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"Ha ha ha! Sure! I don't care much about these scoundrels. As long as you agree to come into the tent with me, not only will I release them, but I’ll also give each of them ten Sula for their trouble!"
Disgusting... This is too disgusting! Facing a man, how can you make such a nauseating expression!
Mengdie really wanted to beat this guy up right then, but she thought of an idea. Smiling slightly, she said, “Okay. I can go into the tent with you.”
The clerk (excitedly): “Really?! Quick! Boil water for me! I need to take a bath! I need to change clothes! How about it, beauty, do you want to join me?”
“Hehe, sure. Whatever you want me to do, I will make you comfortable. Even if you want me to become your slave, I won't complain.”
The clerk trembled with excitement, and his lower body was already bulging, revealing his thoughts to everyone present.
"Don't! Miss! Our safety... our safety is not worth your concern!"
"Please... please run! We... we’ll hold them off!"
Seeing the beautiful girl about to walk into danger, each of the young mercenaries imagined the scene of her under the clerk, panting heavily. This image was too... too “cruel”! Cruel enough for them to involuntarily replace the clerk in their imagination with themselves... No, it was unbearable, and they implored Mengdie to escape quickly, disregarding their own safety.
Mengdie turned back, giving those men a gentle smile. Instantly, the young mercenaries melted...
"However, I have a condition."
Mengdie stopped the clerk, who was about to embrace her, and smiled, “I want a one-on-one duel with you. If you can defeat me, as per the rule of the victor takes all, I will be yours.”
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“I will be yours,” these simple words spoken by an exceptionally beautiful girl, made everyone present feel a stir in their hearts!
Just by defeating this girl... they could have their way with her...?
Looking at Mengdie’s delicate frame and thin arms, every man swallowed. Including the soldiers encircling the mercenaries.
"But if I win..."
"Okay, okay! Whatever you say, just win!" Before Mengdie could finish, the clerk hastily took off his coat, reaching for Mengdie’s chest.
“Hold on, let me finish,” Mengdie suppressed her anger, smiling as she stepped aside, continuing, “If I win, you let these people go, and give me your ancestral pocket watch. And, from now on, you won't bother me or these people again!”
"Ha ha ha! Little sister is joking. Whether I win or lose, I will release them! And this watch was always meant to be our love token, it's yours. After today, I have no interest in bothering these useless guys, and you, little sister... hehehe, I bet you won't be able to stay away from me!”
"So, you agree?"
"Agree, of course I agree! Let's get started quickly!"
The challenge set, Mengdie slowly walked to the center of the practice field, ran her fingers through her hair, her movements dashing, full of confidence. As the clerk also positioned himself, she clasped her hands in greeting, her lips curling into an almost imperceptible smile...
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"What? A commotion in the camp? Really, coachman?"
In a large tent deep in the regular army camp, a young man with golden hair, about twenty-something years old, sat. His sword hilt was decorated with a silver moon.
A coachman-dressed old man stood in front of the young man, nervously removing his hat, saying, “Yes... yes, sir! It's a girl, about sixteen... she... she is being harassed by the camp’s clerk! After the girl proposed a duel, I hurried here immediately!”
The young man gritted his teeth, stood up, and quickly walked out of the tent, saying angrily, “Why is there a girl in that camp? Aren’t all female mercenaries gathered in another camp?”
The coachman hurriedly replied, “That... that girl seems to be here to enlist! So... so she went to the wrong place...”
“Enough! I remember that clerk; he's always had a bad reputation. I hope I can make it in time, or it'll damage our army's image!”
The young man and his attendant coachman rushed towards the male mercenary camp, hoping to arrive quickly. Not only was the girl’s honor at stake, but as the commander of the bandit-elimination operation, any harm to her would be his responsibility.
After about two or three minutes, they reached the camp. The soldiers nearby stood at attention with respect upon seeing the young man. He ignored them and strode towards the practice field!
Luckily, the duel had not yet started.
He breathed a sigh of relief and was about to shout “Stop.” But just as he opened his mouth, the appearance of the girl in the practice field made him stop in his tracks.
Time waits for no one. As he was captivated by the girl's beauty, the duel began. The clerk, tongue out and laughing lewdly, approached Mengdie. The young man was startled and immediately shouted, “Sto...!!”
The girl's figure, vanished...
No, it wasn’t a disappearance. In the blink of an eye, she was already in front of the clerk! The clerk was also startled, retracting his tongue. Simultaneously, a fist deeply imprinted into his stomach, forcing out the acidic contents of his stomach.
“Hmph, the tongue, keep sticking it out!”
The clerk bent over, clutching his stomach in pain. Before he could realize what happened, the fist gripping his face suddenly pressed down, flipping him in the air! His head was slammed into the ground!
In the moment of the violent impact at the back of his head, the clerk finally saw the cold smile on Mengdie's lips through the gaps of her fingers...
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