After throwing the one-eyed man in the air with one blow, Zich stared forward. Other mercenaries were rushing towards him. They looked astounded that their leader had been blown away, but there was no hesitation in their movements. It was proof that they had a lot of experience. However, the difference between their skills and Zichâs skills wasnât something that could be compensated by experience.
âShould I let the others have them?â Zich thought of his disciples, but he quickly changed his mind. âDo I really have to give them up? I donât think these guys would give them much experience.â
Although the amount of the experience that his disciples had gained was less than what the mercenaries had, the quality and depth of their experience was incomparably higher. Thus, there was only one thing left to do.
âI should relieve my stress.â Zich had been stressed from recent events anyways, and this was an opportunity to let it out. Thus, after asking the rest of his companions to let him handle the situation, he stepped forward. The mercenaries approached him. While giving off a menacing stance, they didnât slow down. It seemed like they planned to beat Zich down with their weapons or stomp him with their horses.
âHow cute.â Zich lightly swung Windur.
Craaash!
The weapon and arm of the guy running in front of his group broke. Then, the man flew sideways and rolled onto the ground until his movements ceased. The now ownerless horse continued to run, and Zich twisted his body slightly to avoid it. Then, he swung Windur at the next mercenary.
Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!
A series of collisions rang, and one person was immobilized at each sound. The mercenariesâ arms and weapons were crushed as they rolled on the floor and lost consciousness. At this point, this was a phenomenon as natural as rain falling from the sky or leaves whistling from the winds. In an instant, dozens of mercenaries were rendered useless. The rest of the mercenaries turned their horses&rsquo back in shock and tried to escape. However, Zich didnât let them.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Loud eruptions continued to ring. Mercenaries flew off from their horsesâ backs. Even if they had lost their will to fight, Zich had no mercy. He crushed each of their weapons and arms without exception. Soon, all of them lay on the ground unconscious. In comparison, not a single horse was injured. Without their owners, they neighed and stood around not knowing what to do. Zich hung Windur on his back again and Lyla approached him.
âWhat are you going to do with those guys now?â
âI want to just leave them be, butâ¦â Zich clicked his tongue annoyedly and said, âSeeing how they act, itâs probably not their first time doing something like this. Since there are probably other victims, we should force information out of them.â
Hearing this, Lyla stared at him and smiled slightly.
âWhat are you looking at me like that for?â Zich asked.
âWell, I just thought you were really trying to play into your hero role. Before, you would have just killed or discarded them whether or not there were victims.â
Zich lifted his nose with a grunt, but he couldnât disagree with her. Lyla laughed as if she thought this was very funny.
âHans! Snoc!â At Zichâs call, both came rushing in. âBind those guysâ wounds and gather them in one place so that I can interrogate them.â
Hans and Snoc moved right away. With Zichâs command, the mercenaries were gathered in one corner. The difficult task was to close their wounds. Blood continued to flow out of their wounds, and it seemed like they would die from blood loss at this rate.
âI suppose we canât use potions, right, senior?â Snoc asked Hans.
âNo need to use potions on guys like them. We donât even have much supply left either,â Hans said and pulled out Estellade. Then, he sliced the wounded area. He did this because the menâs wounded areas were in a ragged state from Zichâs mana, and it was impossible to cure.
âKkuaaaah!â A mercenary woke up from the pain and screamed. However, Hans and Snoc ignored him.
âElena!â
âYes!â Elena came running with Hansâ call.
âBurn their wounds and block them.â
âI understand.â Elena would have scowled before when she had just left her house, but now, after she gained many experiences with Zichâs group, she could complete requests like this with no complaints.
âAh! Ah! Ahhhhh!â
Burning was one of the most painful experiences that a human could undergo, especially if the place that was burning was the area where their arm was severed. Of course, the men getting burned shrieked in pain, but no one in Zichâs group cared for their screams.
Zich approached the one-eyed man first. After his wound was cleanly burned, he had completely blacked out, but Zich had no intention of letting him go off easily. Zich knew that unlike the robed guys, the mercenaries would give him the information he needed with enough pain. Now, when Zich was about to ask the one-eyed man a question, he turned around and looked in the direction where the mercenaries had appeared.
âWhat is it?â Lyla asked.
âMore guys are coming again.â
âDo you think they are these guysâ companions?â
âI donât know, but it seems like they are Pialuâs troops.â
The one-eyed man felt relieved after hearing Zichâs words. It seemed like he could avoid torture for now. Of course, not everything was settled with the new troopsâ arrival. If the rest of Pialuâs army and âthat guyâ learned what he had been up to, he wouldnât be able to get off easy. Yet, the one-eyed man thought that was preferable to losing his life after getting tortured by the mysterious traveler in front of him. Whoever this new troop was, it was clear that they would try to interrogate the group of travelers for the city.
âI can at least buy some time. Then, I can figure out a way to get myself out of this situation in the meantime,â the one-eyed man thought as he glared at Zich. âIf I just get out of this mess, Iâll definitely kill him!â
The one-eyed man now knew very well that his opponent was unimaginably skilled, but it didnât matter. Regardless of how skilled his opponent was, it wasnât as if he couldnât be hurt or couldnât die. Even if his opponent was extremely skilled, there were still methods to kill him. In the past, he had also successfully killed opponents way more skilled than him in reality.
Of course, his methods would be considered underhanded and despicable, but what did it matter? The only thing that mattered in the end was winning. However, unfortunately for the one-eyed man, Zich was way crazier than he expected. Zich turned his gaze back towards the one-eyed man. The one-eyed man became instinctively nervous from his gaze, and his instincts were right on the mark.
Crunch!
âAghhhhhh!â
Zich lightly hit the manâs shin, and with a chilling sound, the one-eyed man let out a scream. Zich looked down at the man with a cold gaze. âHow many times did you do this crap?â
âUgh, uuuughâ¦â The man could not reply right away because of the pain.
Of course, Zich had no intention of understanding the manâs pain; instead, he stepped on the manâs arm, which had been torn apart in the cross-section.
âAghhhhhhhhhh!â This part of his arm was already in severe pain, so it didnât bode well for the man. Moreover, Zich seemed to have thought that he didnât do enough since he began moving his feet and further tore apart the manâs arm.
âKuahh! Ack! Kyackkk!â
âI asked you, how many times did you do this?â
The one-eyed man raised his head at Zichâs question. His body trembled like mad in pain. âI-if the forces from P-Pialu see thâ¦ackkkkkk!â
âThatâs not for you to worry. Just answer my question. How many times did you do this crap?â
While hearing Zichâs cold voice, the one-eyed man was finally able to make an accurate judgment of Zichâs character.
A crazy bastard.
If a new force was approaching them, an ordinary person would have shifted their attention towards the new force, especially if highly possible that the people approaching them were the one-eyed manâs comrades. However, Zich paid no attention to the people approaching him and focused only on torturing the one-eyed man. It was definitely not a decision that a sane person would make.
The one-eyed man suddenly became very scared. He thought that he could at least live while a new force approached them, but he realized that his neck could be cut off even before the new group arrived.
âFour, four times! It was four times!â In the end, the one-eyed man could not help but tell the truth.
âWhere did you drag the victims?â
âThereâs a mountain near the city, and inside it, thereâs a cave! I dragged them there!â The one-eyed man no longer had any courage to lie and obediently replied to Zichâs question. However, he was unable to immediately reply to Zichâs next question.
âIâm asking just in case, but where are the victims right now?â
ââ¦â
âWell, itâs fine.â Zich did not force out a reply this time. He had asked this just in case, and he could easily predict what had happened to the victims. âTheyâre all probably dead.â
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âStop!â A loud voice stopped them. The forces sent from Pialu had arrived; the one-eyed manâs face brightened up. He was going to be finally free from this horrific torture, but when he saw who it was, his face stiffened.
Zich also turned around towards the sound of the voice. âThose guys are also mercenaries.â
The new group that arrived didnât look much different from the one-eyed manâs group; they also might be the one-eyed manâs comrades. There seemed to be about forty of them, and there were more people than the one-eyed manâs group.
âHmm?â Zich tilted his head while scanning the new group of mercenaries. The person leading the new group of mercenaries looked familiar.
âThat person isâ¦â Zich was able to easily identify the person in front of him. âThatâs Zich Braveâs companion.â
Since the person looked exactly the same in Zichâs dream, it was not difficult to identify him. He was the only one of Zich Braveâs companions he hadnât met so far. The man that Zich called the Shy Giant was right in front of him. The giant man scanned the surroundings as if to gauge the situation. His gaze momentarily stopped on the fallen mercenaries and soon shifted towards Zich and the one-eyed man.
âDid your group do this?â
âWell, yeah.â The man spoke with heavy seriousness, but Zich replied carelessly.
The underlings behind the giant man began to stir up a commotion; they put their hands on their weapons and even looked as if they were going to immediately rush towards Zich. But the giant man raised his hand and stopped them.
Yet, the giant man also seemed to be extremely angry as his voice was extremely cold. âThese guys are my underlings. If you did this for no reason, I wonât stay still.â
Zich smirked, and the giant manâs mood seemed to worsen. âWhat are you laughing about?â
âNo, because itâs funny that youâre talking about a âreasonâ when your underlings are in this state. Of course, it might be because you are a cold and calm type of person, but after witnessing their actions, I canât help but think of another reason.â
Zich continued brazenly, âThese guys must be a pain in the ass for you too, right? Even while seeing this punk getting tortured with one arm cut off, you judged that this guy might be in the wrong.â
The giant man did not say anything. However, seeing that the mercenaries behind him scrunched up their faces, they seemed to agree with Zichâs words.
âWell, itâs fine. Rather than a fight, if you want a conversation, thereâs no reason for me to maintain my silence. While we were burying the dead bodies of those who were ambushed by the monsters on this road, these guys suddenly appeared and said we looked suspicious. They said it looked like we ambushed the merchants and were trying to destroy all evidence of our actions. They also said that they received the authority from Pialu to investigate any suspicious people nearby. So thatâs why Iâm going to ask, did you guys really receive such authority?â
Zich let out a whistle as he saw the giant manâs face clearly twist in anger.
âAs expected, itâs a lie.â