This isn’t just a few hundred or thousand taels of silver; it’s tens of thousands, tens of thousands being thrown in.
They had never seen silver used this way before, white silver flowing out like water.
While Oliver Sheng was diligently crafting heavy armor, a group of ten people arrived in River West County. Each wore dark black clothing, with waist badges and war knives, and cloaks on their heads.
“Split up and investigate River West County! Report any suspicious activity immediately,” the leader commanded.
“Yes!”
The nine quickly disappeared into River West County.
Mason Wei looked up at the dim sky. In the northwest, it could snow at any moment in winter.
Snowflakes began to fall from the sky, landing on his hand. Mason Wei murmured to himself, “This time, I won’t let you escape from my grasp.”
…
As night fell, Misty Willow House gradually became lively.
Isla Qin stood by the window, glanced at the sky, and saw the city lights flickering as snow was about to fall.
“Annoying dog, chasing me again. It’s only been quiet for two months.”
She then closed the window, returned to the table, and picked up a cup of green wine.
“The wine is good, but it’s a pity there’s no one to talk to.”
Her tone carried a hint of loneliness.
…
In the County Magistrate’s residence, Magistrate Chen had just returned from inspecting the towns below. He had barely taken a bite of warm food when an uninvited guest interrupted him.
“Magistrate Chen is quite frugal, eating only simple tea and rice.”
The sudden voice startled Magistrate Chen.
“Who?”
Mason Wei stepped out of the shadows and sat opposite Magistrate Chen.
“Who are you? Breaking into my residence at night, you have some nerve,” Magistrate Chen questioned sternly.
Mason Wei placed his waist badge on the table, looking at Magistrate Chen indifferently.
Magistrate Chen’s face changed instantly when he saw the golden waist badge on the table, with three ancient characters inscribed on it.
Demon Slayer Division!
And it was a golden badge Demon Slayer.
The appearance of someone from the Demon Slayer Division in River West County—what did it mean?
There were no demons in River West County.
“Forgive me for not recognizing you, sir,” Magistrate Chen said, cupping his hands.
“Ignorance is no excuse!”
“Let me ask you, in the past few months, has anything strange happened in River West County?” Mason Wei inquired.
Magistrate Chen thought carefully, then shook his head.
“Sir, aside from the Barbarian army invasion two months ago, nothing strange has happened.”
“Are you sure?” Mason Wei stared intently at Magistrate Chen.
“I am certain,” Magistrate Chen replied.
Mason Wei frowned. From Magistrate Chen’s words, there was no sign of deceit.
“If you find anything unusual, report it to me immediately,” Mason Wei said, staring at Magistrate Chen.
“Yes, if I find anything unusual, I will report it to you immediately.”
Mason Wei retreated into the darkness, disappearing as if he had never been there.
After Mason Wei left, Magistrate Chen frowned deeply, worried.
“Let’s hope no great demon appears.”
River West County had finally enjoyed a period of peace and couldn’t withstand much turmoil.
The appearance of the Demon Slayer Division could only mean they had detected traces of a demon and were pursuing it.
This was the last thing Magistrate Chen wanted to see.
Once demons appeared, it would be a bloodbath, with countless deaths.
In the vast land of Great Wei, in the deep mountains rarely visited by humans, powerful demons would be born. Once these demons set foot in human territory, they would start slaughtering, treating humans as blood food.
To exterminate these demons, the Demon Slayer Division was born!
The Demon Slayer Division did not participate in politics, did not handle administrative matters, and was not controlled by local officials. Its sole purpose was to monitor and eliminate demons.
…
In the craftsmen’s workshop beside the military camp, even at night, it was brightly lit.
The craftsmen were working overtime to produce heavy armor.
“Oh!!!”
Cheers erupted in the workshop.
Today, they finally completed five sets of heavy armor. With Oliver Sheng’s lavish spending, production speed had increased from one set a day to five sets a day.
“Not bad, everyone has worked hard. Each of you will be rewarded with a bowl of Western Wind Blaze,” Oliver Sheng said happily.
“Western Wind Blaze, thank you, General.”
“General, really? A bowl of Western Wind Blaze for each of us.”
The craftsmen looked at Oliver Sheng excitedly. Western Wind Blaze, a legendary fine wine, was unforgettable once tasted.
Now, Oliver Sheng was rewarding each of them with a bowl of Western Wind Blaze, making them feel all their fatigue disappear.
“What, you don’t want to drink? Then forget it,” Oliver Sheng said with a smile.
“Drink, of course, we’ll drink. Anyone who doesn’t drink, I’ll drink for them,” a muscular blacksmith shouted.
“You wish!”
“As long as everyone works hard to produce heavy armor and increase the output, you can drink Western Wind Blaze every day,” Oliver Sheng said, seizing the opportunity.
Appropriate rewards gave these craftsmen strong motivation to work.
“Rest assured, General, we will work hard to increase the output,” a craftsman said.
“Good, let’s aim to increase the output to ten sets of heavy armor a day,” Oliver Sheng said loudly.
Late at night, Oliver Sheng returned to the military camp from the workshop.
As soon as he returned, Zane Wang came to report.
“General, today ten mysterious people entered the city. We don’t know their identities. Should we monitor them closely?”
“What have they been doing since they arrived?” Oliver Sheng asked.
Zane Wang, besides being the scout leader, also took on the task of monitoring and investigating spies to prevent Barbarian and Hun spies from infiltrating the city to gather intelligence.
“They seem to be looking for something in the city,” Zane Wang replied.
“Any intention of approaching our camp?”
“Not for now.”
“Then just keep monitoring them.”
“Yes!”
As long as they weren’t Barbarian or Hun spies and didn’t cause trouble or disrupt public order, he wouldn’t interfere.
Right now, Oliver Sheng’s only focus was to quickly produce the heavy cavalry armor and start training.
…
Two days later, Mason Wei looked at his nine silver medal Demon Slayers.
“Not a single trace?” Mason Wei asked.
“Sir, not a single anomaly.”
“Not a hint of demonic qi.”
Faced with his subordinates’ responses, Mason Wei frowned. How could there be no clues at all?
“Could the intelligence be wrong? Maybe the great demon didn’t come to River West County,” one silver medal suggested.
“Impossible. We’ve been tracking it for so long, and all clues point to River West County,” Mason Wei shook his head.
“No anomaly is the biggest anomaly.”
“Is there any place in River West County you haven’t searched?”
“The military camp is heavily guarded; we didn’t dare go there.”
“The military camp,” Mason Wei’s eyes gleamed.
In the military camp, there was a gathering of blood fiend energy; demons wouldn’t dare hide there.
“That’s unlikely. There’s an Innate expert in the camp. A great demon wouldn’t dare go there.”
“What about Misty Willow House?” Mason Wei asked again.
“We went there too, found nothing unusual, and detected no demonic qi.”
Mason Wei scanned the county, trying to find a trace of demonic qi.
However, the entire county was peaceful, with no hint of demonic qi. All their Demon Slayer Division’s magic tools seemed to have failed in River West County.
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