Chapter 200 - The Evil Goblins (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Anyone could tell that something must have happened to the Centaur tribe.

When Timus saw the blood all over the village, he immediately asked nervously,

“Is anyone there?!

“Can anyone hear me? Please answer me!

“It’s Timus! Is anyone there?!”

Timus immediately rushed to the center of the village and shouted.

Mike stood at the entrance of the village, staring at the statue of “Lord F*ck” in a daze.

The entire village seemed to have been soaked in blood, and many houses had been destroyed.

However, this statue was not damaged at all.

This status also had the most blood surrounding it..

Mike could imagine how hard the Centaur tribe’s men worked to protect this statue during the battle.

It was just a lifeless statue.

To put it bluntly, it was just a piece of processed stone.

The Centaurs were willing to give up their house for the sake of protecting this statue?

Was it… worth it?

Mike subconsciously clenched his fists.

He did have some feelings for the Centaurs.

These Centaurs were gentle and warm to people. Even Mike, a stranger who had just arrived, was given a great deal of trust by the Centaurs, and they were not at all guarded against him.

Mike liked them very much.

However, he only liked them at first.

He would lend the Centaurs a hand, help them, and teach them.

Though more often than not, Mike would never trouble himself to help the Centaurs.

However, now, Mike’s attitude had changed.

Since the Centaurs had protected his statue, he decided to give the Centaurs the same reward.

Whoever treated Mike well would get the same treatment from Mike.

This was Mike’s code of conduct.

He was selfish, but he was not a monster.

He had his own code!

Mike turned his head.

By this time, Timus had found a young Centaur hiding in the house.

Its lower body was a pony, while its upper body was a human child around seven or eight years old.

Mike immediately walked over.

At this time, Timus was comforting the frightened little Centaur.

At first, the little Centaur was obviously very emotional and could not say anything clearly.

After a while, it regained its calm.

“Don’t be afraid. Do you still remember me? I’m Timus.”

The Centaur nodded slightly and said softly, “I remember you. You are our friend.”

Timus was about to continue speaking when a hand was placed on his shoulder.

Timus turned around and saw that it was Mike.

At this moment, Timus was slightly stunned.

He saw the boundless anger written on Mike’s face.

He saw that the bulging veins on Mike’s forehead.

He saw the tightly held weapon in Mike’s hand.

He had never seen this side of Mike.

Even when Mike ordered him to return the Umbrella of Meredith, he wasn’t this angry.

Even though it was just a glance, even though Mike had not said anything yet, Timus had a premonition in his heart.

No matter who committed violence here, his teacher, Mike would definitely make those people pay with blood!

“Child, tell me what happened here?” Mike asked.

Although he had lowered his voice, one could still hear the restraint in his tone.