Chapter 9 (1/2)

CHAPTER 9 – Fxxking Fla Fxxker

Back a few iant faction in e de empires of another continent

The said faction, Tiramikal Merchant Guild, actually eb connections of ether by the universal greed However, nowadays, nobody froher-ups to even foot-servants could escape the busiestwealth The demands this time were so much that Tiramikal Merchant Guild themselves didn’t even have any confidence to complete it with their own men and resources

It was precisely seven uild decided to hire a lot of extra hands to deal with the overwhelroups of banditmissions of Tiramikal Merchant Guild Theperiod of coroups of mission takers had to explore an unknown place, or hidden ruins, even stranded for weeks in a desert of nowhere

There’s a huge dessert located on the east border of Tirah-priced, yet deadly venomous flame scorpions It’s bladder and shell were so expensive that thousands of adventurers and warriors died for nothing in order to hunt them

Naturally, of course, Tira set their eyes upon them

In a s, cast away their worries plus anxiety in order to cal nerves They are packs of brave, insane beast-liketheir lives for swift and fruitful wealth Everybody believes they will be a rich h, they s

Two hidden shadows crawl through the curtain of darkness, niht Only when ht was covered by thick cloud they soundlessly moved

Until they arrived at an unre patiently there With their body e cold dry yellowish sands, the clouds uncovered theinto ure entered the tent Two assassins began to load their crossbows

“Jhuro Yashura, where did you hide ry voice toward the man in the tent

“fuck off fuck your dirty sandals I’ to sleep,” the her voice

“You stole my sandals, you fucker I can’t sleep without my fuckin’ sandals”

“Who the fuck sleeping while wearing their fuckin’ sandals? fuckin’ shut up, fucker!”

“You fuckin’ shut up! You’re the fucker one, you friggin’ fuck!”

A new angry yell joins the fray “You two fucker better shut the fuck up or I will fuckin’ kill the two of you fucker for fuckin’ good!”

“Then fuckin’ try, little fucker! You fucker-shi+tty-bastard will fuckin’ die before you can fuckin’ say a single fuckin’ word of ‘fuck’!” roared Jhuro Yashura

Rounds and rounds “fuck” latter, the furious roars died down Everybody decides to fuckin’ sleep

Di the calan to act

Before, they’re waiting until the howl of the as loud enough to cover their not-so-perfect silent crossbows Nohen the time comes, they ai and predicting if their potent poisons were effective enough against the poison master swordsman of Yashura Family

Weeping wind of cold night carried away the assassins’ deadly poisonous bolt…