Chapter 13

We ran like hell towards the village and stopped a little bit outside to see Mark dressed in black armor while he had all the villagers tied up in the village plaza.

"Ok, Oliver and company, here's the plan. Half of you use the south gate while half of us charge toward the north gate and trashtalk Mark to keep him occupied. You rescue the villagers while we distract him. "

"Yes, sir! "

We tore our clothes a little and smeared some dirt all over it to make it look like we're very tired and just came out of a fearsome battle. That would lessen Mark's vigilance towards us.

I even tore my pants apart and let it hang to the side. Then I gleefully rolled in a mud puddle.

We then limped towards Mark and begged him to let everyone go.

"Mark! Give me some face and release these harmless people!"

"No! You give me some face and kill yourself right now!"

Mark grinned triumphantly at our sorry sight.

Oliver came forward and begged on his knees with tears in his eyes.

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"Why?! Mark! Why did you have to do this?! "

He bawled his eyes out and fainted from exhaustion.

Mark seemed to have hesitated a little and that was the moment when all the hostages have been freed unknowingly behind him. Oliver suddenly sprang into action and proceeded to beat Mark's sorry ass.

He even used the forbidden move as a finisher.

I taught him well.

"Oh damn, that's gotta hurt."

Oliver repeatedly stamped on Mark's family jewels as he let out a slur of insults. Oliver seemed to hate traitors very much. But I still have to slap him and tell him to watch his language later.

...

Mark was imprisoned. He was interrogated about the whereabouts of their stolen loots but it was sad to know that all their loot are given to their backer, an Archduke of a very very powerful and vengeful kingdom.

Of course.

"Sir! You can wear some pants now."

A young lady approached me with her face red as she offered me some pants. She kept looking at my wee-wee though.

"Nah, it's cool. I like the breeze."

I proclaimed with an air of carefree aloofness as I stared at the setting sun with my arms crossed.

...

It took about a week to create a decent road from Village 1 to Village 2. Now that I have more people, I can train more soldiers.

I made Oliver handle that.

I am now relaxing by a pond and finally revealed my legendary fishing rod to this world. I fished and reeled in Fairy Xia.

Now that I think about it, I've never caught any fish after this little vixen showed up! I got pissed and decided to spank her little butt.

Unexpectedly, she grinned and at the next instant, she and Oliver switched places. I was shocked but it was too late. My hand was already powered with spank force and cannot be stopped anymore!

I tried to change the trajectory of my hand as both Oliver and my face paled at what was about to happen next. By trying to weaken the spank as much as possible and changing the trajectory at the last minute, my hand gently caressed Oliver's wee-wee.

Oh nOo0o0Oooo—!