Flavot City, which had the population of more than two million people was slumbering under the delicate and soothing moonlight. The serenity of this night even put the most beautiful sunrise to shame. 

But under this eloquent scenery, the eastern end of the city suddenly shone bright red, clouds of smoke suddenly filled the ancestral buildings of the Sigurd clan and this sudden heat and brightness awoke many nearby houses that were just a few kilometers away. Small embers of burnt wood reached near these settlings. 

Currently, dozens of houses inside the clan premises were lit on fire and among them; the main house of the clan leader burned most brightly.

Kahn hadn’t bothered creating new subordinates here or even use Stragabor’s body to mix with another subordinate for an Evolution. That would’ve taken too long and he was certainly short on time.

He and Ceril threw dozens of fire spells at the main house and nearby buildings after Kahn had cleared out the treasury. They put up a grand display that would be known to the entire city by tomorrow morning.

As for why he did it? He had 2 main reasons for doing so. One being using this incident to smother the talk of him beating the noble clan heirs. Because if the news spread too much, many nobles would target him & try to make his life difficult.

It’s not like he was afraid of any of them. Just that he didn’t want to waste his time on pesky feuds with these people and play the game of the Oppressor & the Oppressed. This wasn’t some story about a normal guy getting bullied and harassed by some nobles and aristocrats and how he gains strength and fights off against those who wronged him.

Kahn wasn’t some protagonist of those cliche stories made for teenagers who just entered the world of Novels & Mangas. He had many things to do and already a clear goal to accomplish.

The second reason being that he wanted the annihilation of the important members of the Sigurd clan to cause mayhem in the ruling & the most influential powers. Because no way anyone would suspect only one man causing such a massacre and even kill a grandmaster rank fighter.

This would be considered as a work of another noble clan or any of the enemies this clan already had. And that would be more than enough to make these powerful authorities and clans point fingers at each other. And the main culprit would be away from the public eye.

That’s exactly why he left Stragabor’s body on the ground rather than taking it with him. 

Since Kahn didn’t leave anything written in blood, no one would link it to Azrael either and his own reputation as a peak master rank swordsman won’t come under any suspicion either. Because someone who had just returned from the Magistrate’s party won’t have time to organize and kill so many people by himself. Just him being weaker than Stragabor as per public knowledge would be enough to back up his story if there ever was such an investigation.

Besides, most of them would be busy fighting over the businesses and properties that were under this clan’s name. The wealth alone was enough for them to wage a war against each other.

So this fire was more than enough to send a message. As for whatever happens from here wasn’t his concern. He would let the vultures tear down each other while they fight over the meat.

Kahn used Shadow Walk and escaped the site before any help came to extinguish the fire.

He stood on top of a tall tower while covering himself under the black cloak again.. Just as he expected, a troop of mages flew from the south of the city and soldiers marched on the city streets.

What Kahn saw was a coordinated effort in putting out the fires. Many of the mages used water and ice spells to put down the burning houses and buildings to avoid the spread of fire that could affect the nearby buildings in the city.

Rather than watching the whole show, Kahn quickly went back to his bungalow using shadow walk and finally had a nice and warm bath.

The past 8 hours drained him out, whether it was the banquet or the massacre.. Kahn had too much for one day. He finally embraced the goodnight’s sleep while thousands of people were awake because of the ‘fireworks’ he put on.

The next morning when he woke up, he was presented with a hearty and delicious breakfast by the chef who for some reason came very early in the morning.

Even Jerome, the housekeeper seemed very cheerful and obedient for no reason.

“You seem pretty happy for some reason, Jerome. Something good happened to you?” asked Kahn.

“Well, the news is indeed a good one. Because last night, the Sigurd clan was massacred!” replied Jerome happily.

“What? How did that happen?” asked Kahn, acting surprised and oblivious to the news.

“Some say it was some other noble clan who did it. Some say it was the military, while others claim it was Azrael.. Well whoever or whatever it was; those bastards had it coming!” said Jerome as a joyful expression appeared on his face.

“Oh by the way.. You’ve also earned quite the reputation in the city now, sir.” Jerome said with a pleasant smile on his face.

“And what did I do?” asked Kahn as he wasn’t sure about the exact reason.

“You sure like acting coy, sir. Your act of beating those nobles has spread among the masses already. To many of us, you’re no different than our hero.” replied Jerome with a prideful sense as if he now worshipped Kahn for some reason.

“Eh.. They picked a fight with me, so I had to teach them some manners. Nothing more than that.” said Kahn as he kept enjoying the exquisite meal in front of him. Today, it seemed even more delicious compared to the rest of the days.

Kahn decided to skip on his training and Dungeon visit. Because he was probably going to spend all of his time doing a very important thing today.

Counting all of his money.