My Fusion System: Fusing a Thousand Chickens at the Start

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Chapter 76: Evil Must Be Killed
How could a person be so shameless?

The Watson and the other manor owners were so angry that their eyes turned black when they saw Folson begged for mercy.

Who on earth did they invite to the battle? Where was his dignity as a silver-tier mage and his backbone as a human?

“Master Wilber, what should we do now?” A fat manor owner, who stood beside Wilber, asked him in a low voice; he looked panicked.

They had lost. Folson had been captured, and most of their men had died. Some had surrendered, but they had nothing. They were not enough to fill the gaps between the Golden Flash’s teeth.

“What else can we do?”

Wilber gritted his teeth; he looked a little dejected. He turned his head to look at Nightingale, who stood beside him. The girl had watched the show unfold as she enjoyed her Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs. “Miss Nightingale, please help us! You don’t have to attack Blackmoon Castle; I understand that it is not realistic. But, perhaps you can help us leave this place. I’m willing to give you half of the manor’s assets.”

Even if Nightingale was willing to attack Blackmoon Castle, Wilber did not think they would win. After all, Nightingale was only a gold-tier warrior. Blackmoon Castle had two gold-tier warriors—Watson and Golden Flash—and Watson had a white-gold armor.

“Half of the manor’s assets? I’ll think about it.”

Nightingale put the peeled egg into her mouth and gently touched her lips with her fingers; she appeared hesitant.

“Miss Nightingale, this is a request from the Wilber Liszt family. If you agree, you’ll be in our family’s good graces!” Wilber said through gritted teeth.

If Nightingale could send him back to the manor, he would take Monica and the rest of his assets and leave the border. Once he left the border, he could settle anywhere in the kingdom. It was a huge kingdom, and Watson would have a lot of trouble finding him.

“This is also our request.” The other manor owners understood Wilber’s meaning; they bowed their heads at the same time.

Even though it was difficult for them to accept the loss of half of their assets, they want to keep their lives.

“It is a good offer, but I don’t want to agree to it.”

Nightingale glanced at the owners; her eyes flashed with deep disdain and contempt as she spoke so seriously.

“Why?” Wilber was anxious.

“Because I don’t like you. Is this reason enough?”

As a Shadow Guard, Nightingale had killed many bad men. She had seen the young girls who were humiliated to their deaths in those noblemen’s houses. She had also seen them treat their slaves like animals and refugees who were starved to their death.

Wealth bred evil and power inflated men; some noblemen could not be called human.

Even though those manor owners in front of them were not that bad, they had joined forces for their own selfish desires. They wanted to destroy their eyesore—Blackmoon Castle. It was obvious that they were not good people. Nightingale looked down on them from the bottom of her heart.

What kind of reason was that?

Wilber and the other manor owners looked at each other and saw the anger in each other’s eyes. Wilber lowered his voice, and he looked cold as he said, “Miss Nightingale, you are a guard sent by the border count to help us, is it really a good idea for you to be so willful? Aren’t you afraid that the count would punish you if he heard about what had happened?”