To Barong, it would be satisfying to rush into the castle tonight and kill the culprit.
However, the other hunters’ concerns were reasonable. Besides, the others were not that familiar with Jason. They were only willing to help because the matter was closely related. Even with a common enemy, they wouldn’t force a radical approach.
Compared to simple revenge, ensuring this didn’t happen again was more important to the other hunters.
“I understand,” Barong replied in a dejected tone.
Weiss advised, “We’re in the moral high ground now. Don’t do anything stupid. There will be an explanation for what happened to Jason.”
Barong shook his head. He suddenly stood up and picked up Jason’s body.
“I’ll bury him first.”
With that, he strode out.
Seeing this, everyone stopped discussing and followed him out.
The villagers outside followed behind and looked at Jason’s body with sad expressions.
The entourage followed Barong to the cemetery and dug a grave, burying Jason’s body next to Will’s.
Barong took out his carving knife and paused for a moment before carving an epitaph on the tombstone.
“The Tomb of Jason·Wood”
“A genius hunter, a companion, and a close friend.”
Everyone present looked at the tombstone in silence. The atmosphere was enveloped in sadness and melancholy.
The villagers of Frostwood Village were even more emotional. After spending half a year together, Jason had eliminated the Subterraneans for the village. Everyone thought about his good deeds and was extremely sorrowful at this moment.
“Jason…”
Griff felt the same way.
Their first meeting half a year ago was still vivid in his mind.
While he was standing outside here, that bold and open-minded man was lying in his grave.
Reiner was blinking his big eyes in the crowd, lost in thought.
Barong looked at Jason and Will’s graves in silence.
After being a hunter for so many years, although he was used to seeing death, he still could not let go of the death of his “beloved disciple.”
“Your future shouldn’t have stopped here…”
Barong rubbed the tombstone, unable to calm down.
…
As time passed, the rumors in White Plains Town spread wider and wider.
Almost everyone in the city knew what had happened that night. They knew that a hunter named Jason·Wood had openly attacked the Lord’s Chief House and almost killed the Lord.
This was the first time a Mutant Beast Hunter had tried to kill a lord!
Due to the lack of entertainment, this rumor quickly became the main topic of conversation for most of the residents of White Plains Town.
Regarding the reason, the hunters did not remain silent. They claimed that the lord was planning to silence them and cover up the fact that the apothecary had secretly changed the inventory.
This caused an uproar in the city.
The lord immediately sent troops to seal up the apothecary and said that he would investigate this matter. He had even posted a notice the entire time denying his involvement and claiming that the guards had acted on their own accord…
However, the residents of the town believed the hunters more.
For a time, rumors spread like wildfire. Lutt’s reputation plummeted, and the residents expressed strong distrust of their current lord.
And after that night’s conflict, Lutt had been in bed, sick from shock.
He did not do anything, nor did he appear again. He did not even care about the petition from the citizens.
At the lord’s residence.
The damage caused by the battle that night was mostly repaired, but some traces could still be seen.
The investigator sent to White Plains Town went up the stairs to the master bedroom. He pushed the door open and saw Lutt sitting listlessly at the head of the bed.
“You’re here. Please sit down,” Lutt said in a weak tone.
The investigator ignored him and immediately started to question him.
“Lord Lutt, I need to know about the recent events and the rumors in the city.”
The various towns of the Terra Empire were ruled by their lords, and they had high autonomy. However, the Terra Empire would not just leave them to run the place completely without being in the know.
A few years after the founding of the country, the Terra Empire set up a Sentry Outpost in all towns, which was also known as a local investigator.
They were only responsible for monitoring and sending intelligence to the empire, such as what happened to this town, what system the lord had set up, and so on. Other than that, they would basically not interfere.
If everything was fine on the surface, the local investigators would not disturb the lord, and the lord would not need to care about them.
But in private, there were basically all kinds of things going on. There might be investigators who wanted to use their rights to intimidate the lords and collect “protection fees” or the lords who bribed and deceived the inspectors. Every sort of conceivable situation took place between lords and the investigators.
Of course, the control of the investigator in a tribal lord’s territory was vastly different compared to that of a chosen lord.
Faced with a tribal lord who was like a local tyrant, the local inspector was usually very tactful. He would just be a decoration and pass his time every day.
However, Zhou Jing’s recent attempt at assassination had already spread throughout the city. It was quite sensitive, and the investigator from White Plains Town could no longer ignore it.
Lutt was not surprised that the man had come to his door. He looked tired. “What do you want to know?”
“What exactly happened when that hunter attacked you? Also, you have to give the Empire an explanation for the so-called inner workings of the apothecary!”
The White Plains Town investigator was not polite at all.
“I’m aware…”
Lutt coughed weakly and spoke intermittently. It was still the same excuse for shirking responsibility. In any case, it was the selfishness of his subordinates leaving him in the dark.
The inspector of White Plains Town frowned slightly. He clearly did not believe it, but there was nothing he could do about it.
He suddenly changed the topic and gave out a warning.
“This is a big deal. You have angered all the hunters in the entire region. I will pass it on to the Empire as what you’ve told me, but they might decide that you are no longer capable of being a lord.”