Starting With an SSS-Rank Swordsmanship Talent - Chapter 266

Chapter 266: Executing the Prisoners Using a Dull Blade
Am I really going to die today?

Liam trembled when he saw the masked warrior who had captured him when he tried to escape.

As if sensing his gaze, the masked warrior glanced at him and made a throat-slitting gesture, making Liam even more scared.

He couldn’t take the pressure anymore and cried pathetically.

“No! I don’t want to die!”

He looked at Alaric and pleaded.

“Please forgive me, Alaric! I will do anything you want! I will eat shit every day if you want me to! Just give me another chance!”

The members of House Silversword frowned in disgust upon hearing his words.

Meanwhile, Alaric’s expression remained indifferent in the face of his emotional distress.

This man had destroyed the lives of many innocent women and lorded over the common people with an iron hand. Killing him would make the world a better place.

“You are followers of Aru and the least I could do for you is allow you to say your final prayers. You have five minutes.” Alaric coldly stated.

Hearing this, Liam and the rest of the prisoners felt like something terrible was gripping their hearts.

Some of them resigned to their fates and kneeled down to say their final prayers and express their regret for the atrocities they had committed.

However, there were also a few of them who still couldn’t accept their impending doom.

“Wait! Lord Alaric, I can give you anything that you want! Please I beg you! I don’t want to die!” Richard, the heir of House Harrison begged him while kneeling with a miserable look on his face.

“My lord, I can use my authority as the family head of House Harrison to surrender to your household! Please give us a chance to reconcile!” Darvin also expressed his desire to live.

Alaric ignored their words and just watched them with a cold gaze.

After five minutes went by, Alaric raised his hand and said. “Start the execution!”

Upon getting his signal, Butch, the masked warrior grabbed a dull blade.

He then walked towards the nearest prisoner and forced him to kneel with a kick.

“Lower his head!” He instructed the warriors who were there to assist him with the execution.

The warriors didn’t dally. They quickly grabbed the prisoner and forced him to lower his head.

“If you want to die fast, then you better stick your head out.”

Butch’s words made the prisoner shiver in fear.

Just as he was about to say something, Butch struck his neck.

Thwack!

The dull blade couldn’t penetrate deeply so it didn’t kill him right away.

The prisoner twitched and it looked like he wanted to say something, but only weak gasps came out of his mouth.

Butch chopped his neck a few more times, but because the blade was dull, it took more than five chops to cut off the man’s head.

The prisoners weren’t blindfolded so they witnessed the whole scene and it made them terrified.

“Please have mercy, sir! Use your mana and kill me with one str-” The next prisoner pleaded, but Butch didn’t let him continue his words and struck him with the blade.

Thwack!

Thwack!

Thwack!

Blood splashed onto Butch’s mask and clothes, but it didn’t seem to have any effect on him.

Thwack!

After seven chops, the man’s head was finally cut off.

Butch clicked his tongue as he wiped off the blood on the dull blade using the clothes of the headless prisoner.

“This guy’s neck is fat so it took a bit more effort.” He complained, but his words only made the remaining prisoners shiver in trepidation.

The third prisoner didn’t want to suffer the same pain as the other two so he obediently extended his neck.

Seeing this, Butch smiled coldly beneath his mask. He raised the blade and struck the man’s neck with extreme precision.

Thwack!

With the first chop, blood gushed out from the wound, splashing all over Butch’s mask.

This time, it only took four chops to cut off the man’s head.

The remaining prisoners noticed this. They already knew that escape was impossible so they obediently lowered their heads to make it easier for Butch to kill them.

Thwack! Thwack!

Finally, it was Richard’s turn.

The man cried and kowtowed repeatedly, but Butch was unmoved by his pleas.

“Please, sir! I don’t want to die! I will give you all my wealth! Please!”

Butch sent the warriors a look and said. “Hold him down!”

The warriors forced Richard to lower his head.

The latter tried to break free from them, but with his mana sealed, he was unable to overpower them.

“No! My son!” Darvin cried and shouted when he saw his son suffer such intense pain.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

Darvin almost lost his mind as he watched Butch chop his son’s head off. He couldn’t do anything but scream.

After ten chops, Richard’s head fell off.

Butch twisted his shoulder and clicked his tongue. “This guy is an Elite Knight so his neck is a bit difficult to cut off.”

Darvin stared at him with a mixture of fear and fury.

“You demon! You will pay for this! You will die a horrible death!” The old man shouted with tears in his eyes.

Pah!

Butch slapped the old man, sending a few pieces of his tooth flying.

“Noisy.”

“Hold him down,” Butch muttered with a snort.

Darvin wasn’t a warrior so he couldn’t resist the warriors’ grip.

The old man lifted his head and stared at Alaric who was watching with a calm expression. “Alaric, you filthy demon! One day, you will suffer a mor-”

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

Butch chopped his neck eight times. He could have cut off the old man’s head with a few chops, but Alaric had specifically told him to make Darvin suffer.

Thud.

The old man’s head fell with a ‘thud’.

With his death, only Liam was left.

“No! I don’t want to die! Wait! Let me speak to Alaric! I have information about Veronica! I will tell you everything I know if you don’t kill me!” Liam shouted anxiously.