Our bored gamer looked at the tags on top of the heads of these men and sighed when he discovered that most of them had red designations on them.

'Seems like this will be my final goodwill to Ascot Village.' Clark decided right then and there.

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Without ado, he began walking towards Chief Peng who was busy yapping his mouth even at this time.

"Are you mute, boy?! Answer me! Were you the one who killed 3 of my men?!" Chief Peng Zan asked for the second time already. Alas, he got only silence as a reply.

This weird boy just calmly approached him slowly. It did not need telling that Peng Zan had not expected the next thing that happened unto him.

"BANG!" Our bored gamer exploded into action when he was 2 steps away from the chief of Hankala Village.

He launched like an agile stalker and threw a punch into the throat of Chief Peng.

"HAK!" Chief Peng gasped for breath and went into a kneeling position in just 1 second alone.

He could not believe that this thin young boy would move this fast, much less attack him with more than 250 men around him.

"ZING!" Chief Peng felt that the sword at his hips was freed without his consent and a dark premonition descended on his mind.

"THUD!" One arm rolled to the ground alongside the wild hasty evasion of Chief Peng.

He was lucky that he moved in time because if not, his head would have replaced his arm on the ground instead. It can be seen from this action alone on how strong Chief Peng's instincts were.

This was honed through many years of practice and exercise in this brutal godforsaken place.

"PROTECT THE CHIEF!"

"KILL THE BOY!" The men roared and swarmed around the position of our very own protagonist.

"DING!"

"DING!"

"DING!"

"WHOOSH!"

"WHOOSH!"

"WHOOSH!"

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There was the clashing of swords and the flying of arrows. But more than that, the shocking consequence of this play created earthquakes on the very ground that everyone stood upon.

"THUD!"

"THUD!"

"THUD!"

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One by one, the earth was embraced by the hot bodies of the dead. The stench of blood flowed and it marked a slippery yet vivid scene on the continuing slaughter.

Not 20 breaths passed before a terrible silence descended on the place.

"W-what happened?" Chief Peng's low voice broke the stillness. A loyal helper has already applied pressure on his wound by tying a pair of shirts on it.

He had to close his hands during the ordeal because of the pain that he endured. After all, it was not everyday that someone would just lose an arm from out of the blue.

At least the shirt was enough for Chief Peng to not die because of blood loss at this time.

He looked around him and he was happy to see that his men had their weapons already drawn but what was curious to see was how they did not move an inch from their rooted spot.

Chief Peng moved his head and witnessed a young man who held a very familiar sword in his hands. This was Chief Peng's sword but his vision did not last long on his weapon.

What caught his attention more was on the face of the young man. There was no hatred nor pleasure to be seen from its surface.

If one did not know any better, they could have easily approached this young man and expect to have a lively discussion thereafter.

Unfortunately, the men of Hankala would absolutely not make this mistake. Especially not when 17 of their friends have already met their makers tonight.

"What are all of you doing?!"

"He's only a child! One child!"

"Attack him now!" Chief Peng roared his orders but alas, nobody was stupid enough strike at our bored gamer right now. Not after what they have seen in just less than 2 dozen breaths.

This thin ordinary boy moved like the wind and his attacks were so precise that all that had ever entered his personal space was left breathless in the aftermath.

Indeed, those 17 dead bodies were the perfect example for this unsurpassed combat skill. In their eyes, our good gamer appeared no less than a bloodthirsty demon at all.

"Bows, now!" Chief Peng ordered again but still, he got the same result. One should know that every archer that dared fired in Clark's way were all of them victims in tonight's death list.

The rest of the living learned from the mistakes of the dead.

"It seems that you will be the one to die next, Chief Peng." Our avid gamer said and began walking towards the village leader once more.

There was fear in Peng Zan's heart since he knew that this boy must have been a hidden great warrior or something.

The 17 dead bodies of his men was more than enough evidence of this truth.

"I apologize, master swordsman!"

"Please forgive the life of this stupid peasant!" Chief Peng kissed the ground and begged for mercy at this time. His last hope died alongside the impotence and cowardice of his men.

Running away was also out of the question. With a bleeding arm on him, he would surely not go far.

"Perhaps the next chief of Hankala Village won't be as stupid as you are." These were the last words that Chief Peng heard before he felt a gentle sting on his neck.

The world turned over and over again before the eternal dark took his consciousness away from this mortal world.

"..." The men from Hankala Village shivered in response. They gazed at the headless body of their chief and hoped that this night would end with his death.

Luckily for them, it appeared like a god heard their prayers in the end.

"Take your dead and bury them with honor."

"They died so that the lot of you cowards can live." Clark spat on the ground and then turned around to return to the sanctuary of his own village nearby.

From start to finish, the men of Ascot cannot react to what had happened before their very eyes. Everything just happened too fast!