I Sign In, You Bow Down

Ch 8: First Time Killing

Emrys was casually enjoying street food from the nearby stalls when he suddenly sensed a lingering gaze locked onto him. At first, he didn't think much of it. But as the gaze refused to shift, a faint unease settled in his heart.

That was when he noticed Otto and his group.

He noticed something sinister in Otto’s eyes, something greedy and malicious, as if he intended to take something from Emrys or harm someone close to him. Emrys frowned. He didn't like this feeling. It was uncomfortable.

When he saw Otto glance toward the middle-aged man beside him, his figure vanished in a flash, reappearing right in front of Otto.

That's when he caught Otto’s words, and his expression instantly turned cold. He was unable to control himself and coldly spoke, "Hey, is it really okay for you to discuss something like this so openly?"

Otto, Beau, and everyone behind him felt their scalps go numb upon hearing this cold voice. A chill ran down their spines and a fear pierced straight into their souls.

"Rumble!"

A powerful aura suddenly erupted from Emrys's body, crashing down like a mountain.

Otto and his underlings were instantly forced to the ground by the overwhelming pressure. Their faces turned pale as their bodies trembled. The pressure was so intense that they couldn't even lift a finger.

"Isn't that Otto from the Amos family? Looks like he finally messed with the wrong person."

"Hah, I saw it coming. That clown has been messing around a lot. Someone was bound to put him in his place."

"Serves him right. I've had enough of his arrogance."

"But still, that young man is in for trouble. The Amos family's head is on the verge of entering the War Lord Realm. He may have the upper hand now, but I doubt this ends well for him."

The conflict between Emrys and Otto quickly drew a crowd from Ironfall City.

Many onlookers wore delighted expressions as they witnessed Otto being effortlessly suppressed. Clearly, not everyone held affection for the Amos family's heir.

However, some shook their heads in pity. They felt that Emrys had been reckless in challenging Otto here of all places.

"Y-You... How dare you? Do you even know what you're doing?" Beau growled as a fierce aura erupted from him in a frenzy as he struggled to resist Emrys's overwhelming pressure.

But Beau was merely a Lord. How could he possibly stand against the Emrys's might?

He was like a turtle trapped in its shell with an elephant's foot pressing down on it. No matter how much he struggled, he couldn't break free.

Otto and the guards beside him were frozen in place, their mouths unable to form words. They could only glare at Emrys with venomous eyes, as if wishing to tear him apart.

Emrys's voice was calm and frosty as he spoke, "Oh? Why don't you tell me what exactly am I doing?”

From the murmurs of the crowd, Emrys had already grasped that Otto was no good man.

"You are challenging the Amos family. Our family head won't let you go!" Beau shouted, his eyes bloodshot with rage.

"I see," Emrys replied calmly. "Since those are your final words, you two can be on your way."

With a soft voice and a gentle press of his right hand, Emrys unleashed a terrifying surge of mystic energy from his body. In the blink of an eye, Otto and Beau were crushed into minced flesh, their bodies exploding in a gruesome spray of blood and gore. The air was instantly filled with the heavy stench of blood.

"..."

The crowd was frozen, their minds buzzing with disbelief.

Had this young man really just killed Otto and Beau?

They could not believe that Emrys truly dared to kill Otto and Beau.

"It's over. He is done for. He killed them outright without giving them a chance."

"I heard today is an important day and the Amos family had invited several powerful figures. But now that Otto is killed on this day, I'm afraid Ironfall City is going to plunge into chaos very soon."

The surrounding crowd started discussing animatedly.

Some people looked towards Emrys's location, only to find it empty. There was no one there anymore.

.....

On another street in Ironfall City, Emrys could be seen walking while stroking Luna's fur.

Although it was his first time taking a life, Emrys felt little fear in his heart. Instead, a strange sense of excitement stirred within him.

"So this is what true power feels like." Emrys silently thought in his heart. The ability to end a life so easily was almost intoxicating.

Emrys was well aware of his own strength. This was power that could suppress others with ease. It was real, overwhelming, and absolute, at least for now.

But he knew he couldn't act so recklessly again.

He still needed to develop in the shadows. His strength might be powerful, but it was far from invincible. There were still many forces in the world whose powerhouses far surpassed the War Lord Realm or even the War Overlord Realm.

Emrys didn't regret killing Otto. The knowledge from all those novels he had read back on Earth taught him to finish his enemies before they could get the chance to strike back to create trouble for him.

He did exactly that.

Now that he had already enjoyed his time in Ironfall City, he decided to return to Base 12.

.....

_Ironfall City, Central Area_

It was a huge estate.

The entire estate was decorated with neon lights and streamers everywhere. The atmosphere here was filled with joy.

Right in the middle of this estate, people could be seen coming and going inside a huge mansion.

Those coming and going into the mansion were all prominent figures of Ironfall City and neighboring cities.

Even the guards patrolling around were all uniformly Master and Grandmaster Realm experts.

The surroundings of the Amos family mansion were lively and festive, with joy filling both the inside and outside of the mansion.

"Old Juan, congratulations!"

"I wish your days be filled with boundless joy and longevity, Family Head Juan!"

At the grand banquet, many guests raised their cups and sincerely offered their blessings to the Amos Family Head, Juan Amos.

Juan Amos was the protagonist of today's banquet. After all, he was prepared to advance and become a War Lord in front of all these people. This was also a way to gather reputation and build connections.