Work Prophet
Chapter 471 - 89: The Dead Don’t Take Revenge

Chapter 471: Chapter 89: The Dead Don’t Take Revenge

With the addition of Kieren and nearly four thousand people he brought, the group had grown even more enormous.

Especially when advancing through the valley, it resembled a long snake, looking from front to back as if there were no end in sight.

Due to the vast number of people, Li Yu had not yet dispersed the two groups, still allowing Kieren to lead the newly joined refugees at the back, but assigned a team of escorts to assist him, with Jude as the leader among them.

Li Yu also provided Kieren with a horse, because the latter had given his rented old horse to a disabled old man.

However, Kieren soon also gave away the new horse and continued to walk using his legs, holding the Layakin in his arms, and kept moving through the crowd, solving everyone’s problems.

Even the hard-hearted Jude was somewhat moved by this scene, thinking to himself that there were indeed people of high moral standing in this world.

While the grim-faced man was reflecting on this, he saw the Saturday’s poet approaching him directly, a stark change from his previous righteousness.

He became somewhat sneaky, with shifty eyes, continuously looking around as he walked.

After confirming that no one was paying attention to this side, he quickened his pace, covering three steps in two, and arrived in front of Jude.

"I heard you are the Deputy Commander of the Black Dog Guards, one of the most trusted people by Prophet," Kieren opened his mouth to say.

"Yes, what do you want with me?" Jude frowned and said.

The Minstrel lowered his voice a bit more, mystically said, "As it happens, there is something that might threaten the reputation of our Church."

"What is it, did you not mention it when you met the Prophet earlier?"

"Some things we subordinates know is enough, there’s no need to tell the Prophet," Kieren said, "This is also a form of protection for the Prophet."

"What do you mean?"

Kieren looked around again and continued, "Actually, the reason those bandits were rampaging was following my suggestion."

"Hmm?"

Although Jude was well-experienced, his mind didn’t react immediately.

But he quickly understood why Kieren would do such a thing, and his gaze towards the Minstrel also changed, "So these people are displaced because of you?"

"Humans are like this, always inclined to maintain the existing traditions, afraid of change, unless there is some major event pushing them, then they will move forward and embrace a better future," Kieren asserted confidently.

Hearing this, Jude snorted coldly, "You made those people lose everything."

"I do not deny it, but this is also why they are now following Saturday, following Prophet Merlin; in a few years when they look back, they will feel fortunate about the events of that day."

"I was almost deceived by your prior performance; you are an utter bastard," Jude said, "It reminds me of myself before I converted to Saturday."

"Hah, is that criticism or some kind of praise?"

"Neither, I am just stating a fact. I guess you chose to share this dirty little secret with me for a reason," Jude said.

Kieren took a deep breath, "Correct, as I said earlier, if this matter gets out, it might have some adverse effect on the Double Rest Sect."

"They are bandits, no one will believe their words."

"Yes, yes, but what will people think when they hear such rumors?" the Minstrel pursed his lips towards those behind him. "Even if most people don’t believe it, even if only a few hundred are influenced, it’s still a trouble."

"Just say what you suggest," the Deputy Commander of the Black Hound Guard said bluntly.

"We can deal with this potential hidden danger in advance."

"How so?"

"I know where that gang of robbers will be staying tonight."

Jude raised an eyebrow, "Why do you know where they will be staying tonight?"

"Fearing that they might encounter a fight, they had arranged a meeting place in case they got scattered before coming to see you. Plus, they have looted quite a few villages along the way, amassed a lot of treasure, all carried on their person which restricts their movement, so they definitely need to choose a place to hide it..."

"That’s not what I asked. I asked, why do you know these things?" Jude’s gaze toward Kieren gradually turned icy, "Could it be that you are not a Minstrel at all, but one of them?"

"No, I am a genuine Minstrel," Kieren hurriedly defended. "You can ask around in Golden Valley about the ’Golden Voice’; many have heard my songs. As for why I know where they will go, that is quite simple."

Without any further mystery, the Minstrel said, "That gang of robbers feared I might run off halfway or that Prophet Merlin might not believe their word, so they arranged for a pair of brothers to blend in with the refugees and keep an eye on me.

"Normally, should anything change, they would kill me and then quickly escape. But I persuaded them to keep all the treasure for themselves.

"To put it more accurately, I noticed they were particularly greedy, so I tried to approach them, found out they were already considering it, and gave them some advice.

"It was a lot of money, especially if only two people had to share it, each would get more than ten times as much, worth risking for anyone."

"For them, the difficulty in the whole affair was how to monopolize the treasure without inciting the crazy vengeance of the other robbers."

"Dead men don’t seek revenge," Jude’s gaze flickered.

"Exactly," Kieren clapped his hands lightly, "That’s the key, and the most delightful part is they stayed hidden among the refugees, unaware of what I and Hawkeye had told them.

"Our cooperation can be mutually beneficial, helping us get rid of troubles on our back; now there’s only one issue left, it seems like you have slightly too few men."

"Not too few," Jude said, "twelve is enough."

"Are you sure? Their manpower is twice yours."

"Those are just mountain bandits. My men are the elite of the Black Hound Guard, and we are equipped with several Holy Artifacts bestowed by Prophet Merlin. If we can’t deal with those folks, I might as well stop being the Deputy Commander of Black Hound Guard.

Jude smirked, "Besides, having too many people might alert them in advance, bringing unnecessary trouble. Just tell me the location."

"Alright," the Minstrel didn’t hesitate and immediately revealed the location where the gang of robbers would meet tonight.

Jude wasn’t worried about it being a trap since he still had a Three-eyed Divine Bird at his disposal; with this strange bird around, no ambush could remain hidden.

Moreover, the commander of the Black Hound Guard had adopted Kieren’s advice, didn’t alert Li Yu, and quietly led a team away from the main force.

They rejoined the main force early the next morning. Other than some bloodstains on their bodies, they appeared no different from when they had left.

Moreover, Jude brought back a small bottle containing one hundred slices of giant dragon blood that Li Yu had paid out previously.