxicity!

Not only the poultry, but also the sounds from the neighboring house ceased the moment the white smoke entered.

A thick, dark green liquid flowed out of the room.

Parker was unharmed in the area where the white smoke was thickest.

The mask he wore seemed to effectively prevent his entire body from being exposed to the white smoke, allowing him to walk freely within it.

Before long, the entire Jiuwan Village was completely shrouded in white smoke.

The village, which was usually brightly lit, was now eerily silent, covered in thick, dark green water, and there was not a single living person left.

At the village entrance, Parker, wearing a mask, turned around and glanced at the place where he was born, feeling neither joy nor sorrow.

"The master ordered all potential hazards to be eliminated; now that's the end of it—"

He muttered to himself, completely unaware that a figure in the distance was staring at him.

Ronan had already fled the village after witnessing the toxicity of the white smoke.

Hearing Parker's mutterings, he realized that he had returned to destroy evidence.

"You just killed everyone you've known since childhood?" Ronan asked.

Although there might not be a single good person in this village, Ronan knew he couldn't kill so effortlessly.

"Who?!"

Parker looked in the direction of the sound and saw a familiar face.

"So it's Lord Byakuya. It's been a long time."

He took off his mask, smiled and greeted everyone, looking nothing like someone who had just murdered an entire village.

"I've already done them a favor by ensuring they die without any pain."

Parker said calmly, "Shouldn't villains like them, who have committed numerous crimes such as kidnapping outsiders, buying and selling slaves, and abusing the death penalty, deserve to die?"

Seeing Ronan remain silent, he continued, "Lord Baiye, I know you are of extraordinary status, but if you were to kill me for the sake of these wicked criminals, wouldn't that be a bit—"

Parker didn't dare to say anything directly about him, but his words were full of moral blackmail.

He was certain that Ronan wouldn't kill him, that he deserved it—a sentiment that has often been used to characterize many unjust events.

In other words, although his methods were not honorable, they could be considered as eliminating a scourge for the people.

Parker thought to himself that next time he must ask his master for a powerful bodyguard to protect him and prevent the problem he encountered this time from happening again.

Little did he know that while he was still secretly plotting, a scorching ray of light had already pierced straight through his skull.

"How could this be—"

His consciousness was plunged into boundless darkness.

"Ah, killing you really doesn't have much to do with these people."

Ronan added casually.