Infinite Transmigration Starting from Violet

Chapter 196 Beheading Zank

In the hall, Najeta explained the situation.

Following the death of Ou Jia, the captain of the Imperial Capital Garrison, the level of security in the capital was raised several notches.

Ou Jia's shady dealings were not exposed, probably because someone higher up suppressed the matter.

After all, the situation in the capital is no longer very stable.

If Esdeath hadn't been fighting off enemies all around her, and if General Budo hadn't been guarding the capital, the people probably would have already risen up in rebellion.

However, at this very moment, a new serial killer emerged in the capital, causing unease among the people.

—Zank was beheaded.

"What? It's actually this villain?" Mine was taken aback.

"You know him?" Lu Ye asked.

“I think everyone here knows, except you,” Mine said. “That guy is infamous. To the people of the capital, his notoriety is just as bad as ours.”

"Has he done anything bad?" Violet asked.

“A bad thing? No, that’s downright atrocities,” Mine said. “That guy is called the Decapitation Zank because he has a penchant for killing. He hunts down lone pedestrians in the capital at night and beheads them. He was originally on our kill list and had disappeared, but he’s recently resurfaced.”

After saying that, Leone added, "Zank the Executioner, it is said that he used to be an executioner in the largest prison in the capital, but because of Minister Ernest, the number of people imprisoned increased dramatically, and the number of people he beheaded also increased. Every day he cut off the heads of those who begged for their lives. Over the years, beheading had become a habit."

Lu Ye was somewhat impressed with Leone.

"I didn't expect you to have done such a thorough investigation."

“Of course, after all, I’m in charge of intelligence.” Leone said smugly, hands on her hips.

"That's strange."

Violet frowned slightly.

She still couldn't understand why that guy named Zank had to kill someone.

Habits can be changed.

She firmly believed this.

Because she no longer has the habit of wetting the bed.

Thinking about this, she felt a slight sense of pride.

"That guy named Zank has probably killed too many people and gone insane," Lu Ye said, having roughly understood the situation.

"Can killing too many people lead to mental breakdown?" Violet turned to look at Lu Ye. "Does that mean people become very strange?"

“That’s right,” Brad said seriously. “Little girl, remember this. Murder is something whose meaning cannot be changed no matter what noble reasons are given. No matter what kind of criminals are in prison or what kind of punishment they should receive, murder is murder. Whether you are the one who kills or the one who is killed, it is a heavy thing. If it is a few people, it is fine, but once the number becomes large, that person cannot bear this weight. That’s why Zank went crazy.”

Lu Ye didn't speak.

Brad's words reminded him of the sculptor, Sekiro, from the movie Sekiro.

A man who has been consumed by resentment because of killing too many people will be haunted by that resentment for the rest of his life.

Hopefully, the old man's complaints will subside after the Imperial Army withdraws.

Otherwise, the entire Ashina region would become a hellish place.

“Although our original intention was to assassinate the minister and reshape this country into a place where people can live and work in peace, given our current work, it is quite possible that we could be killed one day.” Akame deeply agreed.

"So, killing is bad?" Violet asked, somewhat puzzled.

Lu Ye had said the same thing before.

Murder is wrong.

If possible, it's best not to kill anyone.

However, things didn't go as planned. Whether in Raiden or in the world of Sekiro, both she and Lu Ye had blood on their hands.

So, does that mean I and Lu Ye were wrong?

Although Violet is very obedient, now that she can distinguish right from wrong, she also wants to figure out if she is right or wrong.

“Well, no matter the reason, murder is murder,” Hill smiled. “But even so, there is still a reason to kill. That’s what keeps us from going astray… a beacon?” As she said this, she seemed to realize that her analogy was not quite right, so she shyly adjusted her glasses.

But Lu Ye felt that what she said made a lot of sense.

To understand why you are killing is the key to avoiding moral decay.

Killing for the sake of killing will only turn you into a demon.

Violet nodded thoughtfully.

“The work inside the prison could no longer satisfy him, so he took the opportunity to steal the warden’s Teigu and began to commit murder at night,” Najenda said. “Although he disappeared immediately after forming the extermination team, we did not expect him to reappear in the capital. This kind of monster who kills indiscriminately is an object that our team must exterminate.”

"That's true, but it seems like that guy only started committing crimes after he got the Warden's Teigu, right?" Lu Ye seized on the blind spot. "Can Teigu be easily transferred to different users?"

“In a sense, yes,” Lubbock explained. “You see, it’s not people who choose the Imperial Arms, but the Imperial Arms that choose people. For example, my Imperial Arm, Thousand Transformations: Cross Tail, if you have a good first impression of it and feel a sense of familiarity with it, it means you are likely qualified to use it. So if I am captured, I can hand it over to you and you can continue to use it.”

I see……

Lu Ye roughly understood.

The user's first impression of the Imperial Arms is very important.

It seems that Seryu had previously mentioned that she liked Hitomi very much at first sight.

Is this the decisive factor?

To be honest, Lu Ye also really wanted an Imperial Arms.

After all, having an extra baby means having an extra life.

"But speaking of which, what is the ability of that guy named Zank's Imperial Arm?" Lu Ye asked.

“Unfortunately, it’s still under investigation,” Najenda said. “After all, many Imperial Arms have been lost and there are no records of them.”

"They're not easy to deal with," Leone sighed.

This world has no magic or other fancy stuff.

Imperial Arms are the most powerful weapons in the world.

Different imperial objects have different functions.

Acting rashly without knowing your opponent's hand could result in significant losses.

“Our Night Raid Squad has an extra mission,” Najenda said, “which is to recover the Imperial Arms. If we can recover the Imperial Arms from Zank and hand it over to the Revolutionary Army, it will surely be of great help to the future uprising.”

"Boss, what's the battle plan?" Akame asked.

After a brief analysis, Najenda said:

"It's not advisable to send the whole team on this mission. The security level in the capital is already very high. Lu Ye, Akame, Lubbock, and Hill, the four of you will be in charge of this operation. We don't know the exact abilities of Zank's Imperial Arm yet, so please be careful and don't risk your lives. Once we figure out Zank's abilities in this battle, it will be much easier to deal with him afterward."

"Yes."

Chapter 197 Puppet

imperial capital.

The main hall of the imperial palace.

On the throne, the young emperor held a scepter, his demeanor solemn.

“Minister of the Interior, Shao Er,” he said in a childish voice, “criticized my decisions, thus delaying policy decisions. Therefore, you are to be punished with the torture of being torn apart by oxen!”

The kneeling officials below the stage were stunned, their eyes filled with despair.

The young emperor did not look at the official in charge of internal affairs, but instead turned his gaze to the tall man beside him.

—Ernest.

"Is that alright with you, Minister?"

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty is truly wise and mighty, practically perfect!"

With a face full of scars and a tall stature, Ernest ate raw meat streaked with blood while responding to the emperor with a grin.

"Is it meat again? You really like eating meat."

"Hehe, we must eat it while it's fresh, Your Majesty must know this."

After saying this, Ernest took a piece of meat from the tray held by a servant and put it in his mouth to chew.

He smacked his lips, and the sound of his teeth tearing at his muscles was clearly audible to everyone present.

The other officials all lowered their heads, not daring to speak.

Who can eat in a place where politics are discussed?

Ernest.

Who would dare to place their hands, stained with foul-smelling blood, on the emperor's throne?

Ernest.

Looking at the Minister of the Interior kneeling on the ground, who had just been sentenced to the punishment of being torn apart like an ox, no one dared to stand up and defend him.

Compared to that little emperor holding a scepter.

They were even more terrified of Ernest.

He is the one who truly controls this country.

The young emperor was nothing more than a sword in his hand, a puppet on strings, and a dog under his command.

Whoever Ernest tells him to bite, he will obediently bite.

The interior officer who was kneeling on the ground was eliminated simply because he was in Ernest's way.

He is a good official who works for the people.

The only mistake was blocking Ernest's way.

But now, all we can do is offer a silent tribute on his behalf.

Suddenly, the interior officer below looked up sharply.