Chapter 1108 - 381: Third Form Combat Power (Part 2)

Since Rein dared to directly kill Greenwood, naturally, he dared to kill him too.

"Lord Rein, don’t kill me, don’t kill me! I’ll tell you everything."

"The Drum Family where Greenwood belongs is closely related to General Donald among the Sword Bearer high ranks. This mission assigned to you is indeed their doing."

"Oh? Anything else?" Rein calmly looked at Chandler.

"Yes, yes, let me think, let me think!"

"Forget it, I don’t want to hear what a double-dealing person has to say." Rein shook his head and said.

He simply raised his right hand, his lips slightly moving.

"Multiple Cutting Net!"

Suddenly, three giant nets emitting a silver light appeared abruptly in front of him, rapidly flying towards Chandler’s position!

"No, no, ah!!"

With a heartrending scream, Chandler’s terrified expression froze instantly, and he, along with the metal cage, was cut into tofu-sized pieces in an instant by the metal giant net.

At this moment, when Claire saw Rein looking over, she couldn’t help but tightly grasp Beyonce’s arm, shaking her head like a rattle, trembling as she said:

"Ca...Captain, we are not involved in this affair! Really not involved!"

Wuuu! This new captain is too ruthless!

She wants to quit the team!

Is there still time?

Moreover, what did she just hear?

Secrets about either a prince or a general... Oh my god! Will she be silenced?

At this moment, Claire realized she kind of missed her mom, and she really wanted to return to her hometown in County Town...

"I remember now, this aura and form, are you...are you royal lineage!?" At this time, Mia seemed to realize something, her eyes widening in fright as she looked at Rein.

But how could this be possible!

The intelligence gathered by the Drum Family on Rein clearly stated that he was just from a small town, how could he suddenly become of royal lineage.

It’s like meeting a straw sandal maker on the road in a past life, only to find out it’s Liu Huangshu of the Han Dynasty.

"What? The royal family?" Claire and Beyonce exchanged glances, showing shock.

"Oh, have you heard something?" Rein couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, looking at Mia.

The content of what she said was quite interesting to him, as it was the first time he heard someone mention something similar to his Dragon-man Transformation.

"Yes, I once had a chance encounter at the Imperial Royal Academy and saw a competition in which one party was the offspring of an imperial prince, possessing royal bloodline."

"However, after transforming with the bloodline, that person’s height was about five meters, the tail was short and small, there were no wings, and the color of the dragon scales was also different from yours, as were the horns on his head."

Hmm?

If disregarding details such as the color of the dragon scales, wouldn’t it just be a replica of my first form of Dragon-man Transformation—Dragon-man Warrior Form?

Interesting.

Imperial Academy?

Cleya once studied at the Imperial Academy, perhaps she can inquire about this news for me.

Thinking of Cleya, Rein suddenly remembered that Cleya had told him that once her father Count Habs recovered from his injuries, she would return to the Imperial Academy for further studies.

At this moment in time, it’s not certain whether Cleya has arrived at Imperial City Tamriel, but once he returns to headquarters, he can inquire.

"Will I live?" Mia finally couldn’t bear the pressure and asked this question.

"Unfortunately, Mia, since you chose to strike against me at that time, you should know the result." Rein looked at her calmly and said.

"I’m sure you’ve heard the saying, ’Mercy to the enemy is cruelty to oneself.’"

"Then... I don’t want to die like this, can you let me... die a little more beautifully?" Mia said with a forced smile, pointing at the meat chunks that were once Chandler.

"Alright!"

....

"Captain Rein, you... you directly killed these three people, I’m afraid after you return..." Beyonce hesitated.

"In principle, these three ambushed you first, you could have sent them to a military tribunal, and then...."

"And then? And then they would smoothly be released." Rein shook his head and said.

Beyonce instantly understood Rein’s meaning, sighed deeply, and said nothing more.

Given what she’s observed in the Imperial City over the past two years, she knew Rein wasn’t speaking nonsensically.

The Dragon Empire has endured for over two millennia, and the social structure has long solidified. Many places are corrupt beyond salvaging, and the connections of the top-tier aristocracy in the Imperial City are like the roots of a millennium-old tree, deeply embedded in the Empire’s flesh and blood.

"Furthermore, if you’re worried about revenge from the Drum Family, I’m waiting for them." Rein smiled faintly and said.

...

By this time, the Langgeler trio from the Razor Squad, who had been stunned for a while, finally regained their senses and ran over quickly, saying: "Lord Rein, are you alright?"

"I’m fine, though it did startle you this time."

"No...no problem, Lord Rein, your strength is even greater than before. By the way, how should we deal with these...?" Langgeler swallowed and pointed to the bodies on the ground.

Rein glanced at the ground.

’Corpse Splitter’ Greg’s body was still manageable, merely torn in half, thus easier to clean up.

But as for the King of Assassins from the Black Blade Organization, he was already chopped into pieces, making it quite troublesome to bring back as evidence.

"Uh... Lord Rein, how about we get a barrel and pack all these meat pieces back in it." At this point, Flay suggested from the side.

"If you’re not in a position to take it back to headquarters, you can leave it at the branch office, and we’ll take good care of it."