"Is that so?"

Lucien listened to Kurma and gave a slight nod, as if he understood his thoughts.

Truly, with Viscount Aldren's strength, only Balthor was not enough, and it made sense to give the same mission to Kurma, too, right?

Well, even if it didn't make sense, Lucien was going to give it away anyway, as he already saw the Debt Value of Balthor directly reaching 100 points from 20.

'It seems if it is something that they desperately need, the debt value can get higher.'

Lucien thought after seeing the odd case of Balthor, the giant who was foolishly standing in his place and murmuring something to himself right now.

"Loyalty….? Giants are known for their loyalty….is this the truth?"

Well, it seemed this guy took Lucien's ramble a little too seriously, as he wasn't even looking at the axe he had just gotten.

He really was an odd one.

"What do you think, Balthor? Do you think I should give this mission to Kurma too?"

Only when Lucien asked him a question did he finally come to his senses and look at Lucien.

'Sigh…why ask my archenemy of all people? Ain't my chance gone now?'

However, seeing Lucien asking Balthor rather than giving him the weapon like before, Kurma was disappointed.

He couldn't help but shake his head, feeling dejected.

After all, they were both enemies.

Why would he help him here?

"Yes, Sir Lucien. He is right…I alone am not enough to kill Viscount Aldren."

However, to Kurma's surprise, Balthor actually nodded at Lucien, admitting his inability.

"So, it will really help if there is some help on the side."

He said with pure honesty on his face, surprising even Lucien.

"But…I think this guy isn't reliable, and just a flimsy promise isn't enough. After all, he doesn't have a Giant bloodline and isn't loyal."

"How about you get him a contract before giving him a weapon?"

Balthor finally gave his suggestion, causing Kurma's face to instantly grow darker than the bottom of a pot.

'This bastard is playing around again. No wonder he agreed to my words.'

Kurma thought in anger.

Everyone knew what he was doing here was just to snatch that weapon.

There was no way he would sign any contract that could be used against him.

This bastard was clearly trying to trap him here and nothing else.

"No need, I believe in his promise. Here, take it and give me the head of Viscount Aldren as fast as you can."

Fortunately or unfortunately for him, Lucien didn't listen to Balthor and instead threw the scythe directly into his hand, like a piece of garbage.

"Okay, so, anyone want to accept a mission to kill the members of the Lionheart family? Don't worry, I have a long list here, and everyone can get their share if they can make a promise to me."

Lucien finally turned around to the restless crowd and asked with a glint in his eyes.

Now that he had thrown two rare-rank weapons in a row, he didn't believe these guys weren't tempted.

"Me! Me!"

"I accept this mission."

"Sir Lucien, I promise to kill that son of a bitch Hugo. Just, can you show me a good blade? It doesn't have to be a rare-rank one."

"Tch…doesn't it have to be a rare rank? Are you showing mercy or what? That mere Hugo, I can kill him with the back of my hand."

"Yeah, since Balthor and Kurma are going to kill the leader, massacring a mere viscount family is no big deal. Just that, a suitable weapon is extremely necessary."

Sure enough, saying just 'tempted' was an understatement.

As those assassins and mercenaries who were used to earning at the edge of death saw such easy wealth, they of course swarmed around Lucien.

Some even went as far as massacring the family in the heat of excitement, not knowing he was already dead in the eyes of someone behind, watching all this coldly.

After all, this place had suddenly turned into a vegetable market, and their family members' heads were selling like hotcakes.

Why wouldn't they be angry?

'Lord, did you get the news?'

In the far corner, away from the crowd, Brock asked Aldren, feeling irritated.

That's because he just saw an assassin talking about killing him in exchange for an Advanced rank weapon.

They were basically using the heads of everyone in the Lionheart family to get what they wanted.

Although he knew that they were just doing this to gain immediate benefit, he still didn't like it at all.

'Yeah, he said to wait for a while. The Duke has already sent someone to distract that Owl. All I need to do is use that window of opportunity to assassinate that guy.'

Aldren nodded at Brock while looking at Lucien's smiling figure in the center of the stage.

To be honest, even he was surprised by Lucien's behaviour of squandering such precious weapons like this.

He was practically giving away such precious weapons for nothing right in front of his eyes.

This was so stupid that he was totally confused.

'What is Malcolm planning by doing this? Did he think these people could be bought like this?'

Aldren thought whatever Lucien was doing here was probably the order of Malcolm. Not only him, but many people here thought so.

After all, Lucien for sure couldn't produce such weapons out of nothing.

But this was what stumped them so much, as they saw no benefits in doing this at all.

No matter which angle they looked from, it was just a loss.

After all, the Goldveil family might be powerful, but they weren't powerful enough to track such large mobs if push came to shove.

'No, there is something wrong from the beginning.'

Viscount Aldren was a Beast Master after all, and his pet was a Crimson BroodQueen whose senses were terrifyingly high.

Maybe that's why he once again felt the sudden bad premonition like before.

He still couldn't figure out where that premonition came from, as it definitely wasn't from Velmara, the strongest existence in this place.

'Let's go a little closer so that when the time arrives, I can strike him without a mistake.'

Just when Brock was about to say something, he heard Aldren's order as he slowly walked out of the corner.

Aldren felt that he couldn't take his premonition lightly as before, so he decided to use his full force to strike Lucien before leaving this place immediately, without looking at the result.

If possible, he would even use his Queen to do this task, completing it in an instant.

He didn't believe Lucien could protect himself from his army of Crimson ants and a Weaver Rank Beast that could induce hallucinations.

'Even if he had a defensive amulet, he had to die.'

Aldren thought, confident of that.

Of course, he would wait for someone to distract that Owl before targeting Lucien, as he didn't want to take unnecessary risks for nothing.

'Oh? Okay…'

Although Brock was confused, he quickly nodded and followed his lord, ready to take any order at any time.

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'Hmm? Finally moving?'

While Aldren and Brock left their corner, Lucien immediately noticed their movements from the corner of his eye.

'Is his plan…finally getting started?'

It took no brains to know who that viscount's target here was.

Although Lucien didn't know whether they wanted to kill him here or kidnap him, nevertheless, it wasn't good news for him at all.

So, he immediately sent a mana signal to Velmara without delay and asked,

'What is Grandpa's answer?'

Although Lucien wanted every witness to die after the debt collection, he first needed to make sure it was okay.

After all, this was just on the periphery of the Bellenford Capital, and he didn't want to attract too much attention to himself through this.

'...'

'...he said, there is no King inside the capital. As long as you are careful, you can do whatever you want.'

Velmara heard Lucien and replied to what he received from Malcolm, his voice a little solemn.

With Malcolm saying those words, it was clear that he didn't care if his grandson massacred all these people here. He just said to be careful and that's all.

'Lucien…are you…sure about this?'

But Velmara was very cautious after what happened at Viremond Duchy. He felt that Lucien should be careful.

He knew he had some secrets, and his abilities and talents were absolutely unseen in this small kingdom.

So, he couldn't understand why Lucien was playing around like this rather than biding his time.

'Is that so? Haha…then, let's start, shall we?'

But Lucien totally ignored Velmara and directly laughed loudly, looking at the noisy crowd of assassins and mercenaries in front of him.

"Haha…okay, okay, that's what I am saying. That mere Lionheart family is really nothing. With my friends helping me kill them, this useless war will be over in no time."

He said as if delighted and signalled at the nearest mercenary before throwing a blade in his direction.

"An advanced rank blade; Radiant Fang. I think this is what you want. Keep it and give me that head of Hugo as you promised."

Lucien ordered, and then, before the mercenary could react, he looked at the assassin on his side, taking out yet another weapon and throwing it in his direction just like before.

Now that he had the green signal from his grandpa, he no longer wanted to waste any time.

So, he directly began throwing the suitable weapon to each person as they asked.

Lucien knew he might look foolish this way, but he didn't care about his image, as his plan had never cared about it anyway.

In his view, as long as it worked, it worked.

'System, begin debt extraction, starting from Viscount Aldren.'

While he was throwing the weapons away like garbage, in his mind, he had already begun collecting the debt from those who already had a debt value of 100.

This was the last debt extraction he would have in this world before entering the World of Origin.

Lucien intended to enjoy it as much as he could.

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