The First Magic World War

Brule, shot in the shoulder, was furious and yelled, "Someone dares to shoot at me? I will hang the shooter! I am the brother-in-law of a baron..."

As the gunfire erupted, the disorganized cavalry could no longer control the situation, nor did anyone care about Brule's status. Dozens of rifles fired wildly, bombarding the ambitious young man until his body was riddled with holes.

The baron's eldest son was extremely excited, urging the coachman desperately to speed up the carriage, unhappy that his uncle had entered the camp first.

When the carriage burst into the camp, the baron's eldest son leaped out, not even bothering to look at who the corpse on the ground was, drew his side sword, and shouted, "I am the baron's eldest son, everyone must obey my commands, and those who refuse will die."

A volley of rifle fire met him.

This poor noble boy, who had not even condensed a seed of strength, how could he withstand the bullets? Like his uncle, he too was shot full of bloody holes, his cruel smile still on his face as he fell under the carriage.

The coachman, terrified, scrambled all over himself, miraculously unhit by the gunfire. He leaped from the carriage and ran wildly, trying to escape the camp, only for someone to shoot, killing him on the spot.

Inside the carriage, the baron's wife and two children finally realized what was happening, trembling with fear, but the soldiers of the Westwind Knights, having already killed several people, were furiously aggressive. They stormed the carriage, dragged the family out, and shot them on the spot.

The servants, maids, and butlers following in the five carriages were panicked. People constantly jumped from the carriages, trying to flee.

The members of the Westwind Knights, though few were well-trained soldiers, excelled in this kind of street slaughter, typically the domain of gang members. Hundreds surged out, using all sorts of weapons. The baron's servants were quickly slaughtered, staining the long street with blood.

Charles, who was eating with two ladies, was not too far from the camp, but close enough to hear the gunfire, which sounded incessant like popping beans. He immediately became worried and told Taoles, "I need to go back and check, wait for me for a moment."

Taoles, leaving a Fu Er, said, "I'll go back with you."

Charles nodded and said to the tavern keeper, "Keep the change!"

The cost of living in Fars was not that high; the meal definitely did not cost a Fu Er.

The tavern keeper hurriedly gave back a Sheng Ding, which Charles pocketed, causing Taoles to roll her eyes beautifully.

In fact, in the Old Continent, the vast majority of villages and towns did not use cash but bartered goods, only in cities did people get used to using Sheng Ding and Fu Er.

The currency in Fars, whether Aegeus, Fu Er, Fu Er banknotes, or Sheng Ding, was very expensive to produce, so they were not like the highly circulated currencies on Earth that everyone possesses. Not only in the Fars Empire but also in all nations of the Old Continent, currency circulated only among the wealthy, in very limited quantities.

Just like in ancient China, although silver was also currency, most people never used it. Only in novels did everyone have a handful of silver coins. In reality, ancient people used copper coins, cloth, and various agricultural products as equivalents.

Because a Sheng Ding's purchasing power was equivalent to nearly twenty Chinese RMB, Charles usually ordered some fruit wine, beer, coffee, and the like to round up the total.

The three hurriedly left the tavern. Charles, without caring about breaking norms, leaped onto the nearby rooftop. With Quickness Technique and newly mastered Spirit Spider Technique, his movements were as light as a swallow, wall-walking as if strolling on flat ground.

Philedrica activated Leopard's Hunt, and was surprised to find herself barely keeping up, thinking, "How has his strength improved so quickly?"

Taoles watched the two companions wall-walk away, took out a Magic Card "Turn into Cat," flicked it with her slender finger, transformed into a white spirit cat, leaped onto the rooftop, and closely followed the others.

Charles madly rushed back to the camp, only to see the baroness and the baron's three children, along with a bunch of servants, maids, a butler, and a young noble who looked blissfully dead, and Charles was nearly dumbstruck.

He had just gone out to eat, only a few streets away, always capable of rushing back at any moment, how could such a thing still happen?

He hastily grabbed Yellow Bear, who had stayed back at the camp, and asked what had happened?

Yellow Bear was quite candid and retold the events as they had occurred.

After questioning a few more people, Charles roughly understood that the baroness, under the incitement of some, had sought to seize the Westwind Knights.

In truth, Charles did not care so much for the knighthood, although the Westwind Knights had enough members, it was just too chaotic. Along the way, he had suffered enough, his days filled with constant troubles, realizing that warfare was not just about amassing numbers, managing an army required attending to innumerable issues.

If the baroness was willing to pay a sum of money, he might even consider selling off the Westwind Knights.

Even if it were seized, it should still be far better than the Westwind Knights wiping out the baron's family completely clean.

Exterminating an entire household could not be more severe.

Charles inquired about the identities of the deceased and could not help but criticize, "These bastards even killed someone's little brother-in-law, isn't that too inhumane?"

Upon learning that the Westwind Knights had killed the baron's family, Charles initially panicked, but after some chaotic rushing around, he was no longer too frightened.

He had already crossed through.

He had faced the Evil God three times already.

Was he still afraid of killing a baroness, the baron's eldest son, the baron's younger son, the baron's beloved daughter, the baron's brother-in-law, and the baron's servants, maids, and butler?

Suddenly, Charles felt the number of people killed was really too many.

After Philedrica and Taoles came back and saw the scene of dead bodies everywhere, they tactfully stood aside, not saying anything, leaving Charles room to maneuver.

Knowing his subordinates had killed people and he could not shirk the responsibility, Charles knew the only way to save himself was to align their stories. He gathered his soldiers and spoke loudly, "Just now! A tragic event occurred. Revolutionaries from South Serif burst into Silver Pigeon Fort, killing the baron's family. Although we fought and repelled the invaders, we couldn't save the baroness and her children…"

"I suggest everyone observe a moment of silence for the baroness."

By now, many in the Westwind Knights already knew that the people they had just killed were nobles of high stature in the Empire, the baron held a seventh-level title, commanding the power of life and death over his lands, a dominion not even the Emperor would interfere with. Explore stories on empire

Although they had not killed the baron, as he had already perished on the battlefield earlier, killing the baroness and her three children was a crime grave enough to send everyone to the gallows, leading many to silently pray and some even prepared to flee.

When they heard Charles's speech, it was like seeing a glimmer of sunlight in Hell.