The Shepherds Are Dense – Chapter 170

Chapter 171
Stop talking, it’s useless to say those things.
“They’re here.”
George Barton, who was drinking tea in Boka’s living room, suddenly spoke, “Do you feel it?”
“…Mm, I sense it. Someone is casting a curse on my house.”
Boka’s expression turned grim, but at the same time, he felt fortunate – he had been decisive enough.
His attitude was exceptionally respectful, even bordering on humble. “Your Excellency, Grand Guardian, what should I do now?”
“Should I go out first and attract their attention, or stay here?”
“As you wish.”
The Grand Guardian couldn’t be bothered with him. He simply replied curtly.
Although Boka was a witness, he wasn’t exactly a good person either. However, interrogating him would be a later matter. For now, he needed to deal with these scum.
He said to his Gryphon, “You two protect David and Mr. Boka.”
“Don’t you need my help?”
Philip, who was lying in the living room, asked in a deep voice.
Angelica and David were beside him, surrounding David on either side. Even if there were gunmen outside, they would be able to block his sniping.
“I’ll tell you if I need your help,” George said briefly, “but I don’t think it’s necessary now.”
He didn’t think much of these people.
He had already seen their setup through Avalon’s Eye – the only one who could be considered strong was Lloyd.
There was indeed a middle-aged woman with some power… but she was likely an Extraordinary who had adapted to a Path. Sensing George’s scrutiny, she had fled before the carriage had even stopped.
As for the “Alistair” that Boka had mentioned, he hadn’t come at all.
—But it didn’t matter.
Even if Alistair couldn’t be captured, capturing Lloyd would be good enough.
As long as the witness Boka was protected, he could slowly unravel an entire corrupt network.
“In conclusion, be careful,” Philip casually reminded him, then turned back to Boka with a sharp gaze, warning, “I’ll be watching you. Don’t try anything funny.”
“No, no…” Boka replied with a wry smile.
How would he dare to try anything funny?
He wasn’t stupid…
Meanwhile, George slowly drew the Elven scimitars from his sides.
They were a pair of scimitars that looked as slender as willow leaves, with handles of black and white. The slender and thin blades were a little over a meter long and shone with dazzling silver light.
This was a mysterious craft from the Taichu Empire, which had previously been gifted to the Church. Due to its rarity, it was replicated by the Church’s Elven artisans using Elven techniques.
The ones George held were replicas, so they had more of an Elven style – the main color being silver, with carvings of blooming flowers and tender leaves on the scabbards, numerous gemstones inlaid on the hilts, and Elven language inscriptions on the blades.
The one in his hand had been personally blessed by the previous Pope, possessing the dual protection of Candlemaster and Hengwo. It was gifted by the Church to Avalon, which had just been founded at the time, and was now passed down through generations as proof of authority for the Grand Guardian.
This was a genuine national treasure.
It was so light and sharp, yet it had a structure far sturdier than it appeared.
As George slowly infused his Wind-attribute mana into it, the blade gradually became invisible.
In its place were two faintly visible arcs of light, one white and one black.
These twin blades could convert Wind-attribute mana into Light and Dark attributes – Light-attribute mana was extremely effective against demons, while Dark-attribute mana was highly lethal to the human body.
He narrowed his eyes slightly.
With the assistance of Avalon’s Eye, he saw everyone surrounding Green Vine Avenue No. 113 and marked them one by one.
When his vision recovered, even though they were still separated by walls, their silhouettes were already displayed in his eyes.
George kicked open the door – immediately, a baby’s cry could be heard.
—It was a Cursed Infant!
An unavoidable, vicious curse that could bite the heart and freeze the organs!
Immediately after, bullets from at least ten guns rained down – these weren’t the common handguns or semi-automatic rifles of Avalon, but fully automatic rifles smuggled from the Star Antimony Kingdom!
The marksmanship of these Demon Scholars was clearly not very good. A large number of skewed bullets landed on the walls, kicking up puffs of dust.
George, however, completely ignored these bullets that could penetrate walls.
Without even looking, a ferocious hurricane erupted from his body, deflecting all the bullets. The howling storm made it impossible for people to stand steady, and the flying sand and rocks forced them to cover their eyes.
A brilliant flash of light cut through the storm, and the Cursed Infant was split in two.
The howling storm rose from the ground, and within the storm, like a white lightning bolt, he leaped among the crowd. Puffs of blood erupted almost simultaneously and were swept away by the storm. Those Demon Scholars didn’t even see who their enemy was before feeling a bolt of lightning strike them and losing consciousness.
The Demon Scholars were decapitated in an instant. They were not tortured, and many didn’t even realize they were dead.
The demons were not spared either – those that would have dispersed automatically in a short while were all pierced by arcs of light, bursting into black smoke and dust on the spot.
The lightning bolts leaped almost chaotically through the crowd; spells couldn’t capture him at all, as neither eyes nor spiritual power could lock onto him.
Only when dealing with slightly stronger demons did George briefly reveal himself.
Then, in an instant, he would deliver at least three blows, tear them to shreds, and then transform back into electric light, crackling and leaping within the storm.
When the storm subsided and George reappeared, only Lloyd was left alive.
George slowly raised the invisible twin blades in his hands, crossed them in front of him, and then swung them.
Two bloodstains appeared in a cross shape in front of him, one black and one red.
The re-emerged blades shone like new, and the Grand Guardian’s expression remained unchanged, his breathing not even quickening. It was as if he had not killed more than thirty Demon Scholars of at least Third Tier and their demons in a few breaths, but had casually eaten a meal.
Seeing this, Tommy’s back was already drenched in sweat.
He recognized the Grand Guardian, of course. But he had never imagined that the person coming to protect Boka would be him!
—If Boka knew the Grand Guardian, why would he be so cowardly all the time?!
Tommy wanted to run – but he knew he couldn’t possibly escape.
Since the Grand Guardian was here, his Gryphon must be here too. He might have a chance to outrun the Grand Guardian, but he definitely couldn’t outrun the Gryphon.
Pure-blooded Gryphons were favored by the wind and could merge with storms. They could exceed the speed of sound without tearing the atmosphere – a divine speed that human flesh and blood could not reach.
Therefore, upon seeing the Grand Guardian slowly approaching him, all Tommy could do was beg for mercy. “Your Excellency, Grand Guardian, I believe there must be a misunderstanding…”
“Oh?”
The Grand Guardian merely walked forward slowly, calmly stating, “Are you saying it’s a misunderstanding about illegally smuggling firearms, or a misunderstanding about kidnapping the heir of a founding family? Or a misunderstanding about murdering a current judge in broad daylight, or a misunderstanding about using cursed infants as materials to cast spells?
“Or… a misunderstanding about attacking the highest administrator of the Inspection Bureau, the Grand Guardian?”
As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly vanished.
Tommy was instantly petrified with fear – he subconsciously took a step back, and his contracted Labyrinth Demon manifested from the void, letting out a soul-stirring roar.
It was a giant demon over three meters tall, with the head and hooves of a bull and the body of a human. Its entire body was covered in black fur, its muscles bulging. Two green flames burned in its pupils, and in its hand, it held a dark gold battle axe as tall as itself.
The Labyrinth Demon was a legitimate Upper Demon and one of the reasons Tommy could join the Noble Red Society.
As the Labyrinth Demon roared, stone walls like a prison rose layer by layer.
These stone walls were covered with words used to curse others, written in blood. The internal space was much larger than it appeared from the outside. The walls were remarkably sturdy and extremely difficult to break, but the Labyrinth Demon could move freely within them. There was only one correct exit from the labyrinth; all other exits were dead ends – exiting through a dead end would lead to the Dream Realm, and mortals entering the Dream Realm would die immediately.
This was Tommy’s last trump card.
He was teleported outside the labyrinth, watching the tall stone walls with some nervousness.
But after only about ten minutes, the stone walls rumbled and fell, disappearing without a trace like an illusion.
The Grand Guardian, looking slightly dishevelled but unharmed, reappeared in his original spot.
He took a few breaths and looked at Tommy with his deep eyes. “Not bad, Lau…”
—“Stop talking, I surrender.”
Tommy threw himself prostrate without hesitation, lying motionless on the ground.
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