Swoosh!

A black heavy mace flew towards the man who had just spoken some ill words to the members of the Buwaya Tribe.

Fortunately, the mace didn't hit the man but only grazed past his head with a hairbreadth. Looking at how the iron mace slammed heavily on the ground not too far away behind that man, it would have crushed his head if it hit him.

“Consider yourself lucky that I didn't purposely hit you, you pest. Next time I do it again, I will surely send your ugly head flying,” The member of the Buwaya Tribe who threw the mace earlier warned coldly.

But deep within his mind, he couldn't help but doubt. What the hell was that? He missed? With such a short distance, he actually missed? It had to be known that it was almost impossible for him to miss his target, especially with that distance and an unmoving target. So, he really was doubtful about how could he miss. He was still intending to kill that bastard to serve him as an example of what would happen for disrespecting them. But who would have thought that things would end up like this?

Perhaps, he was just unlucky? Yeah, that should be the case. There would be no next time for that bastard to live again if he threw another attack.

“Huh? You didn't... what?” Tilting his head sideways with obvious confusion, the man responded with three question marks floating over his head. “Isn't it because your aim is just too poor to hit me from this distance? What are you blabbering about, big teeth?”

“You... What did you say?!!” The one who threw the mace replied furiously. His face turned red, the two teeth in his front had as if become bigger. He glared at the other party as he continued, “You must be tired of living!”

“Sigh, stop it already. You're making it sound like you are the villain here,” The man wasn't scared at all nor did he feel threatened. He simply sighed and shook his head, revealing how uninterested he was in all the talking the other party did.

Twitch!

The eyebrows of the man with two big teeth twitched without fail. Looking at how nonchalant the other party was, and how he wasn't taking them seriously at all, he felt like exploding from the inside out. So, now that it seemed like he couldn't control his anger anymore, his expression became hard to describe.

“You bastard... I definitely am the villain! So prepare to die!”

With that being said, the man with two big teeth roared furiously. He raised his hand forward like it was a claw, intending to pick his mace from the distance. Shortly after, the mace he threw before suddenly moved. It floated and started flying back to him.

Unfortunately, this time as well, he missed the other party by hairbreadth although he really tried to smash the ugly head of that bastard.

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In the end, now that he had possession of his treasured mace again, he could only click his tongue in dejection. How unlucky. It seemed like he was not in a good condition today for him to miss his target twice.

Left without a choice, the man with big teeth glared at his prey with all his fury. He clenched his teeth and the mace he was holding. Since he couldn't hit him from a distance, he intended to just smash his mace against the other party to make sure he could bring him his doom.

“Fuck... What should we do now...”

On the other hand, the villagers who witnessed such story development felt their scalps going numb. Their expressions went exceedingly pale as they could only stand from the side and take a couple of steps backward. Not even a single one of them dared to intervene, afraid that they would suffer the misfortune that that bastard should have. How could that bastard be so senseless anyway?!

Upon thinking up to this point, the villagers subconsciously shifted their glares at the man who dared to insult the Buwaya Tribe. Their eyes filled with condemnation and curses. This ungrateful bastard... Only the villagers knew how many times did they already kill him in their mind. This was really infuriating! They fed him and gave him shelter, yet what he would pay them back was their destruction? They shouldn't have let this snake enter their village! Now, their fate was sealed as it was pretty obvious that their village would likely suffer complete annihilation this time.

Not even a single one of them thought that they wanted to fight back in the first place which could also infuriate the other party. They just wanted to find someone to blame to justify their own weaknesses and cowardice.

“I have already given you a chance. But it seems like you really are so eager to die by my hands.” Appearing right in front of the man who insulted him, the man with two big teeth let out some murderous words. This time, he had already gotten down from his horse. He looked down at the other party like he was some kind of cockroach as he raised his mace up above. And then a cold voice continued, “Die.”

Swoosh!

Contrary to everyone's expectation, the one who made a swing this time wasn't that man with big teeth who was preparing to make a move against the man who insulted the Buwaya Tribe. But surprisingly, it was a young man who even looked so manly. He appeared suddenly in front of the man with big teeth, catching him off guard for good. Thus, successfully slashing the big teeth's face with the knife he was currently wielding.

What had just happened, happened so fast that it caught everyone by surprise. Their eyes bulged out, especially the villagers, as they couldn't believe what they were seeing.

Who else could this young man be other than the young man from before who reported the bad news to the Village Chief?

“Dugo??? What the hell are you doing?! Are you sick of living?”

The villagers almost exclaimed the same words as they almost passed out in the sheer headache. What the hell was this brat doing now? How dare he make a move against the Buwaya Tribe? They couldn't help but curse him in their heart.

But as if he didn't hear the worries of the villagers, Dugo, the person in question, tried his best to stare fiercely at the huge man before him. And then he cried out, “You, bastard! Get your hands off of him!”

Even though his voice was shuddering due to the sheer fear he tried to hide, he still managed to hold on to his courage and point his knife against the man in front. If he was just the real deal, then he would seem like a towering boulder protecting the man behind him.

That aside, Dugo continued with somewhat watery eyes, “He is the first ever and the only person in the world who told me I am handsome! So, I will definitely do my utmost best to protect this man!”