328 Edward Scissorhand (1/2)
Darkness engulfed a hilltop of the York Territory.
It was late at night, but nobody could sleep.
The hill was a stockade for 200 powerful bandits.
Their boss was called ”Edward Scissorhand”, as his wrist was chopped off. The perpetrator of the torture was the Duke of York himself.
Since then, Edward's hand had been replaced with scissor-like blades.
The history of his escape, his becoming a bandit at the stockade, and how the Duke of York cut off his wrist was condensed into a hundred-word story.
The entire York Territory was fearful of Edward, who had a new target, the group of insane half-naked Humans, Fairies, and Elves who were walking like a parade late at night.
He could sell them off as coolies, while some could even pass as bandits!
”Chief! We have scouted the area. Though they have large numbers, besides a fully armed Knight, nobody else has a weapon!”
A filthy subordinate who hadn't bathed for many days walked to Edward and said excitedly, ”A few of the female Fairies and Elves are gorgeous. They'll be worth a fortune!”
”Let our comrades enjoy them first before selling them. Get them to wash our clothes too!” Edward said to the bandit behind him, causing the bandits to cheer loudly.
”Fantastic! Those gals look strong, they will make our clothes very clean!”
”We're in luck. Don't compete with me, I want the most beautiful, most fragrant, and strongest gal to wash my clothes. Their clothes are so clean, so they'll definitely do a good job!”
”Oh my god, you're such a genius!”
The bandits were excited, and even Edward was smiling merrily.
”Chief, take a look! They're coming out!”
The bandit beside Edward pointed at the cave nearby excitedly as a stream of people walked out carrying goods.
Edward picked up his binoculars and took a look.
”That is… Diamond Seam ore!”
Edward fixed his gaze on the goods that they were transporting. Besides the ore, there was also gold and silver.
”We're rich! We're rich! Chief, we're rich!” Edward's henchman shouted excitedly.