Victor looked at his younger brother with bloodshot eyes, pleading in an extremely humble tone, “My dear brother, I
beg you to take care of me for the rest of my life.
Please bury me with my wife and children.
I have never begged you before, but this is my last request before I die…”
David shook his head and replied coldly, “Brother, if we were in Naples right now, you wouldn’t need to tell me.
I would have already buried your family together.
But we’re currently in Cyprus, and I can’t take your dead body on the plane.
Airports on both sides would not allow a deceased person to enter or leave the country.”
Victor choked with sobs and asked, “David, can’t you just burn me after I die and take my ashes back to bury with
them?”
David replied expressionlessly, “That’s impossible… Where would I even burn you in this situation? The Cyprus
police may even arrive before your body is burned.”
Victor asked desperately, “Then can’t you just leave me in the wilderness of Cyprus?”
David let out a sigh of relief and replied, “That’s impossible.
If you were left in the wilderness of dead bodies in Cyprus, the police would investigate the relevant clues and trace
it back to the flight we came from.
It would be determined that you came from Naples, which would cause unnecessary trouble for the Warriors Den.
The best solution is to let you rest underground forever.”
Victor asked, “But if you bury me, won’t someone find my body?”
David smiled and replied, “The water you drank was a special poison prepared by the British Lord for traitors.
Drinking it not only causes you to lose mobility but also gradually corrupts your internal organs.”
After checking the time, David continued, “In a few minutes, you will die due to the corruption of your internal
organs.
Once you pass away, I will dig a hole and bury you.
Within an hour, your entire abdomen will turn into a cloud of blood.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter a few hours, your body will decompose from the inside out, leaving only bones.
If you wait another day, even the bones will be corroded clean… Brother, you will eventually become one with the
land of Cyprus.”
“Alright… I understand…” Victor smiled bitterly and added weakly, “You truly are my good brother… Then I’ll wait
for you down below, my enemy.
Let’s meet again at the spring, and I’ll report to you once more…”
At this moment, despite feeling resentful, Victor had come to terms with his fate.
He understood the truth behind the saying that a single mistake could lead to eternal hatred.
Because of his own mistake, Victor had lost his entire family.
David simply smiled and casually remarked, “Brother, when you arrive there, go see our parents and ancestors of
the Stone family.
You deceived the British Lord, and they know this.
I’m afraid they will take care of the situation with their own hands.”
Victor’s expression was filled with horror as he realized that David’s words were true.
For generations, every member of the Stone family had wanted to remain loyal to the Warriors Den.
They had been extremely devoted to the cause.
Meeting their disgraced ancestor would be unforgivable.
At that moment, Victor felt completely hopeless.
He smiled wryly, and a sharp pain pierced his heart as if several knives had stabbed him.
His body became extremely weak.
Soon after, Victor lost consciousness, his internal organs severely corroded, and his breathing slowly faded away.
David gazed expressionlessly at his brother’s lifeless body before turning to the three individuals seated in the back
row.
He stated simply, “Help me dig a hole to bury him.”
The three individuals nodded in agreement and worked together with David, using their true energy to protect
themselves while digging a large pit more than a meter deep with their bare hands.
They buried Victor and filled the hole.
Once everything was finished, David patted the dirt off his hands and turned to the three individuals, instructing
them sternly, “No one is allowed to speak a word about this to anyone outside.
Otherwise, the same fate as Victor will befall you.
Do you understand?”
The three were shocked, but quickly responded respectfully, “Yes, governor.
We understand completely!”
David nodded in satisfaction, “Good.
Now that everything is clear, let’s return home immediately.”
***
At this moment, Gideon Alastair was still searching for clues about Maria Clark in Eastcliff and was not ready to
leave for Aurous Hill just yet.
Meanwhile, Landon Prescott was still investigating in New York, paddling along with no progress in sight.
Zeba Salazar had just settled down in the Far East.
Suddenly, the three of them received a meeting notice from the British Lord at the same time.
Without delay, they entered the meeting software and waited for the Lord to appear.
However, before the Lord arrived, they noticed that Jarvis did not enter the chat.
Landon joked, “If Jarvis doesn’t hurry up to connect, he might be punished by the Lord after he arrives!”
Gideon leaned back and spoke nonchalantly, “Perhaps Jarvis is hot on the trail of some relevant clues.
If there’s something truly important, I’m sure the British Lord won’t mind a little delay.”
Zeba didn’t respond, her thoughts elsewhere and not on Jarvis.
A minute ticked by before the chat lit up with a notification, the British Lord had joined.
The other three quickly chimed in, their voices filled with deference, “Greetings Lord!”
The British Lord’s deep voice rumbled through the chat, “This is an urgent message.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmListen well…”
The three responded in unison, “We’re all ears, my Lord!”
The British Lord’s voice sliced through the air, icily cold, “Less than an hour ago, I received confirmation that Jarvis
has died in Cyprus.”
“What?!” The three of them gasped in shock!
No one had expected Jarvis to meet such a sudden end.
Gideon blurted out, “My lord… I don’t understand.
Jarvis was so powerful.
Even if I wanted to kill him, I’d have to pay a steep price.
Who could possibly have taken down Jarvis?!”
The Lord let out a soft sigh and replied, “Based on what I know so far, it doesn’t seem that someone killed Jarvis.”
Gideon quickly pressed for answers, “Master, what do you mean? I don’t understand…”
The Lord spoke gravely, “Jarvis was likely killed by a Soviet-made AK-30 close-in anti-aircraft gun.”
“What?!” The three of them were now even more horrified!
Jarvis, who had already mastered the aura, had been taken down by a close-defense gun?!
It was simply inconceivable.
Landon couldn’t help but speak up, “My lord, Jarvis… Wasn’t he investigating the location of the deceased? How
could he have been killed by a close-defense gun? Is this gun really that powerful?”
The Lord replied, “I consulted with weapons experts, and this is an incredibly potent weapon.
With Jarvis’s strength, if he had been prepared and fully engaged, he might have been able to withstand two or
three direct hits.
However, if caught off guard, he may not have been able to block a single shot.”
Pausing briefly, the British Lord continued, “Furthermore, this type of close-in defense gun can fire up to three
thousand rounds per minute…”
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