Watson turned his head and saw Capella and Wendy. They were in white bathrobes, and under those bathrobes were the curves of an adolescent girl.

Wendy was still young and had yet to develop fully; she only had a youthful curve on her chest. A bath towel covered her body, and only her slender collarbones and pale arms were exposed. It was different with Capella—the bathrobe she wore was translucent, and the peaks on her chest could be seen clearly.

Watson opened his mouth; blood almost flowed from his nose.

Capella and Wendy had already reached the edge of the bath and sat down beside him as he watched them. The unique fragrance from a young girl's body was lovely. Water vapor condensed into droplets and slid down the skin of those two girls.

“Young Master, I'm here to scrub your back.” Wendy held a towel in her hand and lowered her head with a blush on her face.

On the other hand, Capella proudly puffed her chest and held it with both hands as she smiled charmingly. “Young Master, do you want to experience the comfortable service like before?”

The two of them had been waiting outside for a long time. They saw Watson brought his two brothers into the bathroom, and they waited for the twins to leave before they entered the bathroom. As the personal maids, they were only responsible for Watson.

Wendy looked at Capella and then looked at herself; she said unwillingly, “Young Master, if you want, I can also—”

“Wendy, you don't have to force yourself to do that.” Watson grinned. He was an adult in his previous life. He would always feel guilty when he saw such an expression on the teenage girl's face.

“Young Master, I'm not forcing myself. I have been yours the moment I came to Blackmoon Castle.”

When he saw Wendy's determined look, Watson coughed. He felt that it was not good to refuse her, so he immediately coughed for a distraction.

“Well, I understand. I've been working hard all day, and I'm sweating all over. I need someone to help me take a bath. Come here and take a bath with me.”

“Yes, Young Master Watson.”

Wendy and Capella looked at each other; their faces were full of joy. At the same time, they took off their bathrobes and swam into the water like two snow-white fish.

What happened next was an indescribable scene. That night, Watson went back to his room and ate more than ten Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs. Of course, he did not do anything with them.

Early in the morning, on a mountain not far from Blackmoon Town.

It was a barren mountain, surrounded by dense forests. If someone unfamiliar with the environment were there, they would definitely get lost. The mountain was hundreds of meters high, and every once in a while, a fence would be set up. There were caves of all sizes and also traces of man-made construction.

At that moment, in the cave closest to the mountain base, a man in leather armor stood at the entrance on a lookout.

There was a scar on the man's face that went across the bridge of his nose. His hair was golden and curly, and there were two scimitars on his back. He smiled coldly at the people in front of him; those people were s.h.i.+vering, and they were in the Bloodied-Hand Bandit Gang uniform. “The Bloodied-Hand Bandit Gang is too empty now. How could they be completely wiped out by an unknown person? Well, from today onward, this mountain will be taken over by the Storm Bandit Gang. Now, we will give you two choices.”

The man softly spat out a few words. “Surrender or die.”

“Veigar, you've gone too far. Our boss has just died, and you're already here to steal our territory. Do you want to break the agreement between the major bandit gangs?” A member of the Bloodied-Hand Bandit Gang questioned the man angrily.

There was an agreement between the bandit gangs. Each bandit gang had its own jurisdiction, and other bandit gangs could not interfere with one another. If a bandit gang was wiped out, then the remaining bandits had the right to choose to join another gang of their own free will; no one else could interfere with their choices.

The Storm Bandit Gang was also a well-known bandit group at the border. The leader of the group was a silver-tier warrior; he was known as Green Lightning Veigar. People said that his weapon, the Storm Scimitar, was a silver-tier weapon found in a ruin in the Misty Forest; no one was his match when he had those two weapons.

Previously, the Bloodied-Hand Bandit Gang had relied on Sparrow's leaders.h.i.+p and the advantage in numbers to fight against the Storm Bandit Gang. However…

Veigar snorted in laughter. Then, he moved his hand around his waist. No one saw how he moved. They only saw a flash of blade light mixed with thunder whistled past them. One of the Bloodied-Hand Bandit Gang members was cut in half at the waist—blood and guts splattered all over the ground.

When the others saw that, their faces ashen. They resisted the urge to vomit, and their legs trembled.

“I don't know about any agreement between the bandit gangs. I only know that the strong will survive while the weak will die! I'll give you one more chance to choose. Surrender or die?”

“We… we—” the remaining Bloodied-Hand Bandit Gang members looked at each other; they were about to surrender. At that moment, a weak cough came from behind Veigar.

“Veigar, you came here right after the Bloodied-Hand Bandit Gang was destroyed. You are really well-informed, indeed! However, you are too ambitious if you want to take over this territory for yourself.”

Veigar sneered and stared at an old man who wore a black bamboo hat with sawtooth-shaped edges. He walked with the help of a wooden cane.

The man looked old, and the ground died wherever he walked. The gra.s.s and trees in the gaps between the rocks withered and turned yellow as if their vitality had been removed. Two skeletal soldiers with swords and s.h.i.+elds walked behind the old man; they smelled of death.

Veigar's pupils constricted, and his aura increased. “Sven, don't tell me that your poor bandit gang also wants a piece of the pie. Why don't you ask the two scimitars in my hand?”

“Veigar, it looks like you're still the same. You're always so impatient; it's so easy for you to die.” Then, another masked woman walked into the cave after the old man with the crutches. Well, to be precise, she floated into the cave; her feet did not touch the ground.

The woman was tall and slender, and the mask on her face was in the shape of a rabbit. She also had a mouthful of fangs. She looked exceptionally strange. She wore a long black dress with golden and red patterns. It seemed very expensive.

“I can't believe that Lady Gluttony is here too.” Veigar put his hand on the scimitar on his back. He seemed to have thought of something as he withdrew his hand again.

Demoness, Shabby, Storm, and Bloodied-Hand were the four most significant bandit gangs in the border area, and the Demoness Bandit Gang was the most mysterious of them. Their members were all women, and their leaders were arrogant, angry, gluttony—part of the seven deadly sins. Furthermore, they believed in the evil G.o.d known as the primordial demoness.

People said that the members of that bandit gang kept the ancient ritual of human sacrifices to obtain power. No one was willing to provoke them.

“The leaders of the other bandit gangs are gathered here. Do they really want our territory so badly?”

A few Bloodied-Hand Bandit Gang members looked sorrowful.

They had been surrounded by a man named Allen, and they only managed to escape with incredible difficulty. They did not expect to run into the leaders of the other three bandit gangs. That mountain was the Bloodied-Hand Bandit Gang's lair, and it contained a small amount of wealth that they had acc.u.mulated. They did not think that those things could cause the three major bandit gangs to make such a big fuss.

What was it that drove those people to want them?