“Huh?”
Mu’en Campbell was stunned, as if struck by lightning:
“Boss, what did you say?”
“I said, I’m here to rob—your beauty!”
As if worried Mu’en might not hear, the scar-faced man raised his voice, causing the surrounding leaves to rustle and fall.
I know you said you’re here for beauty, but the problem is…
“I’m a man!”
Mu’en patted his chest muscles, anxiously saying:
“Boss, look clearly, don’t be fooled by my outstanding beauty, I’m a man!”
“Hmm, I see that.”
The scar-faced man glanced down at Mu’en’s crotch and then gave a wicked smile:
“That’s exactly why I’m here for your beauty. Why don’t you ask the little girl behind you if I had any thoughts about her body just now?”
“…”
Mu’en’s neck stiffened as he turned his head.
The fierce-looking young girl from before didn’t know what expression to make, hesitating for a long time before looking away, unable to meet Mu’en’s hopeful gaze.
Then, she silently nodded.
It seemed these bandits had never looked at her with lustful eyes.
“…”
Mu’en felt something inside him crack.
Help! There’s a gay guy here!
“Sigh, this must be fate.”
The scar-faced man’s rugged face blushed slightly, his expression melancholic as he fell into deep reminiscence.
“Ever since I became a bandit, I’ve dreamed of one day encountering a beautiful young man who dares to release his true nature and express himself in the wilderness.
Preferably, he’d also be a true pervert.
Sadly, in this world, real men who shed all pretense and embrace their true selves are too few.
I had already given up.
But I didn’t expect to meet you!”
The scar-faced man’s eyes welled up with tears as he spoke with deep emotion:
“You boldly face strangers and unflinchingly reveal yourself. You truly are a pervert!
Thus, I’m certain, you are the one I’ve been waiting for!”
The scar-faced man extended his hand, resolutely saying:
“So, come with me! I’ll ride a colorful cloud to marry you and make you my bandit queen!”
Mu’en: “…”
Young Girl: “…”
Bandit A: “Wah, toiling so hard to rob and provide for the family, yet never forgetting to chase dreams. Truly, our boss. I’m moved, wah wah wah…”
“Heh, seems like you’re shy now.”
Observing the petrified Mu’en, the scar-faced man wiped his nose with his finger, proudly saying:
“My charm hasn’t waned a bit, it seems.”
“I’ll wane your mother—”
After a brief silence, Mu’en suddenly snarled and lunged.
“Shadow Step!”
“Die, you damn gay!”
His body instantly closed the distance, and Mu’en delivered a perfect uppercut to the scar-faced man’s jaw.
After reaching the second stage and possessing Battle Aura, Mu’en’s physical prowess was far from what it once was.
Under this punch, the scar-faced man, who was several times larger than Mu’en, was sent flying over ten meters, even breaking several trees the size of bowls along the way before finally stopping.
“Huh? That powerful?”
Mu’en was also startled by his sudden surge in strength, but immediately became arrogant, planting his hands on his hips and saying:
“Know my power now, you damn gay! How dare you call me a pervert! You’re the pervert, your whole family’s perverts!”
“Boss!”
Seeing the scar-faced man knocked away, several bandit underlings rushed over in panic.
“Cough cough, I’m fine.”
The scar-faced man pushed away the hands trying to help him stand, spat out a bloody tooth, and laughed carelessly:
“Truly worthy of my future bandit queen, such ferocity. The wilder the better, it excites me more, hahaha…”
“Dammit…”
Mu’en shuddered.
Why do I keep encountering lunatics of this caliber? What immense malice does the heavens hold against me?
Can’t a gentle and lovely girl just fall from the sky one day?
“Since my queen wants to play, I’ll play with you.”
The scar-faced man laughed heartily as he raised his greatsword.
Then… he swung it down hard.
This far?
Mu’en’s pupils narrowed.
At the same time, alarms blared in his mind.
Without any hesitation, he twisted his body and dodged sideways.
A slash several meters long and as wide as an arm appeared where Mu’en had just stood.
Seeing this, Mu’en’s hair stood on end.
This is… sword aura?
No, this is Battle Aura externalization.
The opponent is also a second-stage warrior, and at least mid to late second-stage!
Damn, if you’re this fierce, why be a bandit?
Isn’t anything better than being a bandit?
“Haha, I told you, I became a bandit to wait for my dream lover!”
The scar-faced man roared with laughter, leaping like a giant bear and crashing down toward Mu’en.
“You see, I’ve found him, haven’t I?”
“Stay away from me, you damn gay! I only like cute ladies!”
“Shadow Step!”
Mu’en dodged the scar-faced man’s attack again.
But he knew this couldn’t go on.
Even though the side effects of Shadow Step had lessened after reaching the second stage, it couldn’t be used indefinitely.
And in terms of stamina, he likely couldn’t outlast this bear-like bandit leader.
Once his stamina ran out, he’d be at the man’s mercy.
And then…
“My queen… just give in…”
“Hehe, you have nowhere to run now.”
“Go on, scream. It’s no use, even if you scream your throat sore.”
“Would you wear this black lace lingerie or this bunny girl outfit? I’m fine with either.”
Arghh!
Why am I imagining this?
Isn’t this a complete hellscape?!
No no no, get out of my head!
“No.”
Mu’en’s eyes were firm:
“I’d rather die than lose!”
Early second-stage versus late second-stage.
Bare hands versus a greatsword.
The advantage isn’t mine!
“Give it here!”
But Mu’en knew brute force wouldn’t work.
So, using Shadow Step, he appeared before a watching bandit, punched him down, and snatched his greatsword.
Having a weapon calmed his heart… not really.
I’ve never used a greatsword before! How do I wield it? Someone teach me!
Coach, I want to learn to wield the greatsword!
The scar-faced man, naturally, wouldn’t give Mu’en time to get used to the weapon. In the instant Mu’en internally cried out, he closed the distance and—slashed.
But this time, a terrifying suction force emanated from the scar-faced man’s greatsword. Mu’en, as if drawn in, couldn’t activate Shadow Step in time.
Damn.
This is… a Martial Technique!
Mu’en’s eyes widened in realization, a pang of regret in his heart.
After reaching the second stage and being able to use Shadow Step almost without cooldown, he’d become somewhat careless.
How could I forget?
If I can use Martial Techniques, others can too!
“Damn it!”
Mu’en gritted his teeth.
Left with no choice, he raised his greatsword to face the scar-faced man’s strike.
But how could his thin arms and legs compete with the burly, scarred man?
My life is over!
Mu’en Campbell.
Once again, it seemed he saw his tragic end.
