156 Chapter 156: Impalemen (2/2)

”Where will you be going?” Akari nodded in consent and asked.

”I'll be putting my plans into motion, you'll see soon… also, send one of your most trusted soldiers to point B, and inform them to stay put until I arrive” Caesar ordered and walked towards the currently unconscious troll prince.

Akari looked at Caesar's departing back and nodded solemnly, she then ordered her men to pack up their things and leave. According to her knowledge and memory, point A was simply three hundred meters west of the troll stronghold. It was a large lake where some dangerous monsters lurked, as such, no clans or hunting groups treaded there.

As for point B, Akari tapped her chin whilst trying to relocate her memory. She remembered that Caesar briefed them of a location somewhat close to the troll stronghold… It was somewhere that the kobolds once mined, a large cavern only about 80 meters away from the troll's northern gate.

Thinking to here, Akari explained to her best friend, and right-hand man, where Point B was located, and then set off. Leaving Caesar alone with the troll prince.

Caesar broke off two long and sharp pieces of wood from a nearby tree and approached the troll prince, they looked similar to wooden stakes. He stripped the strange clothes that the troll adorned and laid his bare body on the ground.

He made sure the trolls belly was on the ground as Caesar took out one of his small daggers and slightly slit him open at the rectum. He then used a paste he had taken from Musashi to stop the bleeding and then proceeded to do the same thing to the unconscious old man that had spotted him at the beginning.

Fortunately, both of them didn't awake, and he heaved them over his shoulders and rushed towards the troll stronghold at his quickest speeds. He made sure to occasionally check the two scum on his shoulder, and after a few hours, the large gates finally appeared in his line of sight.

He threw the troll prince and old troll to the ground and grabbed both of his wooden stakes, he once again put the troll prince on his belly and slid the wooden stake through the man's behind and central mass. It followed down the spine and he was careful as to not puncture a vital organ.

The abrupt pain immediately awoke the troll prince and he wailed like a dying dog… his sobs echoed throughout the area and even scared the trolls guarding the walls. Fortunately, it was quite dark out, and Caesar's figure could not be seen.

Caesar then planted the impaled troll prince into the ground and repeated his actions with the elder troll. Both of them sobbed wildly, but each time they moved, the stake would impale deeper.

This was a torture method invented in the early middle ages back in Caesar's past life. It was used by the famed Vlad the impaler in eastern Europe, which made those in a few thousand-mile radii fear him. Caesar was a man who deemed that those who didn't study history, were like those without eyes or ears. As such, he remembered this famous story from his past life.

After executing the torture method with perfection, Caesar smiled widely and left a little note on top of the troll prince. He then chuckled and left both of them. He felt it was quite ironic that the troll prince who indulged in r*pe, ended up dying in a similar fashion.

Dying in such a way would certainly enrage the troll king, not to mention his dignity. It was akin to a huge slap onto the troll king's face. Even Caesar was curious as to what he would do when he saw his son outside the gates, impaled up the rectum.

When recalling the words he left on his note, Caesar's smiled grew as he quickened his pace. The first step to his plan was complete, and now he just needed the troll king to dance atop his palm.