Chapter 157: Death Race

'That's basically a 2000 crown bounty.' Ambrose touched his neck as he felt a phantom feeling like he had a blade against his neck.

This was already a high enough bounty for countless players to come chasing after him.

Luckily, it was nearly impossible for anyone to find him.

He didn't know how long it would take for players to find Warhaven, but even if they did, he was confident enough to deal with most of them.

Ambrose even felt tempted to try to acquire the bounty himself, but he doubted they would allow that.

'This seems like a high bounty already. I wonder what I need to do to increase it even more...'

"You've got to be more careful now on the battlefield." The bartender said while cleaning the glasses. "Your bounty had a over 10,000 silver increase, which means the Inquisitors saw something in you.

"They might target you next time."