Shock! The Spell Is In English!

Chapter 13: Sad Celt

Translator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

Celt shook his head, bent down, and continued to pick out presents.

As he was picking out presents, a palm made of rock and soil slowly extended out from the ground behind him.

“Hmm?”

Celt suddenly saw a black shadow on the ground and turned his head vigilantly.

The huge palm made of rock and soil had already grabbed something, and just as Celt was about to open his mouth and shout, a huge hand appeared.

An iron plate on the table flew rapidly towards Celt, and as if it had melted, it covered Celt’s face. Celt struggled desperately trying to pull the iron plate off his face. But it was useless. The huge palm grabbed at Celt, and after a series of crackling sounds, all the bones in Celt’s body were crushed.

After a few weak struggles, he had completely lost his vitality.

Then, the soil wrapped Celt in a thick layer.

In the house, Lugh slowly revealed himself, removing his invisibility.

“Phew.”

Lugh heaved a sigh of relief. This was the first time he had killed someone.

He could have used a faster method to understand Celt’s life force, such as controlling the metal to directly pierce through Celt’s body, but he did not want to make it bloody, as that would cause too much commotion. Moreover, the smell of blood would easily let others know that something was wrong.

Therefore, he only controlled the earth and stone hand to crush Celt to death. This method of death could also make Celt suffer pain before he died.

“Retrieve Celt’s memory information.”

Lugh used the system to obtain Celt’s memory information. This guy was a butcher. The blood of thousands of civilians was on his hands, and he had done all kinds of bad things.

He had even slept with his father’s concubines. He was simply an animal.

Celt had a vault filled with gold coins and precious things that he had exploited over the years. Lugh gave an evil smile. He collected these things.

After putting all the treasures in the room into his dimensional pocket, Lugh used illusion runes to transform himself into Celt and go to his vault.

Along the way, he bumped into a few maids, but they did not notice anything unusual. Lugh bowed respectfully and left in a hurry.

In the vault, the gold coins that Celt had plundered over the years had filled several big boxes, more than Charles, the Prince in exile. There were hundreds of thousands of gold coins.

In addition to gold coins, there were also gold notes. Gold notes were the universal vouchers that could be exchanged for gold coins from the nine great empires.

There was a thick stack of gold notes.

As for the other miscellaneous items, they were probably worth a lot of money. Lugh collected all of them and put them in his dimensional pocket.

Poor Celt. He had spent a lot of effort to exploit and plunder the wealth for so many years. Now, all of it belonged to Lugh. He could not close his mouth from smiling. This way of earning money was too fast, and it made Lugh somewhat addicted.

At the same time, he sighed. If Celt already had so much wealth, then how rich was the Prince, Berg?

Lugh’s heart was filled with anticipation. After killing Berg the next day, he would clean out Berg’s treasury. He estimated that he would become the richest person in the runic world, apart from the royal family.

Returning to Celt’s room, Lugh noticed that there were two invitations on the table.

He picked them up and saw that one of them was for him. He then remembered that Celt had invited him to Prince Berg’s wedding the next day.

Berg actually invited me to the wedding?

Lugh could not help but laugh. It seemed like he had to put on a show tomorrow and go to Dawn Inn to look for him.

Then, Lugh slept in Celt’s room. The next day, he put on Celt’s clothes and rode a horse to Dawn Inn.

“Is the fifteenth young master here? This is his invitation. Prince Berg has invited him to attend the wedding.”

Lugh pretended to be Celt and knocked on the front desk arrogantly.

“The fifteenth young master is cultivating in the quiet room. He won’t see anyone.”

The young lady at the front desk revealed a disgusted expression when she saw Celt.

Celt’s notoriety had long spread throughout the entire Imperial City.

Lugh was secretly delighted. This was exactly what he wanted. At the same time, he put on a gloomy expression. “This is Prince Berg’s personal invitation. Doesn’t the fifteenth young master even want to show his face?”

“So what if he doesn’t? The fifteenth young master is an important guest of Dawn Inn. We will naturally do as he says.”

The young lady’s expression froze. “Celt, this is Dawn Inn. You should understand the rules here. Even if Prince Berg comes here today, he will still have to abide by the rules, let alone you.

“I hope you can think clearly about the consequences of violating Dawn Inn. The Dawn family will never let go of anyone who goes against their rules.”

“Hmph!”

Lugh’s face flushed red. He snorted coldly and left without looking back.

After walking out of the door, Lugh finally could not help but laugh. He was very satisfied with the young lady’s performance.

But then again, what was the Dawn family that she was talking about?

Dawn Inn should be the property of the Dawn family. It was so powerful that even the royal family of the Simon Empire would not dare to offend it.

He still did not know much about this world.

Just as Lugh had taken a few steps, a young man dressed in fine clothes rode towards him. “Celt, I’ve been looking for you for a long time. Why are you here? Quickly get on your horse. We’re going to accompany Prince Berg to the Wilson Mansion to welcome the bride.”

This young man was Celt’s good friend and also Prince Berg’s lackey.

Lugh got on his horse. “Prince Berg asked me to send an invitation to the fifteenth young master. It’s a pity that he’s cultivating in seclusion in the quiet room and is unable to attend the wedding.”

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