Kenny greatly enjoyed using the revolvers that Gale himself had designed for him. These weapons were thousands of times more precise, and only a single shot was needed to kill someone.
The men who were killed only felt a sharp pain before everything went dark.
Some less experienced shooters were not as lethal as Kenny, and because of that, among the gang members, pain spread.
"AAAAAHHHHH!" The noble screamed as his leg was torn open and pierced by a bullet.
Blood burst out like a fountain, soaking the stone floor. He collapsed, writhing in agony, his screams echoing through the corridor.
The other two guards panicked and drew their swords.
But before they could counterattack, two shadows rose behind them like specters.
And in an instant, both men were split in half. Their bodies crumpled—torn and broken—the light of their power extinguished.
"Levi, that's a bit too brutal. Look at what you did to them," Kenny complained when he saw that Levi had killed them all.
"There are still more. Don't leave even those who imprison slaves," Levi said, immediately using his vertical maneuvering equipment to leave the place.
Kenny smiled and said with little interest, "Alright, nephew, let's do whatever you want tonight."
The sudden proposal to hunt down and execute all the nobles had taken Kenny by surprise. That feeling—of now being the hunter of those who had hunted his family, all those bearing the Ackerman surname—was indescribable.
The Ackermans, according to Gale, would be the only nobles with real power besides the Reiss family and their bloodline. That now proved they no longer had to hide.
…
July 30th, Wall Rose, Karanes District, outer gate.
This was the territory of Wall Maria, where the legions had established new military bases based on old, abandoned towns and villages.
Gale was taking inventory of the supplies. He lifted the thick burlap covering the wagon, revealing a series of neatly arranged wooden crates.
Each crate was numbered and sealed with a detailed stamp that included: production time down to the minute, producer, packer, production region, batch number, transport team number, and transport manager…
Gale held the same documents, and under his command, the soldiers strictly followed delivery procedures, unloading the wooden crates one by one, verifying the data, and signing the documents.
These were medicines made to turn people into Titans. This strict supervision over manufacturing and transportation ensured that no issues would arise at any stage of the process.
After all, these potions were extremely dangerous. In Gale's previous world, each box would have carried a red skull warning label.
Pure Titans that had not been trained with the "Power of the Founding Titan" represented an absolute destabilizing factor. Even if a single dose of the drug were lost, if someone used it with malicious intent, it would cause a major public outcry and generate fear and unrest among those who were gradually accepting the use of Titans.
Therefore, all matters related to Titans were subject to excessively strict supervision and control.
"The thirty vials of the medicine have been counted." Hannes handed over the transfer form, which Gale briefly reviewed and nodded at.
These medicines were then transported to the base.
Afterward, one by one, prisoners sentenced to death were brought out of the prison.
The quantity of each batch of medicine was predetermined, and the information on the seal was precise to the recipient. Only after confirming the list of death row inmates would an order be placed with Hange's cerebrospinal fluid drug factory.
At present, the supply of medicine was still insufficient to meet demand, and there was a considerable number of prisoners sentenced to death within the prisons.
The aristocratic system is, by nature, a system that is difficult to control effectively.
The security situation varied from one territory to another. In the safer areas, only a few cases of human trafficking, disputes, and fights were recorded each year.
In areas with poor security, there were even bandits and mounted raiders. Last year, a large number of refugees entered Wall Rose, and amid the chaos caused by the loss of the Founding Power, numerous violent incidents broke out.
During his previous cleansing operation, Gale dismantled a bandit camp in a remote area where three naked women were chained. Two of them committed suicide after being rescued, while one developed aphasia and, with the government's help, managed to find work again in a textile factory.
This represented only a small portion of the atrocities committed by these death row inmates. It was difficult for the current society to imagine what these uneducated and morally corrupt individuals were capable of.