Chapter 19 (1/2)
Translator: Wawaa
Editor: WilsonWilson
Demian slowly moved away from Lara and looked away. For a moment, Lara was under the illusion that his blue eyes had seemed to deepen.
There was a man nearby.
He scanned Lara’s body up and down with a red face, looking quite tipsy. He repeatedly put one hand into his pants, shaking and pulling it out. No one knew if he was a noble or not. It did not matter how high his position or how great he was.
Demian just moved.
He walked with his long legs and stepped over the table where the man was sitting.
“What the hell?”
Then, he grabbed the man by his collar with one hand and lifted him up. His heavy body was elevated helplessly. The man, who could not breathe properly, squealed and screamed, but none of it was audible. Demian grabbed him close by the collar and spoke mercilessly.
“How dare you.”
His voice cracked fiercely. It was a horrifying low note, lingering in the banquet hall of the night.
“Filthy.”
The crowd became noisy and gathered there. Some people called the guards after being startled.
Demian.
Lara’s lips moved slightly. She did not stop Demian. She let him do as he moved–as he pleased. It did not look like anyone could stop him, anyway.
Wham
Demian only punched the man, but he lost his consciousness. His teeth came out and blood came out of his mouth. It wasn’t enough with just that, Demian tore the man’s clothes with force and dumped them on the ground. Then, he put the man on the table as if to display him.
The noisy banquet hall became as quiet as a mouse.
Someone could be heard gulping.
“W-who…”
“You there.”
Demian wiped his bloody fingers on the tablecloth and pointed at some men with that hand. It was a group of young lads from the upper class. They were a bunch of hyenas who frequented the Night Ball every night and only went after drunken women.
Again, as usual, they sat next to a woman—who was drunk and could not control her body— and kept giving her a drink. When they were about to carry her and go to a secluded place after she had lost her consciousness, Demian called them.
“Come here.”
Then, he moved and approached him first. He strode with his long legs and his opponents were right in front of his face with just a few steps.
“What’s with this bastard? Who brought him here? Where are the guards?”
“Move. What’s a slave scum doing here?”
Demian did not answer back. He just stood there, turned his head, and made eye contact with Lara. It was as if he was forewarning her of what he would do from now on.
Then, he threw his fist at them abruptly.
Wham. Wham. Wham.
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It could not even be called a fight. It was just a unilateral assault. What was worse, Demian only wandered around, punched and kicked a few times, without breaking into a sweat, but the men were all bleeding on the floor. Their faces were torn and their limbs were broken.
At this point, people were screaming all over the banquet hall. As if a wolf had been released into a rabbit cage, they scurried out of the banquet hall to escape Demian.
Demian looked around for more prey.
Then, a few men who were high on drugs came at him with knives. They screamed like beasts and wielded their knives saying that they would kill him. Demian easily incapacitated them. He hit the knife with his hand and took it away. Then, he lifted them up and threw them away, too.
“Aargghhh!”
Crash
The table collapsed with a loud noise. Almost everyone left the place in a flash except for a few who were dead drunk.
“Milady, what’s going on?”
Konny, who was waiting for the two people in the carriage, came running and stood next to Lara.
“Are you okay? What happened?”
“I’m okay.”
She really was fine, nothing had happened to her. Even Demian’s face was fine, he was just looking at the disgraceful backs of the people who fled the scene.
But he was a slave.
Someone who could be sent to the execution ground without any trial for doing this kind of thing to the nobles.
“Why did you do that?”
Lara asked. Demian turned to her and smirked.
“Lara.”
“Why did you do this? What were you thinking… No, we don’t have time to be doing this. Hurry, escape from here. Get out of Hautean and return to the Empire. I will provide you with travel expenses if you’re short of money.”
“No.”
“Do you want to be executed?”
“It’s okay.”
What’s okay about this?
In a hurry, Lara approached him closely.
The soldiers who heard the news belatedly flocked to the place. They were the soldiers hired by the owner of the manor.
“Demian, I will stop them here. So run away.”
“I don’t want to.”
“Demian!”
Lara pulled Demian’s hand.
Then, he clasped Lara’s fingers, brought them close to his mouth, and kissed her fingertips.
“Lara, I’m your mighty warrior. I’m here to fight on your behalf. If you don’t like whatever it is in this banquet hall, I will wipe them all out. So, buy something delicious and come to jail.”
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