Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi - Chapter 568.2
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Chapter 568.2

Chapter 568.2

I kick open the door of the bar violently with Rebecca clinging to my arm.

In a bar of a rural town, there should be laborers who have finished their s.h.i.+fts, retired workers, and maybe wives who have argued with their husbands if lucky.

However, when I entered, all I could see were boorish guys, with the only normal person being the bar master who was taking rude orders from his customers in a cold sweat.

Heheheshe looks good.

Her t.i.ts aint bouncy, but her bodys hot. I wanna bang her till she foams at the mouth.

The men glare and curse at me for making noise, while whistling and hurling vulgar remarks at Rebecca.

Just like I thought, nothing but sc.u.m. Theyre clearly all involved.

More importantly, please protect me!? If you leave me alone, Im definitely going to f.u.c.ked silly!

Rebecca walks briskly to a table.

All the thugs eyes are glued to Rebeccas b.o.o.bs and a.s.s.

Hey, that girls nice. Wanna go?

If it was a scrawny little boy beside her, I would beat him up and take her for myself

The thugs whisper to each other, hesitating to take action because of me.

Thats when it happened.

A door to what seems to be the bathroom flings open, and an especially large man appears.

His tattoo-covered arm is grabbing a limp woman by her hair.

Dammit, she pa.s.sed out after just three shots. Here shopkeep, as promised Im returning the girl I borrowed.

P-Paulinehow cruel

The shopkeeper catches the partially thrown girl in his trembling arms.

Her handmade ap.r.o.n is torn at the chest area, multiple bruises can be seen on her legs from where the skirt is flipped up, and a mixture of blood and nasty liquid is dripping from her crotch.

Papauuu

The girl collapses to the floor crying, then chokes and coughs up more nasty liquid that was pumped into her throat.

Seeing that, the thugs cackle.

Heh heh heh. Bro, you did it again?

You killed a farmer girl last time, its like you havent regretted it at all.

The big man who is being referred to as bro s.n.a.t.c.hes a tankard of alcohol as the shopkeeper nurses after the girl, gulps down a healthy portion and tosses it on the floor.

Dont go smearing my good name. I loved her gently, she was just too thin and broke. If you have to blame something, blame my c.o.c.k for being too big.

After a disgusting laugh, he walks up to my tablemore accurately, he walks toward Rebecca with his tongue hanging out.

We got a fine jewel over here. I was right to finish with that skin-and-bones girl.

Confident in himself unlike the other men, he pays no attention to me and approaches Rebecca.

Looking from the side, hes two sizes bigger than me and easily over two meters tall.

His body is more or less muscular.

Hey baby. Youre fine as h.e.l.l, come to the washroom and lemme f.u.c.k ya.

I brush away the mans hand before it can wrap around Rebeccas shoulder.

Sorry bud, shes mine. Can you not touch her with your dirty hands?

The man casts a sharp glance at me.

Please, dont notice.

And dont get scared.

Oh is that soI did something bad thenhuh!?

The man pulls his arm back and takes a swing at my nose.

Oh, I thought he had one more thing to say, I didnt expect him to suddenly punch me.

The sound of his fist sinking into my face rings throughout the bar, stopping everyones conversations.

I took the full hit. Not good, spending my time stamping papers has really dulled my movements.

Yeah, be careful next time.

To be courteous, I respond back to him and punch the man back in the pit of his stomach.

Guhgghgo

He lifts his dirty fist away from my face.

The man staggers, clutching his chest as he dribbles gastric juice, then eventually knocks over a table and falls down.

What? Is that it?

I thought he was more agile than he looks, but he was actually not that strong.

b.a.s.t.a.r.d, dont think you can get away scot-free

A man loses his temper, climbing on top of the table and scattering the food and wine before anybody could have a taste.

Hey, dont put your foot on the table. Even my kid doesnt do that.

I slam the edge of the table with one hand.

That was enough for the cheap yet heavy table to flip, knocking the little man off balance and spinning him in midair.

I grab his hair as he screams, carrying his dangling body like a mother cat carries her kitten.

I wont go free? Then how much will you give me?

H-how about one gold coin?

Blinking innocently, the man meekly offers a hand holding the said coin.

If youre giving it to me, Ill take it.

After I accept the money, I throw the man out of the store.

He bounces on the ground once, making a nasty groan, and rolls outside.

I dust my hands off and survey the area.

Of course, everyone is staring menacingly at me, excluding the shopkeeper.

What? Are the rest of you going to give me something too?

Dont get c.o.c.ky, punk.

He takes a knife out of his pocket with a blade measuring 15 cm long.

Ill slice you up!

He waves his knife from right to left, then left to right, but because the course is not in line to hit me, I dont particularly react.

H-huh?

Oh, are you playing around?

When he swings his knife at my cheek, I simply tilt my head to the side and dodge it by a hairs breadth.

Hm?

Next he thrusts at my jaw, but I keep the lower half of my body planted firmly and simply lean my upper body back to dodge.

With such a short blade, you wont get sufficient reach by thrusting only with your arm.

W-why cant I hit him?

He was threatening me over and over so I thought he was going to do something, dont tell me that was his attack.

How does he dodge with that big body?

I-I cant see his moves

The others are also on the same level, huh?

Well, I guess thats expected of a bunch of thugs.

N-no more mercy! Ill seriously kill yeh?

While hes busy talking, I reach out and grab the back of the knife where it isnt sharp, and snap the blade.

Brittle. If youre going to be a thug, use something thats a little higher quality.

H-how about I give you three gold coins?

He drops the knife and smiles nervously as he rubs his hands together.

If he insists, Ill take it. Afterward, I broke his nose as easily as I snapped his knife.

Rebecca tugs my sleeve and whispers.

Looking at her again, she really is dressed lewdly.

Infiltrating. Were infiltrating.

Oh, right.

I was going to intimidate them a bit and then try to find out about the slave trade by asking things related to profit-making, except my calculations went awry. How should I fix it?

I guess Ill have to half-kill everyone, search for the hideout, then infiltrate.

The infiltration has already failed. Lets go home.

As Rebecca gives up, the entrance door opens with a bang.

How long are you guys gonna fool around!!? I told you to gather out front when the sun rises!!

Everyone but us flinch from the angry yell.

The bar master and the sobbing girl also hide behind the counter, trembling.

Just as Rebeccas brows furrow, a bright light gleams from her eye.

Thats the head or an executive at the very least.

I nod internally at her hushed voice.

The man also observes me.

He is the same height as me or slightly shorter. Although he is smaller both vertically and horizontally than the earlier large man, this guy is evidently stronger.

The man whose nose I broke pinches his bleeding nose and bends at the waist.

I-Im terribly sorry. Aldo, sirt-this guy picked a fight.

It seems I got called out, so I raise my hand to make it easy to identify who hes talking about.

His gaze instantly sweeps from the weapon at my hip, to my physique, then lastly to Rebecca.

The man called Aldo turns back to his subordinate and stomps on the face of the man giving an excuse.

His broken nose is completely crushed and blood squirts out along with his breathing.

Gue, higyii! Forgive, forgive me sir!!

Aldo mercilessly tramples on the mans head.

Listen, insect! When you guys are late, the cargo transport is late! And when the transport is late, we lose profit! My profit and the bosss profit goes down, dont you get it!!?

Rebeccas eye gleams again.

After Aldo has had enough of stepping on the man who is holding his head and leaking blood from his nose, he stares at the fallen large man.

The head bodyguard got knocked out so easily! How long are you going to lay there!? Get up!!

Those around the big man, who had fallen on his back while clutching his chest, splash water on him and slap his cheek.

But he doesnt respond.

Geh! H-hes dead!

Youre kiddingthat was a punch by a bare hand.

What, he died from something so trivial?

Rebecca glances at me as if I did something unnecessary.

I really didnt mean to kill him.

I didnt think a man two sizes bigger than me would die from a shot to the gut.

Theres a limit to how weak someone can be compared to their appearance.

My punch might have been filled with anger from seeing a woman being treated so horribly.

Anyways, that was just the kind of guy he was.

You took out Lugo whose redeeming feature was his toughness with your bare hands? With a single punch?

Aldo turns to me again.

For some reason, there wasnt much hostility in his eyes.

Lets answer honestly.

It was a brawl after all.

I dont know.

Dont lie!! This guy hit

I grab the arm of the guy who starts spitting at me and break it in half.

I whacked him because he messed with my woman, hes the one who died on his own.

Aldo snickers.

I like you.

He finishes the liquid in a tankard left on the table, then tosses the empty container on Lugos dead body.

Youre probably a thug who heard rumors about us from Nari and came to promote yourself. Fine, Ill hire you. You can replace the bug who kicked the bucket.

Yeah.

I instinctively responded, thinking to myself that this progressed in a strange direction.

However Rebecca shows me the OK mark with her fingers, so I guess this is fine.

Your job is to transport the goods and act as bodyguard. You get paid double what the smallfry get, and you get a bonus if youre useful. Alsothere are employee benefits. Im sure youll love what we have in store.

Thats great. I look forward to working with you.

I fold my arms internally while replying.

Even though this is to expose his wongdoings, I never expected to go from a slave to a king and now to a henchman of a criminal organization.

Celia and Nonna will definitely cry if they found out, I better keep this a secret.

Aldo and I are finished, but the other men seem baffled.

S-sir, are you sure? Who knows where this guy comes from.

Youre telling me that there is a person with an upstanding background among you s.h.i.+ts?

I laugh internally at how dumb the question was.

Didnt a spy from the kingdom try to sneak in earlier

The degree of tension instantly spikes for me and Rebecca.

An infiltrator definitely went missing, if I remember correctly.

Oh yeah, if a single woman came I also would have ripped her fingernails and made her spill the beans.

I gently rub Rebeccas back as she got gooseb.u.mps all over her body, and I sneakily trace a finger over her a.s.s crack.

When I poke her hole, she glares at me.

Aldo points at me and laughs in a m.u.f.fled voice.

n.o.body would send a spy who is so big and stands out so much. Its common to either send s.e.xy women or lean, effeminate men. Anyway, time is money. Were picking up the goods.

It seems like he hasnt seen through me.

That was close.

Ufun, looks like youll make some big money. Do your best.

Rebecca sticks out her tongue, seeking a kiss.

I rub her uncovered shapely b.r.e.a.s.t.s and hug her.

The top priority is to confirm the bosss face and location. Next, find out where the goodswhere the slaves are being collected. And if you can

As a similarly high priority, Ill find the captured spy, regardless of whether shes dead or alive.

Rebecca mutters a thank you and licks my chin.

Hey you, dont flirt right after getting the position! Ill let you do it as much as you want on a big clean bed after you do your job! Get moving!!

The thugs follow Aldo in succession.

Its not that they dont have complaints about me, thats just how scared they are of Aldo.

Yeah, Ill be right there.

After making sure they all left, I handed the gold I received to the bar girl.

Close the shop and use this to go into hiding. Ill take care of things.

Eh?

As she lifts her face, I steal her lips.

I wont do anything bad, could you tell me your name? Im actually a warrior of justice.