The Shining Star Above The Heaven-Chapter 1027: I Heard Enough

The town lord did not expect to be treated this way. Ignoring Aldrian’s words, he tried to attack Aldrian.

"Bastard!" he roared.

His aura at middle emperor stage flared as he unleashed his palm technique. His palm exuded scorching flames that caused the room temperature to spike instantly, burning the surrounding furniture.

His target was Aldrian’s face.

The town lord thought it would be a direct hit given how close they were. Moreover, both of Aldrian’s hands were occupied. One was grabbing his head, while the other held a cup of tea.

But before his palm could touch Aldrian’s face, it abruptly stopped. It was as if something was holding his wrist.

At that moment, Aldrian was using his spatial manipulation to grab the town lord’s wrist.

The town lord kept pushing his palm, gritting his teeth, but it did not move even an inch. Seeing that Aldrian showed no disturbance despite the chaos only made the town lord more furious.

"Raagghhhh!" he roared as he continued to force his palm forward. The flames in his palm intensified, making even the space begin to bend.

However, Aldrian did not change his expression and continued to look at the town lord calmly.

The only things still in perfect condition in the room were Aldrian himself, the cup of tea in his hand, and the sofa where he sat. It was as if something invisible was protecting them.

As the town lord continued to push with all his strength, he felt something grip his wrist tightly before—

Crack!

"Aaarghhhh!"

His wrist bone crushed, and his hand bent upward. His scream, full of pain, could be heard outside the room, which at this moment was already surrounded by guards. Henrik and the guards had already tried to breach the door. However, as if something invisible was protecting it, the door could not be opened or destroyed.

"A kind of spatial barrier is protecting the door. We cannot destroy it!" one of the guards commented.

Henrik gritted his teeth.

As he thought, Aldrian was truly bad news, and to think that he did not hesitate to attack the town lord the moment he met him.

Hearing the scream full of pain from their lord only fueled their panic as they continued trying to breach the room. The room was already surrounded from various directions.

Inside the room, the town lord, who had already given up trying to attack Aldrian, grimaced in pain as he looked at Aldrian with fear.

"Why... are you doing this? Did we have some misunderstanding somewhere?" he asked as he endured the pain in his destroyed wrist.

Aldrian sipped the tea once before he replied.

"No, not at all. It is the first time we have met, and I have not been here long, so I did not know you."

Hearing that, the town lord gritted his teeth, not only because of the pain but also because he truly wanted to shout.

Then why are you attacking me?!

"Do you have any connection to those bandits, the ones riding the black-tailed wolf?" Aldrian suddenly asked, making the town lord’s heart tremble.

He had received a report that those bandits went to Arsun Village two days ago by the order of his underling. It was said that some witnesses saw the village head Rokan possessing peak-level energy stones.

The village head was accompanied by someone, but he did not care about that.

What he cared about was only the result.

He simply let his men do the job, to take the ’excessive’ wealth from those commoners.

However, he later received a report that they had lost contact with the bandits for more than twenty-four hours, which made him feel unsettled.

He thought that something might have happened to those bandits, and it looked like it was true. They might already be dead at the hands of this man who was said to be the one accompanying the village head.

Does this man know something from those bandits?

No, it can’t be!

There was no proof of their direct connection. Even if those bandits could guess the connection to the town’s official that had always been giving them orders and information, they would not have proof that directly pointed to him!

Aldrian smiled at the town lord. "It looks like it’s true. You have a connection with those bandits."

The town lord’s heart trembled as he looked at the smile, the smile that clearly showed, ’I got you.’

He must not admit his connection with those bandits!

"What are you talking about? I don’t understand," he said.

Without saying anything, Aldrian suddenly used his blood laws. He cast a blood curse on the town lord, which made him feel pain across his entire body.

Blood started to flow from all of his orifices, and the town lord felt extreme pain that he had never felt before. It only took a few seconds before the town lord gave up.

"I... have... a connection... please... stop."

Aldrian stopped the blood curse and let the town lord catch his breath.

"I’m listening. So you are the one who released those criminals and turned them into bandits? You then let them roam your territory to extort or rob those commoners and passing merchants, correct?" Aldrian asked.

"Yes...but I...released those criminals also... with the approval...of the Beruin family...as they are from the prison...under their management," the town lord answered painfully.

"Why would you do that? If you want to extort someone for wealth, you could extort those wealthy merchants. Why make things difficult for those villagers who are already struggling to live? Even to the point of wanting to take a few peak level energy stones from them," Aldrian asked.

The town lord looked hesitant to answer, which made Aldrian’s grip on his head tighten.

"It’s because of desperate measures. I...prepared for the future when we have to escape this world because the devils keep pushing us back! I gathered as much...wealth as possible in a short time for...my future, no matter the source." the town lord quickly answered.

"To keep my image, I had to use another hand that was entirely outside my force to do the dirty work!"

Aldrian nodded. "I see. So this was your personal order then?"

"Although, although this was my personal order, the Beruin family also tacitly approved my methods because there is no way they did not know what I was doing here. The fact that they did nothing means they allowed it," the town lord answered.

"So I suppose you also took benefits from the war taxes? And you were also the one who ordered the conscription?" Aldrian asked again.

The town lord hesitantly nodded, but then he quickly clarified.

"Yes, I did take some benefits from the taxes, but regarding the conscription, it came from the Beruin family. I only did what was ordered by the Beruin family, to conscript those normal mortals without cultivation."

Aldrian could not help but find the Beruin family more and more infuriating. He had actually left himself a small benefit of the doubt regarding the Beruin family’s involvement.

He thought that the entire situation in the village or in this town might have been the personal decision of the town’s authority without the Beruin family’s knowledge.

With the town lord’s confession, he no longer needed to keep any good feelings toward the Beruin family.

"So you must also know about the Crimson Flame mushroom, right? Did the situation of Village Head Rokan come from the man called Renfil, or did it also come from the Beruin family?" Aldrian asked.

"That also came from the Beruin family. They ordered the Treasure Pavilion branch here to gain as much profit as possible from Village Head Rokan."

Aldrian took a deep breath and released it.

"One last question. What are you going to do with the people you caught inside the dungeon under your mansion? I can sense that many of them are refugees who came to the town a few days ago," he asked.

The town lord widened his eyes in shock. How could he know about the dungeon, and even more so, about the people inside it?

There were only a few people who knew about the refugees who had become prisoners in his dungeon.

Did Henrik tell this man?

No, he did not think so. There was no reason for Henrik to tell this man about the dungeon.

So how did this man know about it?

Hearing no answer, Aldrian tightened his grip again, which made the town lord answer, albeit hesitantly.

"They... they are the product. I... I... sold them as slaves to others—"

"Let me guess. You framed those refugees for crimes they did not commit, or framed them under nonsense laws so you could catch them?" Aldrian cut off the town lord’s words, making the town lord freeze before he hesitantly nodded.

"Yes—"

"Alright, I heard enough," Aldrian said before he forcefully smashed the town lord’s head into the floor, making even the ground tremble.

The rumbling sound from the room could be heard outside, which made Henrik and the guards work even harder to breach it.

Aldrian, who had just smashed the town lord’s head, stood up and looked at what he had done. The floor was destroyed, and the town lord’s head was crushed like a smashed watermelon, killing him instantly.

Strangely, there was no blood splashed onto Aldrian’s clothes. He was still clean, except for the hand he had used to grab the town lord’s head, which was stained with blood.

He wiped his hand with a napkin that he had already prepared before throwing it aside.

He then picked up the floating cup of tea and sipped it one last time before he disappeared. A second after he vanished, the doors to the room could be opened and the guards rushed in.

They saw the room already in ruins, but their attention was instantly drawn to the town lord’s body.

Henrik, who was also among the first to enter the room, felt horrified as he saw the condition of his lord. His head was completely destroyed, and he could not be more dead.

’That man truly dared to kill Lord Agerus,’ Henrik thought.

’This is really bad. I have to notify the Beruin family!’