FVN Chapter 325: New World Order
Chapter 325: New World Order
Chapter 325: New World Order
The tavern's flapping door opened with a creak as a young man stepped inside, casting a long shadow across the worn wooden floor.
At the bar counter, Digby was enjoying a strong whiskey drink. He was all alone.
The tavern wasn't officially even open, as Zephyr needed for the mercenaries to stay sober during the war.
"So, this is where you went?" Adam took a seat by him.
"Yeah, I felt like I needed a drink." Digby softly sipped down the strong whiskey. "It is not every day you get news about someone betraying humanity."
"Yeah." Adam nodded heavily.
"So, to what conclusion did the high and lofty council come?"
"They'll make a move on Moriarty at the next dawning morning." Adam said. "The real world will also hear about his betrayal."
"Oh?" Digby took another sip. "He's not getting out of this one."
"You wanted to talk to me about something?" Adam said. "What is it?"
Digby put the glass down and looked at him. "What do you think about becoming guild master yourself?"
"Guild master?" Adam frowned and remembered the days of him being the guild master of Platinum Mercenaries.
While he enjoyed it, it was also quite stressful.
After all, everyone counting on you to make the right decisions and keep the guild running smoothly was very challenging.
"I'll tell it to you straight." Digby said. "I have a few years left. I am past my prime. You, on the other hand, have already surpassed me. You're the best candidate to be the new Crimson Hound guild master.
"With you at the front, we would also be officially tier 1 guild."
"I see." Adam grabbed his glass cup. "May I?"
"Go for it." Digby waved his hand.
Adam raised the glass cup and swallowed the rest of the whiskey.
"Alright." He said, and put the glass cup back down. "I'll accept."
"Heh," Digby bowed his head down. "Guild master, I am at your service."
'It has been so hectic that I've already forgotten about my revenge,' Adam thought. 'Amelia. What to do with her. I feel like just putting a sword through her heart, but that feels anticlimatic.
"Unexpected visitors." King Moriarty said, and crossed his long, muscular legs. "May I ask why you came unannounced?"
"Stop with your games, traitor!" Ambrose shouted with a cutlass sword in hand. "Show your true self, and get rid of this clone!"
"Hahaha!"
A laughter echoed from behind the curtains.
The King Moriarty, who was sitting on the rocky throne, disappeared like the fading sunlight.
Clitter, clitter, clitter!
Strange tapping footsteps echoed throughout the throne room, and then, from behind the curtain, a slithering man revealed himself.
Its disgusting, centipede legs dragged across the stone floor as it approached the throne.
"You're truly now looking like you're supposed to." Ambrose said with a ridiculing laugh. "You look like the traitor of humanity is supposed to look like!"
"Traitor of the humanity?" King Moriarty laughed. "That's what people call me these days? Please tell me, how did all of you find out?"
"Adam," Alistair said. "Unfortunately for you, he made out of the world of mist and recorded everything that transpired inside the auditorium!"
"I see." King Moriarty's eyes turned cold. "If only that moron had killed him like he was
supposed to!"
"Your reign of evil is over." Bartholomew pointed his battle axe at the disgusting creature.
"Surrender!"
"Surrender? Why?" King Moriarty laughed maniacally. "I have already won!"
The six guild masters lunged forward, and King Moriarty's laughter never ended as they surrounded him with their weapons drawn.
"The new world order is upon us!"
King Moriarty shouted and summoned six of his strongest clones, who immediately drew
their weapons and blocked the guild masters' attacks with ease.
"Isn't Pro-Strong order all about the strongest ruling and the weakest obeying? Well, news
flash, humans aren't the strongest!
"Thus, humanity's only role in the new world order is to serve as the subjects!"