Chapter 14: Can I have a banana too? (1/2)

A common soldier would be equipped with steel armor, leather pants, and a short sword hanging on his hip. His head would be exposed and boots at most would protect him from pebbles.

Their equipment would be usually loud and now a lot of metallic sounds clanked from behind.

Michu turned around and looked at all the soldiers approaching him while wobbling. They were often complaining and scratching their hair with flushed faces from the absurd they had just heard.

”Lord Fabian must have lost his mind… What happened for him to even work with those devils?” The youngest one, around eighteen years old, spoke without curses. He was the most clear-headed here and pondered about this sudden order with some reasoning behind it.

A little older than him kicked pebbles on their way and complained, ”I don't give a fuck… I will just stay on watch for today, then request a shift somewhere else.”

Many shared the same thought as them. It didn't take a genius to cry and complain, then frame someone with blatant lies. Even if their lord wouldn't do much, they would still be able to leave enough impact for him to send them somewhere else.

The rumors would spread and then this stupid player would leave.

The worst soldiers were around age thirty, though. They never stopped talking, ”Here we are. Oh, look at that devil bitch. Isn't she too careless? The way she crosses her arms makes me believe she is deliberately spilling out her tits like that.”

”That's what I call a devil… Those bastards can modify their bodies, so she must have done too,” Another man in his thirties voiced his opinion out loud.

They were rude and sleazy, people that many would like to see getting slapped a few times.

Hearing them, Venomous didn't change her posture. She just looked at them with genuine disgust and a derisive smile that taunted them well.

'Did this lord send all the generations he has in his ranks?' Inwardly, Venomous asked herself as the soldiers ranged from young men to the old men who just kept their mouths shut.

If her guess was correct, then all of them hated players and Lord Fabian wanted to use Michu's innocence to change their views.

It was a good attempt as losing people would hurt him, but he also needed to work more with those players. A normal player wouldn't suffice, but the monkey and snake duo was just perfect.

”Stop that.” Michu finally spoke, his eyes on the people who were too rude. He went over them with his big eyes, then continued, ”Women are sensitive about these things and most don't like to hear about others commenting on their bodies. They would rather hear their beloved say it out, so keep your comments to yourself!”

”What the fuck are you talking about?”

”I see you guys have a good build! It's good to exercise! In the past, I used to mimic a lot of people I saw at the gym! It was pretty fun, haha!” Using the player's inventory, Michu took off his clothes.

He displayed his muscles, from top to bottom, leaving himself just in his briefs.

Next to him, Venomous' eyes looked from top to bottom with indifferent eyes, but a faint rose color crept onto her cheeks.

”I never talked with them because I had no money for a gym, but I hope we can exchange some pointers! Show me your bodies!” Michu smiled brightly as he knew he could tell it to them.

Why? Because they were so rude to Venomous he could just ask them to strip!

The middle-aged man laughed out loud, ”Brat with no hair on his chest wants to exchange some pointers? You aren't thick enough!” Surprisingly, the whole meeting turned out different than everyone imagined.

The middle-aged dude took off his clothes and exposed his hairy chest and stomach. He also had some leaving his pants…

”Jesus Christ...” Venomous quickly returned to look at Michu. It has to be said, but her blush returned.