21 Observe and Kill
As I watch these Ork demons, that's what I'll call them them for now, they spread on the platform and it looks like they are planning to wait there for a little while.
Soon the sun comes up. Why was Myla even out this late at night jeez. When the sun is finally up I hear more rustling and through the bushes comes a crowd of villagers. They must be from the village.
They all stand before the platform and an old woman walks forward and gets on her knees, bowing deeply towards these Ork Demons. "My Lords we have come to give tribute!" Then the rest of the villagers copy her actions and repeat what she said as well. "My Lords we have come to give tribute!"
In a deep and gross voice a slightly bigger Ork Demon says, "Snort! Hurry up! Snort!"
The old woman, what I assume to be the village chief, stands up and places 50 copper tablets on the platform. "My tribute!" After that she backs away from the platform and soon the villagers start placing their tribute onto the platform. Coins, food, clothes, basically a whole bunch of stuff is placed on the platform. Once a small hill forms from all the tribute the villagers finish up.
The slightly bigger Ork Demon with a battle axe angrily walks up to the Tribute hill and looks at all the villagers, "Snort! Where the fuck are my females! Snort!" The villagers tremble in fear but utter nothing.
The Ork Demon becomes angrier but the villagers still stay silent. "Snort! I'll kill your entire village and forcefully take all your females if you don't give me my females now! Snort!"
The old woman steps forward bravely "We will not be giving any people in this tribute or any other tribute from now on!" All the villager yell in Unison, "YEAH! No more people tribute"
Suddenly, the Ork demon chops the old woman in half from top to bottom and her two halves fall over. "Snort! Did you think I was Joking! Snort!" The villagers seem prepared as they take out weapons like swords and the like. But before battle between them even starts I hear a sharp and loud scream behind me. "AHHH! Grandma! No!" And then Myla runs forward towards her grandmother tears and snot running everywhere.
What?! That's her grandmother? Dammit! I wanted to observe a little more. Why didn't I spring to action when someone's life was in danger? Now someone is dead and it's the only person I know here's grandmother. I don't understand why I didn't feel a thing about that villagers death even when she was chopped in half until Myla said something. Am I selfish? I'll think about this another time I start looking back at the platform and I notice the Ork Demons have noticed Myla and one walks towards her.
"Myla!" As soon as she runs out one of the Ork Demons swings his sword towards her. I dash forward and appear before her grabbing the sword with my fingers, stopping it on its path. Then I chopped down with my other hand breaking his sword. Before moving forward and elbowing his head off. Blood gushed all over me.
All the Ork Demons are looking at me angrily and charge towards me. I leap forward towards three orks who swing their weapons at me. I jump upward and swing my great bastard sword in a circular fashion beheading all three.
Before I land another Ork Demon swung his spear downwards and I barely blocked it with my sword. "Fuck!" I am tossed to the floor. I roll on the floor and stand on my feet. Well battle experience is my weakness right now. I am happy that I came down for an adventure to gain experience because I sure as hell need it.
All six of the remaining Ork Demons charge towards me now. Each with a close range weapon. As they near me I yell with Demon's Roar. It stuns them briefly and I take advantage and lop of the heads of five before the slightly bigger Ork Demon stops me with a swing of his Battle Axe.
"Snort! An incubus type Demon? Snort! What are you doing down here? Why are you so strong! Snort! You have killed my clansmen! You shall die with them! Snort!" The Ork Demon looks at me angrily and erupts with a peak Mortal Divine Combatant aura. He come charging at me with his battle axe and I block with my sword only to be pushed back significantly. What the hell my stats are super high how is a Mortal Divine Combatant able to push me back so far. No wonders the system said it became irrelevant.
Wait though. Incubus type? So the system and this pig here know there are types of demons for sure and it says I am an incubus type. Is that true? I'll ask grandfather about it later. How does it know where I come from?
I forgot to activate my aura. I smack myself on the head with my hand. Damn! This is why it is good to go out and gain experience or else I'll be horrible at combat. At least now I know. I activate and exude my saint immortal aura. Instantly, the movements of the Ork Demon froze. I walk toward him and sheath my sword. I reach him and put my hand on his face before I squeeze. "Pop!" His brain matter splatters everywhere. I really should've taken action when this Ork Demon swung for Myla's grandmother. If only I had know it was her grandmother.
"Myla are you okay?"
I turn around when I hear no response to look at Myla but I don't see anything only a meat pile and blood on the floor. Huh?! I look all around me and within 30 feet of the platform everything is mush. None of the villagers are there either only meat mush and blood. What happened?!
I look back and look at where Myla was previously and and stare at the meat mush and blood for a while. I-Identify.
*
Name:
Myla Kasa
Age: 8 years 2 Months 5 Days
Health:0/0
Mana:0/0
Stamina:0/0
Strength*:10 Vitality*:10
Dexterity*:10 Agility*:10
Intelligence*:10 Wisdom*:10
Luck*:25 Leadership:0
Status:Dead. Killed by Divine combatant aura body couldn't withstand.
*
Soon the sun comes up. Why was Myla even out this late at night jeez. When the sun is finally up I hear more rustling and through the bushes comes a crowd of villagers. They must be from the village.
They all stand before the platform and an old woman walks forward and gets on her knees, bowing deeply towards these Ork Demons. "My Lords we have come to give tribute!" Then the rest of the villagers copy her actions and repeat what she said as well. "My Lords we have come to give tribute!"
In a deep and gross voice a slightly bigger Ork Demon says, "Snort! Hurry up! Snort!"
The old woman, what I assume to be the village chief, stands up and places 50 copper tablets on the platform. "My tribute!" After that she backs away from the platform and soon the villagers start placing their tribute onto the platform. Coins, food, clothes, basically a whole bunch of stuff is placed on the platform. Once a small hill forms from all the tribute the villagers finish up.
The slightly bigger Ork Demon with a battle axe angrily walks up to the Tribute hill and looks at all the villagers, "Snort! Where the fuck are my females! Snort!" The villagers tremble in fear but utter nothing.
The Ork Demon becomes angrier but the villagers still stay silent. "Snort! I'll kill your entire village and forcefully take all your females if you don't give me my females now! Snort!"
The old woman steps forward bravely "We will not be giving any people in this tribute or any other tribute from now on!" All the villager yell in Unison, "YEAH! No more people tribute"
Suddenly, the Ork demon chops the old woman in half from top to bottom and her two halves fall over. "Snort! Did you think I was Joking! Snort!" The villagers seem prepared as they take out weapons like swords and the like. But before battle between them even starts I hear a sharp and loud scream behind me. "AHHH! Grandma! No!" And then Myla runs forward towards her grandmother tears and snot running everywhere.
What?! That's her grandmother? Dammit! I wanted to observe a little more. Why didn't I spring to action when someone's life was in danger? Now someone is dead and it's the only person I know here's grandmother. I don't understand why I didn't feel a thing about that villagers death even when she was chopped in half until Myla said something. Am I selfish? I'll think about this another time I start looking back at the platform and I notice the Ork Demons have noticed Myla and one walks towards her.
"Myla!" As soon as she runs out one of the Ork Demons swings his sword towards her. I dash forward and appear before her grabbing the sword with my fingers, stopping it on its path. Then I chopped down with my other hand breaking his sword. Before moving forward and elbowing his head off. Blood gushed all over me.
All the Ork Demons are looking at me angrily and charge towards me. I leap forward towards three orks who swing their weapons at me. I jump upward and swing my great bastard sword in a circular fashion beheading all three.
Before I land another Ork Demon swung his spear downwards and I barely blocked it with my sword. "Fuck!" I am tossed to the floor. I roll on the floor and stand on my feet. Well battle experience is my weakness right now. I am happy that I came down for an adventure to gain experience because I sure as hell need it.
All six of the remaining Ork Demons charge towards me now. Each with a close range weapon. As they near me I yell with Demon's Roar. It stuns them briefly and I take advantage and lop of the heads of five before the slightly bigger Ork Demon stops me with a swing of his Battle Axe.
"Snort! An incubus type Demon? Snort! What are you doing down here? Why are you so strong! Snort! You have killed my clansmen! You shall die with them! Snort!" The Ork Demon looks at me angrily and erupts with a peak Mortal Divine Combatant aura. He come charging at me with his battle axe and I block with my sword only to be pushed back significantly. What the hell my stats are super high how is a Mortal Divine Combatant able to push me back so far. No wonders the system said it became irrelevant.
Wait though. Incubus type? So the system and this pig here know there are types of demons for sure and it says I am an incubus type. Is that true? I'll ask grandfather about it later. How does it know where I come from?
I forgot to activate my aura. I smack myself on the head with my hand. Damn! This is why it is good to go out and gain experience or else I'll be horrible at combat. At least now I know. I activate and exude my saint immortal aura. Instantly, the movements of the Ork Demon froze. I walk toward him and sheath my sword. I reach him and put my hand on his face before I squeeze. "Pop!" His brain matter splatters everywhere. I really should've taken action when this Ork Demon swung for Myla's grandmother. If only I had know it was her grandmother.
"Myla are you okay?"
I turn around when I hear no response to look at Myla but I don't see anything only a meat pile and blood on the floor. Huh?! I look all around me and within 30 feet of the platform everything is mush. None of the villagers are there either only meat mush and blood. What happened?!
I look back and look at where Myla was previously and and stare at the meat mush and blood for a while. I-Identify.
*
Name:
Myla Kasa
Age: 8 years 2 Months 5 Days
Health:0/0
Mana:0/0
Stamina:0/0
Strength*:10 Vitality*:10
Dexterity*:10 Agility*:10
Intelligence*:10 Wisdom*:10
Luck*:25 Leadership:0
Status:Dead. Killed by Divine combatant aura body couldn't withstand.
*
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