Dark Magus Returns

791  Build A Dark Guild Army

"I'm awake, I'm awake, I'm listening!" Bronk shouted after hearing a number of threats. The leaked photos, videos of all the atrocities he had committed didn't get his attention, but the threat of losing his third leg certainly did.

The large threat was looming over his head, and to this man, it was more important than never being able to perform magic again.

"If I knew you cared so much, I would have just gone straight to this in the first place," Harvey tutted, clicking his teeth. "Just tell me, what do you want me to do? Do you want me to make a post admitting to my crimes? You want me to head to the police station and confess? I'll do it!"

All of those things were useless promises, and Harvey knew it. A post would be deleted, saying that his account was hacked. The police would cover it up once again. One day it would be nice for Harvey to follow the trail to see who was covering up this stuff, but after today's fight, they knew it was pointless.

They were only a three-member group, and just getting rid of one Glory Guild bastard who could easily be replaced was not going to amount to much.

"I want you to tell me about Enaxx," Harvey asked as he grabbed Bronk's hair and lifted his face up. He could see Bronk's eyes widen as soon as he heard the name. "Yeah, that's right, your little boss of the Glory Guild.

"I know he ain't so glorious like the rest of you. In fact, it's clear as day that he was the one who murdered Ashley, and I want to know how he did it."

Bronk opened his mouth for a second, as if he was going to speak, but then quickly closed it again.

"Kelly, burn it," Harvey said, looking at his groin again.

"No, no, pl—please. You don't understand; I really don't know much," Bronk claimed while sobbing.

It was hard to imagine—a six-star mage would put you in the top 5 percent of mages in the world. They had this superiority complex, believing they were better than most and could get away with doing what they wanted. This traveled even more up to the Grand Magus—that was Harvey's theory anyway.

It was a sight to see, something no one could imagine, such a highly regarded man breaking down like this.

"Then just tell us what you do know. You must know something, being with him when he started all of this. Anything unusual, anything that was said that just felt a little strange?" Harvey asked, "Anything!" Harvey shouted. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Kelly could see that he was getting frustrated, and it was understandable—they had all just risked their lives for this. To capture this man. Even if they did succeed, there was a chance that their identities and everything about the guild could be exposed. They needed something for all the effort they had given.

"Look, the reason I hesitated is not because I don't want to give him up. I can tell you guys are serious—you'll kill me, he'll kill me. At least after telling you something, I would have the chance to run away, and it's not like you're actually going to go up against the Grand Magus—that would be impossible," Bronk explained.

This was a normal thought for someone to have—the Grand Magus were just considered that highly as beings, and in many cases, they were right. If the three of them could barely beat a six-star commander, what hope did they have of not just defeating a nine-star mage, but a Grand Magus at that?

"The problem is you want to figure out how he managed to kill Ashley, and the answer is I don't know. Sometimes it's almost like the man can be in two places at once. I have to look over my shoulder, and I have phantom images in my head that he's there."

"Recently he went off somewhere, so I've had time to finally relax and have peace of mind, and then this happens—f*ck my life," Bronk groaned in pain.

"Look, what I know is, it has something to do with a special trait he has. Something that is unique to Enaxx, that only he can do. I've heard others talking about it before. His trait is so skillful and strong, that they said, even when he was an eight-star mage, he would have been able to take out a nine-star mage."

Both Kelly and Harvey's heartbeats thumped a little louder. Enaxx was a tough opponent as it was, but hearing about this trait made him sound impossible to beat. If he was that strong as an eight-star mage, then how much stronger was he now that he was a nine-star mage?

"I promise you, that's all that I know, that's everything."

Harvey then stood up and looked at Sophie on his shoulder.

"We can't have any witnesses for the sake of the Dark Guild."

The cat on Harvey's shoulder turned its head to look at Bronk. Its eyes lit up, and a beam of energy expanded out, going right through Bronk's head, making his whole body lifeless.

Kelly didn't complain, she didn't say anything about how they shouldn't kill him. She knew what the man had done, and knew if he was left alive, there was a chance that it could come back to bite them.

Quickly, the three of them needed to escape the area. They left through the back and continued to move. Harvey was taking the lead and even pulled out his phone, typing to someone. Then, when they were about five neighborhoods away in a different area, on the street, he could finally let up.

"That was really close," Kelly said. "We can't do things like that, and that trick of yours with Sophie might not always work."

Sophie soon moved, jumping over to where Kelly was. At first, Kelly didn't seem too happy until Sophie started to rub its furry cheek against Kelly's.

"I know, trust me, that won't happen again. We need an army for the Dark Guild, and I plan on creating it—you leave that to me."