Chapter 102: 101 “No ti to explain, hurry…
The night deepened gradually.
In the period when everyone planned to take turns keeping watch and taking turns to sleep, a shadow flitted out of a tent at the heart of the encampnt like a bat in the night, silent and unseen. It landed on a small path so distance away, revealing itself under the night glow.
This person was naturally Shane.
“So stubborn,” Shane muttered as he wiped his sweat, seemingly quite exhausted.
Yet, Shane’s face was clear and refreshed, giving a pleasant and exhilarating impression.
“To think you endured for a full three hours, worthy of a Level 77 Demon Clan expert.”
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But with this, Shane had finally managed to suppress his opponent thoroughly.
“Maybe I unexpectedly enjoy this kind of secret operation.”
No, it seed it wasn’t unexpected at all.
Because Shane was never the type to seek the spotlight. He preferred to live an unnoticed, ordinary life. Even when there were things that must be done, he wanted to complete them without anyone else becoming aware, keeping his talents and reputation hidden. Thus, compared to overt and high-profile actions, Shane favored these secret maneuvers, which made him feel exuberant and alive.
“If it were ancient tis, with my personality, I would probably have beco an assassin, or a secret mber of an underground organization, right?”
That soone like Shane had beco a hero in the Otherworld was almost laughable.
“Let’s see how things unfold from here.”
Shane stretched, murmuring to himself.
“Anyway, what needed to be done is done, just waiting for the final harvest.”
Leaving those words behind, Shane turned around and headed towards the location of his own tent.
However, halfway there, the sound of hurried breathing and disordered footsteps reached him.
“Hm?”
Shane felt a familiar Magic Power approaching, causing him to pause and look up towards the path ahead.
The next mont, a figure ca into view on the path leading to the encampnt.
“rica?”
Shane was sowhat taken aback.
The person appearing before him was rica.
And yet, for so reason, rica was running towards him as if fleeing, looking dreadfully eager to avoid sothing, her beautiful face filled with urgency.
“What’s going on here?”
Shane couldn’t help but wonder.
But imdiately afterward, Shane sensed another wave of Magic Power, prompting a raise of his eyebrows.
“I see, so that’s what’s happening.”
He quickly grasped the situation.
anwhile, rica up ahead also noticed Shane.
“Shane… Mr. Shane?”
rica imdiately stopped in her tracks, her urgent expression turning to astonishnt.
She looked as if she had just escaped the tiger’s mouth only to encounter a pack of wolves, full of helplessness and pathos.
Shane really wanted to ask what exactly was going on to make her wear such an expression.
What on earth did rica think he was?
Shane couldn’t help but roll his eyes.
However, he didn’t slow his actions.
“Co here.”
Shane quickly grabbed her hand while rica was still not reacting.
“Eh? Eh?” rica said, sounding scared, “Mr. Shane, what are you doing?”
It seed rica had misunderstood sothing.
Shane had no desire to explain.
“No ti to explain, get in the car… no, I an, hide quickly!”
With those words, Shane didn’t give rica a chance to resist and directly stuffed the delicate Elf girl into a nearby bush, ensuring the young woman was well hidden.
While hiding, Shane still let his imagination run wild.
“If this were so scene in an ani, it would definitely end with a boy and girl hiding together, intimately holding each other in a cramped corner, surrounded by a rosy atmosphere full of ambiguity, right?”
However, such plots are always a bit brainless, and the result is utterly unnecessary.
Like now, there was no reason for Shane to hide at all; he just needed to make sure rica was well concealed.
Soon, another figure appeared on the path ahead, running toward him.
“Uh? Why is it you?”
A mix of surprise and disappointnt echoed from the mouth of the rich young master.
Who else could it be but Magre?
“Yo, young master, the night is pretty good tonight.” Shane greeted the other warmly as if nothing had happened, “Are you out for a stroll too?”
“I’m not that bored.” Magre replied with disdain, “Such things are irrelevant. I’m asking you, have you seen rica?”
The tone was not so much asking as it was commanding.
Shane squinted his eyes in response.
“rica? I haven’t seen her,” Shane said aningfully, “Why? Are you looking for rica, young master?”
“Who else would I be looking for, you?” Magre responded irritably, “I’m here to practice chanting the spell for ‘Magic Tools’ with rica. As long as she hears my proper and sonorous chanting, rica, being a Mage, will have to look at with new respect.”
Look at you with new respect?
If rica knew the true aning behind that so-called spell, and heard your proper and sonorous chanting, she might just die laughing, becoming the first Elf in history to die from laughter.
Of course, this was a secret, one that shouldn’t be carelessly revealed.
But…
“I don’t know if rica will look at you with new respect, but I certainly do,” Shane said with a smirk, “Despite being taught a lesson once, you still dare to bother rica. I must say, young master, you’ve got so nerve.”
“Wu…” Magre suddenly wavered but still retorted, “I… I just ca to invite rica, I wouldn’t do anything to her, even Tielle can’t just punish without reason, right?”
“Is that so?” Shane said casually, pointing, “Then why did it look like the young master was chasing after sothing just now?”
“That… that’s because rica ran away without saying a word as soon as she saw ! Of course, I had to chase after her!” Magre exclaid angrily, “With Tielle gone on patrol, Captain Vivian busy discussing sothing with Alis, and Lu Muya asleep, only rica was left outside the tent on watch. How could I miss such an opportunity?”
Hey, young master, those words of yours sound like a Rapist with dishonorable intentions, don’t they?
Shane began to consider whether to bury this guy right here and now.
However, Shane also knew that in this camp, Magre wouldn’t dare lay a hand on rica; he would certainly et an ugly end if he did.
But that appearance of a wastrel intending to pester an innocent girl truly made it hard for soone to let him go.
Should he follow the novel’s routine and give him a good slap in the face right here?
But that seed a bit too cliché.
In that case…
“Ah, there’s rica.”
Shane suddenly pointed ahead, exclaiming in surprise.
“rica? Where, where?!”
Magre’s eyes lit up as he quickly turned his head in the direction Shane was pointing.
It was in this instant that Shane made his move.
“Bang!”
With a muffled hit, Shane’s hand chopped down hard on the back of Magre’s neck.
“Gah!”
Magre let out an odd cry and then fell to the ground, twitching his legs a few tis before going still.
Shane, maintaining the pose of his hand chop, looked down at Magre and suddenly realized.
“This is a pretty common trope too, isn’t it?”
Well, as long as it gets the job done.
“Anyway, let’s get to burying him.”
Shane grabbed Magre by the feet and dragged him toward the nearby forest.
“Wait… hold on! Don’t be rash!”
Having witnessed the whole scene, rica could no longer stay hidden and rushed out.
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