Divine Emperor of Death Chapter 45 - End of the Traitors

Within a heartbeat, Case Farnwen and Cooper Hawkwood instantly surrounded him from both sides.

"Surrender if you know what’s good for you..." Case Farnwen mockingly uttered.

His eyes were eyeing Davis like a snake, ready to plunge its fangs over his neck.

"Or else you can say goodbye to your life." Cooper Hawkwood continued as he threatened with a wide smile on his face. However, he looked like a demented dog.

It could be seen that they were desperate that Davis couldn’t help but want to take advantage.

"Trash spouting nonsense! If you’ve got guts, go slay my father!"

Davis laughed as he shook his head, acting as if he was an arrogant young master.

"Oh, we’ll do that in time! Unfortunately for you, he just left the Imperial Capital today."

Case Farnwen grinned. He inwardly thanked the stupid prince for presenting an opportunity to get revenge.

"And you are the perfect bait for that, hehe." Cooper Hawkwood laughed hideously.

"Now now, don’t be in a hurry. We have all the time in the world to talk." Davis had a stiff face when he said that and even took a step back.

"Hmph, trying to delay for reinforcements? Won’t work on us, brat!"

"No, really, I just wanted to know who the mastermind behind your betrayal was..."

They went silent all of a sudden.

"I knew it. There was someone behind you, traitors!"

Davis exclaimed as if he just found out the truth.

"So what? We don’t even care if you find out..." Case Farnwen said with an indifferent expression.

So what if a brat could guess it? It wasn’t worth hiding anyway, or so he thought.

"What good is it if you even find out? You won’t even be able to escape from us." Cooper Hawkwood sneered.

As he said that, he made his move.

Cooper Hawkwood, who was behind Davis, rushed at him at an incredible speed.

Davis didn’t move at all. He only glanced at the back calmly.

"Hmph, weak and slow! Only useful for leeching off resources!" Cooper Hawkwood thought that the little prince became frozen in fear.

Just as he was going to severely injure the prince with his iron sword for making him miserable, he abruptly collapsed and fell over, crashing as he tumbled on the ground.

[Cooper Hawkwood

Dies instantly]

Davis used his soul to write almost instantly as he saw Cooper Hawkwood make his move.

"Uwaah... I’m just really glad that I managed to breakthrough Peak-Level Infant Soul Stage, or it would be quite problematic for me to kill you two." Davis sighed as he turned to look at his other opponent, who shrunk back in disbelief.

"You! Who are you? You are not the First Prince!"

Case Farnwen dropped his weapon in fear.

Hearing that, Davis sneered. "Idiot!"

"Now then, will you spit out the truth? Or.."

Case Farnwen turned back and immediately tried to escape without answering. He didn’t even try to pick up his weapon, indicating that it was done on purpose to let his opponent’s guard lower.

"Tch, coward!"

Davis still wanted to try out his newly trained powers on him even though he knew he couldn’t win with it. He just wanted to know his current prowess before he proceeded to kill them. But he changed his mind after he confirmed that there was something strange with the rebellion.

[Case Farnwen

Immediately turns into my mindless slave. Dies when he hears my voice give the command ’Die, Case Farnwen’]

Just as Case Farnwen tried to fly away, he stopped mid-air. He straightened his back as his eyes turned soulless. He turned back and dropped to the ground on all fours.

"Slave Case Farnwen greets Master."

’Looks like no one can escape the Death Book’s grasp as long as it’s within my limits.’ Davis mused as he saw Case Farnwen really act like a slave.

Although he had no idea how long the Death Book will keep Case Farnwen alive but if it reached the limit, then it will immediately kill him anyway, so he wasn’t worried.

"Who was the mastermind behind the rebellion?" Davis asked without wasting his time.

"It was Emperor Tritor."

Davis’s sapphire eyes flashed with killing intent.

"Ah, so it was that vermin, now the war actually makes sense. Why did he target our Empire, though?"

"The Loret Empire... is filled with riches with its peaceful disposition and mighty position in the Grand Sea Continent with the previous Emperor at the helm. No matter who sees it, it will be a big piece of the pie to the empires in the Grand Sea Continent."

"What made you all defect to Emperor Tritor?" Davis narrowed his eyes.

"He promised us that the Hawkwood Family or we would succeed as the Royal Family of this Empire with his backing once we have successfully killed all of the Imperial Family members. The other noble families were tricked by us into rebellion for various other reasons."

All of his replies were like an automated voice, answering the question like a doll.

’Certainly mindless..’

Davis sighed as he thought, ’Killing Emperor Tritor should be my father’s job.’

’Sadly, I have no use this for this guy anymore....’ Davis instantly thought of killing him.

But he hesitated, ’Hmm... wait a minute. Didn’t he say something about assassin or something?’

Contemplating for a moment, he asked, "You became an assassin?"

"Yes, I have become an assassin."

"Why and when?"

"After we lost the rebellion, we lost support from Emperor Tritor. So I had no choice but to become an assassin to have my revenge against both Emperor Tritor and Emperor Loret."

"Oh? Ambitious! And then, how did you two become assassins?"

"We joined the Dark Earth Organization to become an assassin."

"Tch..."

Davis became exasperated by his single-minded answers.

’Can’t this guy just answer detailedly?’

He grudgingly thought before he remembered, ’Ah right, I forgot, he is mindless. Wait! Being an assassin? Isn’t this a perfect opportunity for me to collect souls to refine? Hehe’

Davis’s eyes glowed with an opportunistic glint.

Feeling excited, he continued to question, "What is the Dark Earth Organization, and how does one join it?"

"The Dark Organization is the strongest assassin organization in this continent. Its headquarters is rumored to be situated in the Tritor Empire. It has branches all over the continent. One can approach a branch to register for being an assassin. One has to complete a mission from the branch to be a member."

"Oh, has branches all over the continent. Is there one here?"

"There is a branch here."

"Where is it?"

"Behind Violet Joy House, there is an entrance to the underground. That is where the branch of the Dark Earth Organization is situated in..."

’Joy House? Isn’t that a brothel!?’ His eyes shot wide open.

’But it makes sense because hiding behind a skirt is a means of camouflage as well.’

"Does my Imperial Father know about this?" Davis hesitantly asked.

"He knows..."

"Eh? Right..." Davis became dumbfounded, but it made sense.

’Guess offending an assassin organization is a dumb thing to do...’

’The question is... Should I kill this person right now?’

He contemplated again for a moment before deciding against killing him.

He didn’t want to alert Logan into coming home, nor did he want to have their corpses in his spatial ring lest someone finds out by any chance.

"Store his corpse in your spatial ring and stay in a typical inn for a month near the Violet Joy House."

"Yes..." Case Farnwen proceeded to store Cooper Hawkwood’s corpse.

"And oh, where is the Violet Joy House again?" Davis had a peculiar expression when he asked that.

Case Farnwen’s expression didn’t change. He explained the location with a monotonous voice and left on Davis’s command.

Davis didn’t dawdle and made his way to the Red-Light District. This time he disguised himself as a short old man while activating his Dark Concealing Shroud Art.

Words couldn’t describe how he felt while after finally arriving at the Red Light District.

Davis swallowed his saliva as he looked around. He could see many women with transparent and loose clothing. They were all scantily clad and added a type of glamour to this street.

Various types of women with different types of revealing clothes. They were all beautiful to a certain extent without any blemishes or pimples on their faces.

Davis was cloaked, or else an older woman would’ve called out to him to enter their brothel already.

’Do they train in some beauty technique?’

Davis thought while staring at those women. They were all more or less beautiful, that he felt that they could be from wealthy families.

Nevertheless, he chuckled, thinking that it was a good thing that he still hadn’t hit puberty for some reason, perhaps of his Body Tempering Cultivation, or else he would have a certain problem currently in the lower part of his body while gazing at them.