The Grand Duke's Son Is A Heretic-Chapter 30:Washing The Filth With Blood

"KUAHHHH!"

"NOO!"

"DON’T KILL ME...URGH!"

Screams of gasp and moans of pain echoed out resonating in the place as axe chopped people into pieces without any shred of mercy.

It didn’t matter whether it was a man or a woman.

As long as anyone pissed Kael, he slammed his axe until the person was chopped.

Kael walked through the narrow hallway leaving behind a bloody trail as the axe in his hand left behind drops of blood splattering and spilling across the floor.

His steps were slow and deliberate and echoed across the place striking more fear

His eyes scanned the area until he found his next target and another victim to kill and devour.

Since he was already on a killing spree, he made sure to drain them as much as possible.

The place was disgusting. Not that he had anything against brothels—he didn’t care about what people did behind closed doors—but this place? It was full of filth, the kind of scum that practically begged to be killed.

From the outside, it looked like an ordinary pub, a place where men gathered to drink and have fun.

But inside?

It was a hellhole.

Girls were kidnapped and forced into prostitution, treated like trash by rich guys and so-called VIPs who thought they owned the world.

However, everywhere was the same. It’s just this place had the bad luck of getting caught in his hands.

"I doubt this is the only one," Kael muttered, wiping the sweat from his forehead. "There must be more."

He continued devouring bodies, gaining strength with each one, until he finally stood before the door of his next target.

The bastard inside was enjoying himself.

Kael paused, sharpening his senses. Suddenly, he ducked.

SWISH!

A blade sliced through the air where he had just been standing.

A cloaked man appeared, kicking off the wall to launch himself at Kael.

His body shot forward like an arrow,and his blade aiming straight for Kael—

TANG!

Kael swung his axe, blocking the attack.

The cloaked man’s eyes widened as the force sent him spinning. Kael grabbed the mans cloth on foot and dragged him in him mid-air and brought his axe down.

BANG!

The axe slammed into the man’s chest, crushing him into the floor with a loud blast.

"Holy shit! The City Lord trained some real squealers," Kael sneered.

He lifted his axe again and hacked it onto the man’s head.

BAAAM!

The man’s skull cracked open. Flesh and blood splattered everywhere.

Kael smirked, feeling his body absorb the man’s essence using Devour. His strength surged.

"Well, that’s a nice surprise." He turned to the door. Loud noises came from inside screaming, moaning, the sounds of pleasure and filth.

Kael wasn’t interested in waiting.

BANG!

He kicked the door open, sending it flying.

"Whoa—"

"What the fuck?!"

Inside, a naked woman and a fat, drunk noble flinched.

The woman quickly grabbed a bedsheet, wrapping it around herself. Her eyes burned with hatred as she glared at Kael.

"Who the hell are you?" she demanded. "How did you get in?"

Kael didn’t bother answering, rather he took a step.

His body blurred—

And in the next second, he was behind her.

SLAP!

A single hit to the back of the neck, and she collapsed.

The noble blinked, still drunk and confused.

Kael’s hand shot out, slapping him across the face.

SMACK!

"You bastard! You ruined my fun!" the noble screamed, stumbling back. "I’ll kill you! Do you have any idea who I am?!"

He turned toward the door and shouted.

"Where the fuck are my men?! Kill this asshole!"

At his command, four assassins appeared, surrounding Kael.

"Holy cow!"

"Your master got beaten and he even needed to call you out to appear."

"What fuck...?"Kael laughed and then spat.

"You are City Lord Loreno son right?"

"You...You...Kill him.."The fat man shouted in anger.

The assassins then moved towards Kael.

Kael grinned.

F-rank assassins?

Pathetic.

He had sensed them long ago. He was just waiting for them to show up.

One of them lunged, a dagger aimed at Kael’s throat.

Kael sidestepped, dodging easily, then kicked the man in the gut—

WHAM!

The assassin flew back, crashing into a table.

Another one appeared behind Kael, dagger flashing.

But Kael didn’t even need to turn around.

His axe swung backward—

CLANG!

Metal clashed against metal, stopping the assassin’s blade dead in its tracks.

The man’s face paled.

Before he could retreat, Kael grabbed his leg and hurled him across the room, slamming him straight into another assassin.

CRASH!

The two tumbled into a pile.

A third assassin tried to sneak up on Kael, slashing his dagger through the air—

But it hit nothing.

Kael had already moved.

Before the assassin could react, Kael appeared above him, axe raised.

SLASH!

The assassin tried to defend himself, raising his dagger in a desperate X-shape—

But Kael’s strength shattered his guard.

The axe cut through him like butter, slicing him in two.

Kael chuckled, feeling his body absorb more strength.

The remaining assassins were frozen in terror.

The noble took a step back, sweat pouring down his face.

"K-Kill him!" he screamed. "You useless pieces of shit! Kill him now!"

The assassins flinched.

Their whole lives, they had only fought weaklings. They thought they were strong. They thought they were predators.

But now?

Now, they had met a real monster.

Still, they gritted their teeth and charged Kael together.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Three bodies flew backward, smashing against the walls.

Kael hadn’t even moved from his spot and fired his axe.

The assassins groaned, struggling to stand—

But Kael didn’t give them a chance.

He appeared in front of them.

And swung his axe.

SWISH.

Like slicing through paper, three heads rolled to the ground.

Blood sprayed across the floor.

Kael smirked as blood splashed in his mind.

More stat points.

Good.

With the appetizers done, it was time for the main course.

He turned to the noble.

The fat man had fallen to his knees, his face pale.

"W-Who are you?" he stammered. "Where did you come from?"

Kael chuckled, tilting his head.

"Where did I come from?" He grinned.

"That’s a very good question indeed but I can’t answer you that fatty!"

The noble trembled, his back drenched in sweat.

"I-I can give you money! Land! Women! Anything you want!" he begged.

Kael shook his head.

"This isn’t about what I want," he said, stepping forward. "This is about you."

With a smirk, he pulled down his mask.

The noble’s eyes widened in shock.

He recognized the face.

"Hey, Garry," Kael said, his voice dripping with mockery. "I heard your daddy got a very big stash."

Garry’s body stiffened in terror.

"Well, don’t worry,I’m here to take that big fatty stash...Hehehe?"

Kael’s grin widened, while his eyes gleaming like a demon’s.

"But before that..."

He reached for his axe.

"Let’s give you a little beauty treatment, shall we?"

The last thing Garry saw was the axe coming down.

Then the screams of pain and terror began.