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Chapter 1262 - The Truth About The Theives


Chapter 1262 – The Truth About The Theives

Like so, several groups of men hastily took on various rules, doing the best they could to sustain the situation.

And eventually, all prisoners were successfully captured.

Scarface’s body trembled in disbelief and rage as he got supported onto one of the Hot air balloons.

F***! 

Both of his calves were shot, making it near impossible for him to walk at this moment. 

So after they searched and took away any hidden weapons on him, they then placed him on a stretcher and lifted him towards the hot air balloon.

Heh. One might think that it was better to place their arms under his shoulders and support him.

But that would’ve been a fatal mistake.

So, from his frustration, pain, anger and everything else, if they got too close to him, Scarface might actually bite their ears off or even their necks.

That is, looking at his fierce eyes, the man seemed determined that he didn’t want to go down without a fight.

At the moment, Scarface had heavy handcuffs around his hands.

But even at that, they dared not allow him to get too close to their shoulders, neck, ears or even face.

And as for the handcuffs in his hands, they were thick and heavy as well!

One has to know that in Baymard, there were a variety of handcuff sizes and thicknesses, depending on what sort of prisoner they were getting.

Those other tiny handcuffs, these men could probably break and snap the chains connecting both handcuffs apart.

And even the handcuff sizes around their wrist would only feel as light as a wrist-chain to these men.

So they placed the big guys on them.

Of course, now, with these thick handcuffs on them, those transporting that indeed calculated and made preparation for just how much weight the several seater hot air balloons could carry.

And that’s why some hot air balloons left with fewer people aboard than required.

Anyway, they dared not get too close to their prisoners now. Thus, they carried them using the stretchers as though they were patients.

Of course, some were indeed injured among the pack.

So it was only right to do so.

.

Dammit!

Scarface felt unwilling at how things turned out in the end.

Why? Why did it go this way?

No! Baymard was just the decoy.

So it can be seen that the other empires were this scheming.

And what exactly injured his calves from earlier on?

Even though he saw their weapons on their sides, he ȧssumed that this weapon was the one that made people feel as though they had been struck by lightning (taser). 

Hmhm.

Down at the ports, the guards all had these things on their belts.

And from the gist and stories he pulled out, it seemed as though it was common knowledge for everyone to know what these things were.

Again, he learnt that those weapons couldn’t actually kill one but just make them immobile for a bit.

So looking at the weapon, he didn’t think it was the thing that injured him.

(?^?)

Scarface coughed out his intestines, as the internal injuries from Jonah’s hits had caused blood to force its way through his throat without warning.

~Pfff!

His throat itched with displeasure.

And soon enough, he kept glaring at Jonah, who was walking beside the people carrying him on the stretcher.

“You lowly thief! I at least deserve to know the truth! Tell me, all these things in Baymard came from a carried prisoner in Baymard, right?”

“_”

Everyone briefly stared at him in a daze, which made Scarface think that they were guilty instead.

Yes! It was pure guilt. And the more he spoke, the more confident he was about the situation here.

“You all are thieves! Nothing but pretentious thieves. Yes! All your current glory is a result of your empire’s constant stealing of information and resources. No! Not only your empire but the entire Pyno too. How dare you steal from the greatest power of all? How dare you all capture and extract classified information from the true, naturally born leaders of this world? That’s right? How can your lowly Pyno continent produce all these? You are too stupid, ignorant and not smart enough to know all this. So fess up! You all are just bloody thieves, right?”

“_”

….

Everyone listened to him speak and only felt it ridiculous.

Please!

Right from the start when Baymard was barren, where did they even have the opportunity or strength to steal such information?

No way!

If it was true, then information like this should’ve been guarded within the powerful continents in just about the same way they were guarding theirs.

Additionally, when thinking of how weak and small in numbers they were at the start, how could it have been possible for them to March and head towards another mighty continent to steal information?

As a matter of fact, during their first year of growth, they had stayed in Baymard as though they were hiding.

And occasionally, some of them would head towards Riverdale city under the orders of his majesty.

But even at that, they would dress so poorly, as though they were beggars in the streets. At times, they only went there to buy common tools since they hadn’t begun making some of the tools yet.

So ȧssuming that all these years, they had been extracting information would be ridiculous!

Moreover, some of the things in Baymard were invented by the Baymardians themselves during Research Mania.

Even those within the armed forces were always asked to submit any thoughts on the weapons they had.

And wouldn’t you know it, some military weapons had indeed been improved due to their suggestions.

After all, they were the ones using them.

So they knew what attributes about the weapons plagued them the most.

So it was a joint effort. And to say that they were too stupid to create these things was even more ridiculous.

Well, no matter what Scarface thought, they didn’t even bother defending themselves.

That is, why should they bother talking to an idiot?

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