Work Prophet
Chapter 723 - 49 Have you ever killed someone?

Chapter 723: Chapter 49 Have you ever killed someone?

Good person?

Merenaries never considered themselves good people, even though he had now become a follower of the Double Rest Sect, the work he did was still not very appealing.

Every time those followers saw someone from the Judgement Court appear, their faces would show more or less a shade of fear, worried about whether they had violated any precepts at some time.

So when he heard what the young girl said, the mercenary found it quite refreshing. He asked, "What’s your name?"

"Wendy, what about you, big guy?"

"Togla, you can also call me Golden Eyes," the mercenary said.

"Golden Eyes, that nickname suits you quite well. You really do have a pair of very beautiful eyes, just like gold," Wendy finished, and then took the lead in crawling into the underground tunnel.

She wasn’t lying, the tunnel was obviously freshly dug, and it was very narrow, only allowing a person to crawl through on their stomach.

Luckily, the distance wasn’t long, and Wendy quickly crawled out.

But when it was Golden Eyes’ turn, the moment he poked his head out, a short blade was pressed against his neck.

At the same time, Golden Eyes also saw two young men standing on the ground, holding hand crossbows pointed at him.

Golden Eyes was a bit annoyed, not because Wendy had deceived him, but because he was annoyed with himself for not having seen through such a simple trap.

In the past, he would have sensed danger the moment he saw that tunnel, but it could only be said that after leaving the sect’s guards, he had lived too comfortably in Green Field.

As a result, he had forgotten his previous survival instincts.

"Sorry, big guy," Wendy said with a cheeky smile, standing to one side, "These days, running an inn doesn’t make money as fast as robbing. Now, if you don’t want to die, stretch out your hands."

Golden Eyes didn’t hesitate, extending both his hands out of the tunnel, and then a boy who looked even younger than Wendy came over and tied Golden Eyes’ wrists with a rope.

After he finished tying, Wendy said, "Alright, you can come out of the tunnel now. Don’t play any tricks, Erin and Tomman will be watching you."

Golden Eyes looked at the two young men holding crossbows and cooperatively walked out of the tunnel.

"Not bad." This time, Wendy approached herself and started to search Golden Eyes.

She first took down his long sword and looked at it, feeling it was of average value, so she casually threw it aside, then continued to search further.

She immediately grabbed the heavy pouch hanging from Golden Eyes’ waist.

Opening it, Wendy involuntarily gasped. Inside, there was a dazzling glow of gold with only a handful of silver coins—the rest were all gold coins.

"We’re going to be rich!" Wendy’s eyes lit up instantly, and she cheered while holding the pouch.

At her shouts, others also gathered around, and without exception, they were all dazzled by the glitter of gold inside, their breathing becoming even heated.

Many of them had never seen so much money in their whole lives.

Wendy poured out the gold coins and counted them one by one, totaling ninety-seven coins in the end.

The crowd let out another cheer.

Wendy turned to Golden Eyes, "I just realized being a mercenary is so lucrative, huh?"

"Not at all, mercenaries don’t make money as quickly as robbers," Golden Eyes said with a cold laugh.

Wendy, as if not catching the sarcasm in his words, continued to smile and extended her hand to keep searching Golden Eyes’ body.

And soon she found something else, turning up about six more coins.

However, this time the coins were made of iron and looked dark and dull.

Wendy was somewhat disappointed, "Iron coins? Why would you carry these around when you can’t buy anything with them?"

Golden Eyes closed his mouth and didn’t answer.

Wendy didn’t expect to get an answer from him, so she collected the seemingly useless iron coins and continued searching.

This time she touched something strange, a green, soft ring that seemed like it could be worn on the wrist.

Then a young man holding a crossbow arrow exclaimed, "This is... this is a token of the Double Rest Sect.

"I went with Uncle Jason to Green Field to sell grain before, and I saw everyone there wearing one of these on their wrist, just in different colors.

"He’s a follower of Saturday."

"Double Rest Sect?" Wendy frowned. As someone from the western lands, she had of course heard of the Double Rest Sect and Prophet Merlin’s great fame.

She just hadn’t expected to encounter a follower of the Double Rest Sect in Duolin City.

Thinking of Saturday’s various mystical methods, the girl couldn’t help feeling a bit panicky, but she still toughened up and said, "What’s there to be afraid of? This isn’t Green Field, the Double Rest Sect can’t control anything here."

Hearing this, the others also felt a bit relieved, and more importantly, the money that Golden Eyes brought was indeed too much; they could not let this cash cow slip away no matter what.

"Sorry," said Wendy to Golden Eyes, "we’re probably going to have to kill you now. We don’t want to be exposed here, nor do we want to get targeted by the Double Rest Sect."

"Is that so? Have you ever killed anyone?" Golden Eyes asked.

"Not yet... but killing someone couldn’t be more straightforward," Wendy replied.

"Many people have already died in Duolin City; both my parents were killed by someone. They too have lost family."

Several young people nodded.

"You’re right, killing is indeed a very simple thing, but that’s for those who are trained."

As Golden Eyes spoke, he suddenly pulled Wendy towards him, placing a knife little bigger than a finger against her throat.

It was a tiny red Swiss Army Knife, very compact, given to him by Li Yu for self-defense before he left home.

Golden Eyes had taken it out quietly while he was digging the tunnel and held it in his hand, so he was not completely unprepared for Wendy.

Though saying so, Golden Eyes was still quite annoyed at being played like this.

He shouted to the other still-dazed people, "If you don’t want her to die, throw down all your weapons."

"Don’t listen to him..." Wendy said.

But she only got halfway through her sentence before the pain on her neck made her shut her mouth.

Wendy felt a warm liquid flowing down from the knife on her neck, causing her to pale in shock.

The sight of the blood also threw the others into panic; one person dropped his hand crossbow, and the other three did the same, tossing away their weapons.

Golden Eyes snorted coldly and then ordered the youngest child, "You, yes, you. You like tying people up, right? Tie up all your companions for me. If it’s not secure, I’ll kill this woman."

The boy listened and, although reluctant, didn’t dare to disobey Golden Eyes’s command. He promptly tied everyone up, including Wendy.

After that, Golden Eyes took matters into his own hands to tie up the boy’s hands and feet, then leisurely picked up the items he had dropped before.