Without wasting anymore words, George and Dawson began their battle in a corner.
Dawsons greatsword was at least two ters long, while in comparison, Georges blade was laughably small. Right from the start, this difference in weapon size put him at a severe disadvantage. With their roughly similar strength, Dawson was able to suppress him, while George couldnt do a thing to break through Dawsons barrage of attacks.
With their Fighters Aura enhancing them, their clashes ended with Dawson coming out on top constantly. For every strike, he would rely get pushed back half a step; while George was pushed back over ten steps in total since the start of the fight.
It was in such a disadvantageous situation nearing defeat that George reached for his waist, and with a flick of his wrist, fired off a throwing dagger at the mans head in a flash of silver light.
However, this wasnt the first ti they fought, Dawson knew of his tactics beforehand. He promptly twisted his head evading the dagger calmly; which caused it to miss him by a hairs breath.
Without giving him any ti to counterattack, George rushed in with a swift slash from the side that whipped through the air. Greatswords were not suited for close combat thus Dawson had no choice but to back away from this confrontation. George knew of this fact as well and imdiately closed the gap between two, not letting him gain a single step on him.
The fight seed pretty even up until now, but that rumor still nagged at the back of my head. If Dawson truly was able to defeat a four-star, then it would be impossible for George to win this fight.
However, whether or not Dawson was hiding his might was a matter for the future; as trouble ca knocking on the door right as their fight started. The Second Chief, Dohby, wasnt in the mood to watch so duel between experts; so he turned towards with a bored look in his eyes.
I heard my little brother wanted to take off a ladys mask before dying, I wonder who that lady is? Dohby threw a mirthless smile while staring intently at ; clearly he had already determined that I was the lady in question.
The only masked people here were and Regine, but there was only one person with Shadowfang on his back and a sword by his waist. It was only to be expected that he managed to recognize instantly. However, calling a ladywas sothing I just couldnt accept. Before I could correct him, Dohby did sothing that stunned everyone present. He jumped off his horse and pointed his greatsword at a defenseless old villager.
Turning towards , he said: Take off that mask or Ill kill him.
The old man was at least 60 years old and had an almost emaciated look as he stood there with a bent back. Being rushed here by the bandits had almost cost him his life, yet before he could even catch his breath, he was imdiately taken hostage by Dohby.
Even so, he didnt show any sign of weakness; instead, he stared right back at the man. His gaze plainly said that even if he was old, he still knew how to resist silently. That man must have been a hunter when he was young.
*Slash!*
Before I could even react, Dohby sliced the old man in twain and callously flicked the warm blood off his greatsword and onto the faces of the nearby villagers
The sudden death of that old man instantly stoked the flas of rebellion within the hostages; especially in people like Io and Eddison who imdiately stirred at that cruel display. Unfortunately, they were imdiately suppressed by the surrounding bandits. Without weapons, they werent able to put up a proper fight before they were put in place by a single sentence of Dohby.
Whoever dares to resist, Ill murder their entire family! Io, Eddison, the two of you had better behave yourself or your won will pay the price, right here right now! With that, the smoldering embers were imdiately put out. He threw them a taunting look before turning his attention back onto :
Have you made up your mind? If you choose to be obstinate, Ill continue killing more villagers. Every ten seconds Ill kill one more till you take off that mask or until we run out of hostages.
You actually tried to use so strangers to threaten ? Do you think Ill give in just because of that..
.yes, yes I will
The mont Dohby killed an old woman who scread Old Coot with her dying breath and turned his demonic hands onto a crying boy, I finally relented.
Master!
Ancarin shouted at out of concern the mont she noticed reach for my mask. Taking it off was the last thing she wanted, as my identity was one that must never be revealed.
Regine was a lot more direct in her persuasion as she promptly grabbed my hands and stopped from taking it off.
Thus, the boy died the very next second
Ah wailed an elderly villager. He had originally been set aside by the bandits, but the death of that little boy was simply too much of a shock for him. He desperately tried to save the little boy, but unfortunately for him, this action was seen as resistance by the bandits. With a kick and a punch, a nearby bandit swiftly knocked him down and began to beat him into submission.
With tears of blood in his eyes, the old man miserably crawled towards the severed halves of the little boy and tried to piece them together. Yet just as his wizened hands were about to touch the boy, a boot descended from the heavens and cruelly destroyed his futile efforts. With both of his hands and legs pinned down, all the old man could do was cry in pain.
However, his pitiful cries fell on deaf ears as the bandits continued to beat him while laughing uproariously. These bandits knew no pity, only cruelty.
I didnt know what his relation to that boy was, but one thing I knew for certain was that he wasnt going to take it like that. As he laid sprawled on the floor, he ignored the savage beatings of the bandits and fixed his bloodied eyes towards , hatred clearly reflected within.
Why wont you take off your mask!? All you had to do was take it off and my grandson wouldnt have died! My son and his wife are all dead, all I had left was my grandsonwhy wouldnt you save himyou cold blooded monster, you arent fit to be human!
Cold blooded monsternot fit to be humanhahabut the bandits were the ones who killed themnot why am I the one getting scolded in the end.
Hahahaco to think of it, its precisely because she showed up that you all ended up in this ss. If it wasnt for her, my little brother wouldnt have died and our bandit troupe wouldnt have bothered to be so rough with you guys. So in the end, everything started because of her. He declared with a finger pointed at .
Taking a couple of steps to the side, he walked up to the old man who hated and stomped on the mans back with his left foot. With his greatsword hanging just centiters above his head, he counted: Theres still 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0!
Then another head rolled onto the ground. Even in death, the old man never once looked at the bandit; instead, he stared right at , his eyes full of hatred, hatred of that even blood could not wash away
Exactly what did I do wrong
Four hostages had died as of now. The villagers already frayed nerves threatened to explode at this very instant as so of them began cursing at the bandits cruelty while so of them rely kept silent. There was even a portion of them who began throwing strange looks. Within their eyes was distrust and coldness. To them, the real reason why the hostages died was that I refused to take off the mask, in spite of the fact that real murderer was Dolby.
Without any weapons to speak of, the unard hostages could only swear at ; while the hunters of Plateau Village were a lot more direct in their response, with their bows aid right at .
No! Im sure Lady Mo Ke has her own reasons! At this very mont, the last thing I expected was that Dioh would step out and defend ; yet he did just that. Standing before with outstretched hands, he stared down the pointed tips of his companions arrows and their equally as sharp stares.
Unfazed by that, he yelled: Its not like Lady Mo Ke is the one who killed them. If you all are so great, why dont you go after the real killers instead. What kind of n are you that bullies a girl like that?!
At that, the majority of the hunters ca to their senses and finally lowered their bows; except for three hunters amongst which was a hunter who was roughly the sa age as Dioh. No matter what, the hostages died because she refused to do so. Its just her face, whats so hard about taking off a mask? Dont tell her mask is more important than the lives of the hostages? Rebutted the teen.
That Dioh was left speechless by that rebuttal. To him, the lives of the hostages were obviously more important than my mask. After all, once youre dead, youre dead forever; not like soone could kill you just by looking at your face. Theres no such absurd thod of killing people in this world.
FurthermoreI was rely a stranger who wandered into their village and brought them misfortune. In comparison, those who died might have been their kin. Weighing the two, it was obvious which was more important.
If it was possible, I bet they would have preferred that I was the one who died.
As the two argued, another hostage died. It was a fat uncle around 40 years of age. Apparently, he was a bachelor who, because of his laziness and gluttony, led a poor lonely life after his parents died early.
That was the fifth personDohby really ant what he said. His plan was obvious. He wanted to slowly but surely turn the villagers against . To them, this was rely a matter of my appearance and not so matter of life or death. Neither was it sothing that insulted my modesty; so was it truly worth all those deaths?
Yet to , this was in actuality a matter of life or death. In their eyes I might be a cold, heartless monster, but in Regine and Ancarins eyes, I was rely defending myself.
Was it truly alright to sacrifice your life to save a strangers? Back when I ended up getting ran over by a truck while saving that loli and that pretty boy, I wouldve answered yes without a doubt. Because back then, my life basically had no aning.
Rather than continuing to rot like that, it made more sense to save a couple of lives who still had limitless possibilities in their future. At the very least, it showed that I wasnt rotten to the core. With my dying breath, I was able to contribute to society and die as a brave, heroic person. Back then, with no other goal in life, there was basically nothing left for to live for.
As for that fight to the death with the goblins and ultimately saving Yi Yi, that was a worthy death without a doubt. Theres no way I couldve lied to my true feelings and let a loli beco tainted by a bunch of stinking goblins. In order to protect her chastity and to prove that my life wasnt unnecessary, that it wasnt useless, I was more than willing to exchange it for her safety even though I didnt know her then.
Ironically, all this happened because I found out that Nicole loved Sares. Realizing that I had no right to snatch her back, the powerless ran away from ho and ended up dying again to save soone else.
As for now? Should I sacrifice myself again? To save a bunch of strangers? Devils had a notorious reputation in the Western Human Realms, and it was also my presence that caused them to suffer such a tragedy in the first placeif my identity was revealed, how would they treat ? Like a jinx? Thats probably the best scenario.
To take it off or not to take it off? I dont knowwhy must such a decision be forced on ! Why must I endure such pain? I didnt even do anything wrongall I wanted to be was a good person who perford good deedsso why did all the bla get pinned on ! Why why why why why whywhy
All I wanted to beco was a happy person who had the power to protect his own loved ones. Thats all I ever wanted, to be needed, to be treasured and to be recognized. I never wanted to do anything wrong or kill anyone. Everyday, I did my best to contribute to society so that I could make this world a better place.
Thats why I saved those kids who were about to get run over; thats why I saved that loli Yi Yi who would rather kill herself than be tainted by those goblins; thats why I promised the old chief that I would stay behindafter taking care of this grudge I would simply leave without implicating the village any further
Yet ti after ti, good deed after good deed, what did it all get ? Two deaths and a possibly humiliating death?
Haha, this world was sure kind to .
Masterdontmaster
Nono
The two girls tried to stop , but no matter what, I must not remain silent anymore; because in that mont of hesitation, a one year old baby and his mother were just killed before my very eyes.
Oops, I accidentally killed an extra one. After ripping apart her clothes, he gave the breasts on her headless corpse a couple of squeezes before he picked up her dripping head and kissed her still warm lips. Having done that, he casually tossed aside the head before pointing his greatsword at the next target while smiling at : 5, 4, 3, 2
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