Chapter 17 (2/2)

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If he were strong before, he would be able to notice the hole within the System’s fraudulent act and remain in his original world as the Protagonist. If the Cauchy people were powerful enough, the Kent tribe wouldn’t have even considered visiting their village, just like how this small group of Kent tribe bandits had never considered robbing the Interkam Kingdom.

“And now, we are the more powerful party in the relationship with the Kent tribe. That is why they are the side that is dominated” Wang Yuan glanced at the approaching Kent bandits and gave his order.

Comoros’ expression changed slightly and turned around to look at a group of anxious Cauchy villagers. They each held a jar wrapped tightly in cloths in their arms, looking a bit puzzled and overwhelmed. Comoros’ playmate who was branded a sinner was also among them.

“The jar in your chests contains the curse of the great Negary. As soon as anyone is infected by that, they will contract the plague and die. As long as you fling them towards the Kent tribe people, you should be able to draw most of their attention” Comoros explained: “After that, the only thing you need to do is capture as many un-cursed Kent tribe people as possible. They will become our sacrifices for Negary, the more you capture, the more rewards you shall receive”

“Especially you. If you cannot capture a sacrifice, then you can only become a sacrifice yourself” Comoros told his old playmate. This was his final act of kindness. If this playmate still couldn’t take this opportunity, he only had himself to blame.

“Go”

Hearing Comoros’ order, the group of 7-8 people each ran towards the Kent tribe, each with a jar in front of their chest.

The village guard members were frantically running away on their horse, occasionally dodging the arrows that came at them. They didn’t dare to stop even for a little bit, because the moment they did, they would easily be cut down by the Kent bandits on their pursuit, or killed by an arrow that came from somewhere behind their back.

The order they received was to lure the enemies to this area. They were told that there would be reinforcements waiting for them. Right now, about 20 Kent bandits were chasing after them, each armed with a horse, a long blade as well as bow and arrows.

“Kakakaka! I’m going to shoot your butts off! Running away so slowly, are you trying to dedicate your butt to me!?” one of the Kent bandits laughed, the bow in his hand shot out an arrow without hesitation and hit someone’s leg.

He was then disoriented from the pain and fell from his horse. The man tried to call for help, but none of his companions stopped to pull him up. Seeing the Kent bandits getting closer and closer, he tried to crawl forward.

But how could a wounded person escape the Kent people?

These bandits quickly caught up to this Cauchy person. They decided to stop pursuing them for now, as the Cauchy people seemed to have given up on fighting back this year. Their lack of resistance made the bandits not feel the need to hurry up.

The wounded man was still crawling forward. His desire to live was intense, but if a desire could be fulfilled merely by being intense enough, this world wouldn’t be so sorrowful.

“Ah hah, little Cauchy man, you don’t seem to have any belongings. Then this gracious me shall be benevolent and only steal your life” a Kent bandit heartily laughed.

“Don’t kill me, please don’t kill me!!” the Cauchy man continued to crawl forward with snot and tears running down his face, like a little worm whose only wish was to continue living.

“We don’t need to ask for an ant’s permission” the Kent bandit excitedly raised his blade, lopped off the man’s head and urged his horse to continue galloping towards the village.