NABC Chapter 106 The Privilege of the Deer
Chapter 106 The Privilege of the Deer
Chapter 106 The Privilege of the Deer
The scene was completely silent.
These high-ranking witches were accompanied by servants who all came from families with high social standing from a young age, and some of them had even served one or two generations of their ancestors.
Everyone expected that Nan'an would fight and curse, and that once he calmed down from his rage, everyone should give him a way out and the farce would come to an end.
Unexpectedly, Nan'an made a sudden move.
Blood was drawn with a single strike, and he casually grasped the two heads, still displaying expressions of terror, in his palm.
When he jumped onto the table again and looked around at the Bamboo Moon Witch, everyone was intimidated by his chilling gaze and dared not meet his eyes.
Only Carly managed to maintain her composure and calmness as the vice president.
"You can try asking me if I dare to kill Pudding, if I dare to kill you."
Nan'an's voice sounded like that of a living dead climbing out of a mountain of corpses, carrying a strong stench of blood.
The Bamboo Moon Witch was already dry heaving and sobbing softly.
"Vice President Carly, now I want you to answer me—do you think I dare?"
"The Senate will bring your atrocities to trial!"
"Put aside the Senate for now; your immediate priority is to ask me again whether you dare."
He tossed the two heads onto the table. The two thuds were particularly clear in the silent hall.
Then he reached out and grabbed Carly's throat.
Everyone screamed.
"Why aren't you threatening me anymore? Just say 'Do you dare?' and I'll kill you."
Carly couldn't see a trace of reason in Nan'an's eyes; his bloodlust was burning fiercely, twisting into a hideous, wide grin on his face.
It resembled a pool of black mud; staring at it sent chills down one's spine.
Trembling and reason made Carly lower her head.
She dared not—
"Hmph, others may ask your Bamboo Moon Witch Society for help, hoping that your bloodline can merge with their noble bloodline, but I have no such need," Nan An whispered in her ear.
"It doesn't matter if you're a summoned creature, but aren't Suiyue and Cora worried?"
Brin, who had been scraped into a scrambled egg, gritted her teeth and grinned maliciously.
Publicly executed in front of everyone, her ugly side would be ridiculed by all, and her resentment towards Nan'an had reached its peak.
"What did you say?" Nan An turned his head with a smile.
Carly clutched her throat, coughing violently, and reached out to stop her.
Unlike others, this monster actually attacks!
"Suiyue and Coralina, prepare for the revenge of the Bamboo Moon Witches! Solitz will not allow anyone to associate with evil spirits, and we will surely bring this to the attention of the Chief Elder!"
Clara panicked and stopped Nanan from raising his hand.
A piercing sound of bone cracking.
The sound of Brin's lumbar spine breaking was like a withered branch snapping, and blood immediately gushed from her mouth, trickling down the corner of her mouth and dripping onto the table.
"stop!"
The Senate envoy was alarmed.
Nanan whispered in Brin's ear.
"Killing the servants first gave you the wrong impression; you didn't think I was going to let you go, did you?"
With a casual wave of his hand, Nanan blocked Carly's magic. Manipulating the vines, he met Carly's horrified gaze with a light flick of his finger.
The vines spread and pierced through Brin's heart.
Even on her deathbed, she couldn't believe that Nan'an dared to openly violate the laws of Solitz in front of everyone.
Those eyes were wide open, their mouths slightly agape, filled with endless confusion and resentment, before slowly losing focus.
"Nan-an!"
"It's no use yelling. The person is already dead, and the body can be returned to you intact." Nan An laughed. "You should feel honored; I rarely leave a complete corpse."
Pudding's corpse flew out and crashed towards the direction where the Bamboo Moon Witches were standing.
The crowd screamed and scattered, the body falling heavily to the ground with a dull thud.
The Senate envoy watched helplessly as everything unfolded, remaining silent for a long time.
The situation, which originally had room for maneuver, has escalated.
The crowd parted, and the raven's tall body cast a reassuring shadow.
Upon seeing his arrival, the special envoys breathed a sigh of relief.
The oppressive feeling emanating from Nan'an was too intense; at this moment, they truly believed that he had the intention to kill all the Bamboo Moon Witches.
"Bewildering Raven, this is the regional supervisor you chose! He openly murdered a witch!"
Nan'an scoffed, "It's like a child running to their parents to complain."
Carly, avoiding eye contact with Nan'an, continued her accusations: "There will be no Senate hearing. Elru must give us an explanation, or we'll see you in court!"
The crow ignored the other party's accusations and simply lowered its gaze, staring at Nan'an for a long while.
There was no blame or anger in his eyes, as if he were oblivious to everything that had happened.
"Go find Gunn."
"Are the Deer and the Bamboo Moon Witch going to become complete enemies?"
The crow sighed: "Although it's unrelated to this incident, if you insist I say it plainly, the reason our relationship hasn't been pleasant for the past 20 years is all your fault?"
"Good, good, good!" Carly trembled uncontrollably. "This time, the El Deer will surely be disbanded!"
Having said that, she pushed through the crowd and was about to leave with the Bamboo Moon Witch's people.
"Don't leave, collect the body," the crow coldly reminded him.
Clara suddenly raised her hand: "I can do it—I'm a professional."
Carly, who had initially intended to refuse, turned around as if she had swallowed a dead fly. She beckoned her companions to turn back and use magic to freeze the corpse.
Even now, the onlookers are still feeling dizzy.
Until he witnessed the three corpses being cleared from the area, his heart suddenly raced, and everything felt real again.
The Senate envoy sighed, glanced at Nan'an, and then looked at Huoya.
"Guen probably can't defend you either."
The bewitching raven chuckled lightly: "Then you should disband the Evil Deer."
"what?"
"The Senate has a ready-made excuse."
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Just when everyone thought the show was over, a single sentence from Huoya stirred up a storm in the hearts of those around them.
Intending to offer some words of comfort and ask a few more questions, Huoya gave no one the chance, pushing Nan'an and Suiyue away from the governor's residence.
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.
Pirion's guards are still tirelessly searching for the invading mimicry of the Nightmare God.
The communication statue of the Bamboo Moon Witch buzzed, and messages were continuously transmitted back to the Twin Crowns, waking up the sleeping VIPs one by one.
Meanwhile, the group from Nan'an boarded a carriage, led by the Bewitching Crow.
The carriage rose into the night sky, hovering aimlessly as it enjoyed the cool autumn breeze.
The stars outside the window twinkled against the dark gray sky, like countless silent eyes watching over this land soaked in black mist, where dawn would never break.
Suiyue applied the special potion given to Corella by the bewitching raven, and her hissing sounds of pain echoed throughout the carriage, mingling with the gentle whistling of the night wind.
Huoya poured Nan'an a glass of fruit wine, they clinked glasses, and Huoya spoke first.
"You shouldn't have killed Pudding. That went too far. A servant is a servant, and a witch is a witch. In the eyes of nobles, they have different values."
"On an emotional level—I'll tell you, if I were 100 years younger, I'd still kill a few Bamboo Moon Witches for fun."
He patted Nan'an on the shoulder.
"Don't worry, I might have a slight headache if she's in the right, but since Brin wasn't in the right to begin with—it's time for me to enjoy the privileges of being an Elskin."
"Sounds like some kind of lawless villain—"
Suiyue once again made an inappropriate comment.
But the crow burst into laughter.
"A villain? Actually, Erlu has always been one."
Outsiders could not understand what the crow said before its departure: "The Calamity Deer will be disbanded." But Nan'an understood.
Starting 20 years ago, a group of forces led by the Bamboo Moon Witch were deeply dissatisfied with the excessive privileges that Erlu possessed.
Their initial idea was to have all parties select elites to join Elu.
Ultimately, the secret of controlling gods and demons, unique to Elu, will be realized, benefiting everyone.
The birth of the Deer was an accident. In an era when people had only a vague understanding of the Black Mist, gods and demons, and the Living Eclipse, battles were fought solely on the basis of passion.
Until the appearance of controllable unknown creations such as Windgrass and Algaestone, the Mistbreakers, as the strongest force in Soliz, were selected and gathered by the Crazy Ravens to form the original Evil Deer.
The privileges of the Elu people are a huge legacy of history.
The Senate was originally established as a precautionary measure to deal with special spiritually polluted creations, allowing professionals to preserve the seeds of civilization and lead the survivors in rebuilding order, just in case.
However, there has been no record of any deities or demons that cause mental pollution appearing since a century ago.
Large-scale pollution has become extinct.
Long-lived individuals are not the majority among the chief elders.
With the passing of the older generation of the Raven and Gunn, the question of whether to retain the excess authority of the Evil Deer gradually became an unavoidable issue for the new members of the Senate.
A violent organization whose actions are out of control and which can achieve a degree of autonomy through privilege is frightening.
Gunn and the Bewitching Raven understood the concerns of outsiders and took the initiative to reduce funding and manpower year by year, and also took the initiative to bring most of the controllable gods and demons into the Black Mist Research Organization under the jurisdiction of the Senate.
For example, the "echo sandbag".
Moreover, they proactively severed and relinquished many of the rights that once belonged to the Evil Deer, retaining only the right to "intervene" when exploring the Black Mist, fighting against gods and demons, and annihilating the Living Eclipse.
In a sense, what they preserved was the convenient door to proactively and quickly going to the front lines to die.
Rather than a matter of rights, it's more accurate to say that everyone in Erlu is igniting their own potential.
As Nilar said, joining El Lu requires a sense of conviction.
They may have inadvertently destroyed a god or demon powerful enough to annihilate Nora's existing civilization, but they never knew the value of that battle until their deaths.
Only the dead deer can become a hero.
Gunn and the Crazy Raven have made enough concessions; the privileges they have left are a reward and respect for those who uphold lofty beliefs.
Everything was fine until 20 years ago, when Elu refused the witch's request to join her in fighting against the gods and demons.
The attacks against El Deer have moved from behind the scenes to the forefront, becoming increasingly vicious and ruthless.
The unique nature of gods, demons, and the black mist prevented most of Erlu's achievements from being made public, which became a major source of doubt for the Bamboo Moon Witch and many others.
then----
When Suiyue joined Elu, Elu's annual personnel approval quota had already dropped to 10 people.
The cat's eye, which will soon replace the Elu, is gradually taking shape.
It's just one final step away from a substantial dissolution.
The Crow, Nan'an, and Suiyue are about to become the last Calamity Deer.
Back when they were both crowned, Gunn, after drinking, jokingly told Suiyue that she had chosen a good time to join the team.
"If I work hard, I should be able to get a generous retirement fund for everyone."
Suiyue initially thought it was Gunn's mysterious sense of humor—and she still thinks so now.
"Over the years, there have been many accusations that El-Lu is autocratic and abuses his power, but it is clear that they have never truly appreciated real power. Even today, Nan'an has only achieved half of the 'violence' within El-Lu's authority."
Clara was stunned. Ignoring her pain, she asked blankly.
"What's the upper limit?"
The crow remained silent.
The moonlight outside the window fell on the crow's face, clearly illuminating the lines etched by time, and making its silver hair shimmer.
"As I said," he said slowly, "the Elu was initially entrusted by the collective. It was the chief elder who, after witnessing the rampage and massacre of the city by the mentally polluted gods and demons, granted the power of judgment to a few individuals with mental resistance."
He took a deep breath and uttered words that left everyone in the carriage speechless.
"Guen and I have the right, without the Senate, to execute corrupted senators and nobles and to issue an extermination order to completely wipe out the corrupted city-states."
The night wind howled outside the car window, like a rendition of a heroic and tragic song before the charge of the brave warriors of Nora's distant era.
Those who firmly believe in the noble and passionate hearts of Raven and Gunn entrust their lives to them.
A century has passed; they are either very old or have turned to dust.
An era has come to an end.
The deer have become unpopular and dangerous relics, and people are eager for them to relinquish all their knowledge so that a more vibrant and energetic new generation can take center stage.
In their eyes, Cat's Eye was ready, but Elu was still clinging to power.
Nan'an suddenly remembered a sentence that the bookworm had said a long time ago.
"Heroes, when they're alive, can be quite an eyesore."
He couldn't help but chuckle to himself.
Once you become a hero, you'll die instantly, and you'll be out of the nerd's AoE spray range.
"What a pity. If you make the move, I won't have an excuse to have some fun." The Crow sighed deeply, full of regret. "If I were to make the move, it should be the one to kill the guild leader of Zhu Yue."
Nan'an asked in confusion, "Why didn't you tell me about Zhu Yue's dealings with the nobles in that area?"
"Oh? You know?" The crow glanced at Nan'an's lower body and chuckled, "It's subconscious. After all, you're a Heroic Spirit, you don't need this kind of knowledge."
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Suiyue seemed to have returned to the orphanage, raising her hand high.
"Please ask your question, Suiyue." The crow's tone was unusually relaxed.
"If the Deer Crow disbands—won't Boss Crazy Raven feel bad?"
Nan'an had already made a lunge motion, intending to smother the idiot's mouth, but was pressed down by a strong hand beside him.
"Whether the Evil Deer is here or not, I will continue to fight against the Black Mist," the Bewitching Raven laughed. "It's less about heartache and more about reluctance. To me, the Evil Deer represents memories and honor, and so do the others—"
"Back when the annual quota was limited to 10 people, we were already prepared to disband. Gunn's contingency plan included a disbandment party."
"The retirement estate has also been built in advance. Anyone who gets tired of fighting and killing can start enjoying the rest of their life at any time."
"Eat, drink, and be surrounded by beautiful women, spend the rest of your life—with Gunn's wealth, he won't go broke before the black mist devours Nora."
"So—" Clara said nervously, "Nan'an will be alright, right?"
"What you should be asking is whether Suiyue is alright," Huoya joked. "After all, Nan'an is a dead man."
Suiyue crossed her arms nonchalantly, her gaze fixed on Nan'an's face.
"So what if I die? The old man will definitely avenge me anyway. Remember to write a prayer telling me how the old man goes on a killing spree."
Suiyue's views on life and death are always deeply moving.
Nan An nodded: "Whoever kills you, I'll kill their whole family."
The crow's lips twitched, and finally it couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Since meeting Nan'an Suiyue, he has suddenly become more cheerful.
"I'd love to see Nan'an take your life, but Suiyue, even if you want to die, it won't be that easy," Huoya said disdainfully. "Let Guen do it. It's just a witch dying. He's been preparing a defense plan for me to kill all the Zhuyue witches."
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