Apocalypse: Mad Necromancer’s Troops

Chapter 39, is this the one?



Chapter 39, is this the one?

 

Eight enemies, seven were killed by bullets.

 

If you examine the corpses, you'll notice this.

 

Anyone would be curious and ask about it.

 

Wu Heng carries this kind of weapon and doesn't usually make an effort to hide it, so it's a good opportunity to mention it to the deacon.

 

Similarly, Otruluk is also reminding him.

 

Some private matters don't need to be answered.

 

The Adventurer's Guild is different from the guards; weapons and tools are self-supplied, considered personal belongings.

 

Moreover, people who have been out on missions for a long time will have some hidden cards, and these are not to be casually discussed.

 

Who knows if what you say today might lead to your death tomorrow.

 

So, a reminder before leaving: if you don't want to talk about something, you don't have to.

 

"Okay." Wu Heng nodded in agreement and walked out of the room.

 

......

 

The deacon's study.

 

After a light knock on the door and getting a response, Wu Heng walked in.

 

Inside the bright and tidy study, three people were seated.

 

The guild's deacon, Yazde, was sitting behind the desk, still in a dark formal suit, looking like an old gentleman.

 

On the sofa sat Vice-Deacon Madam Slater and an old acquaintance, 'Moira,' the woman from the City Hall who had asked Wu Heng to sign the necromancy restriction bill.

 

Didn't expect her to be here today as well.

 

The two women sat on opposite sides, their expressions serious, and it seemed their relationship wasn't great.

 

Seeing Wu Heng enter, Yazde smiled and said, "Our excellent member is here, find a seat yourself."

 

Wu Heng glanced at the seats and sat down in a chair on Slater's side.

 

After all, they were from the same guild, a bit different from Blackstone Town.

 

After Wu Heng sat down.

 

Yazde introduced, "This is 'Moira,' in charge of municipal work in Blackstone Town."

 

"Ms. Moira, long time no see." Wu Heng smiled and greeted her.

 

"I often hear about you at City Hall. On behalf of City Hall, I thank your squad for what you did yesterday," Moira responded.

 

She was likely referring to yesterday's incident where they killed the elder of the Divine Punishment Sect.

 

If they hadn't taken down those from the Divine Punishment Sect, letting them run amok in the city could have had severe consequences.

 

"You two know each other?" Yazde asked in surprise.

 

"Met at City Hall," Moira answered directly.

 

"Hmm." Yazde nodded and continued, "Wu Heng, there's something we need to confirm with you."

 

"Sure, go ahead, Deacon."

 

"Eight corpses, seven with the same cause of death. Was this your doing?" Yazde got straight to the point.

 

"Yes." Wu Heng answered.

 

"How did you do it?"

 

"A weapon that can attack from a certain distance."

 

"Can we take a look at it?"

 

"Sure!" Wu Heng took out the handgun from his waist and showed it to the three.

 

The three of them widened their eyes simultaneously, staring at the black handgun in his hand.

 

"Just this?" Yazde asked in astonishment.

 

"Yes, a weapon developed back home."

 

"Let me see!" Moira reached out her hand.

 

Wu Heng didn't hand it over, shaking his head and saying, "Sorry, this is my life-saving weapon, not convenient for others to inspect closely."

 

This world even has trains, detonators, and poison smoke grenades; who knows what inspiration my weapon might give them, possibly leading to rapid advancements in firearms.

 

If they really developed all kinds of firearms, my advantage in this world would be gone.

 

So, Wu Heng planned to explain his weapon but didn't intend to let them study it closely.

 

Just like Otruluk reminded him, some things can be said, others can't.

 

Moira looked at Yazde.

 

Yazde smiled helplessly, "The guild won't force members to provide their techniques or secrets."

 

The Adventurer's Guild is essentially a group of adventurers gathered together.

 

If everything were forced, we wouldn't have reached our current level.

 

"Alright then!" Moira said with some disappointment but added, "Did you develop this weapon? Can Blackstone Town order some? The price is negotiable."

 

"Sorry, I didn't develop these."

 

"Hmm, then never mind. Your weapon has considerable lethality; I hope you handle it carefully, don't lose it or use it recklessly. If similar casualties occur, it might cause trouble for you." Moira's tone became serious again.

 

She was reminding him that this weapon's kills are easy to identify.

 

And currently, the city only knows that he possesses such a weapon. If anyone is killed or injured, they'll look for him first.

 

"Understood, I will follow the rules."

 

Seeing the atmosphere in the room growing more serious.

 

Yazde continued, "Alright, we just wanted to confirm the cause of those people's deaths. As long as it's proven that your squad was responsible, that's enough."

 

"Hmm."

 

"You can go now, take good care of your injuries."

 

Wu Heng nodded, got up, said goodbye to the three, and left the study.

 

......

 

Returning to the rest area.

 

Otruluk and Kavina were chatting.

 

Seeing Wu Heng return, Otruluk asked, "How did it go?"

 

"Moira from City Hall was there, asked about my weapon, nothing much else," Wu Heng sat down nearby.

 

"The guild doesn't concern itself with these matters. Your abilities and some weapons or tools need to be kept confidential," Otruluk continued.

 

"Understood, Captain."

 

After that matter was discussed, it was time for the reward distribution following yesterday's events.

 

Otruluk said, "This time, our squad resolved a crisis in Blackstone Town, earning praise from both City Hall and the Deacon, and the bounty for this operation has been increased. Everyone will receive a high-grade item as a reward."

 

High-grade reward, both Kavina and Wu Heng felt a sense of joy.

 

Such a level of reward is not something you get the chance to receive from ordinary missions.

 

This time, it's actually part of the reward.

 

Seeing that his members were quite satisfied with the reward, Otruluk smiled and looked at the coffee table in front of him, "These are all yesterday's spoils. According to the guild's rules, we killed them ourselves, so the spoils are for our squad to distribute. I exchanged some common weapons and armor directly for money, and the rest is here."

 

The spoils were divided into several categories.

 

Weapons and armor, grenade scrolls, and several fist-sized pouches of money.

 

Wu Heng's gaze first fell on the wooden staff with silver patterns on top.

 

At that time, he didn't pay much attention, but it seemed to be the item used by that black-robed person who could control crows.

 

【Witchwood Silver Staff】

 

(Description: The staff grants the user the ability to cast 'Witch Arrow' and reduces the user's mental consumption when casting spells.)

 

A staff with its own spell?


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