Chapter 53 : Chapter 53
Volume 1
Chapter 53 : The Advantage Is Mine!
“Huh?”
Muen froze, as if struck by lightning.
“Big brother... what did you say?”
“I said, I’m robbing you for your looks!”
As though afraid Muen had not heard him clearly, Scarface raised his voice even further, making the leaves in the surrounding trees rustle down from the branches.
Of course I know you said you are robbing me for my looks, but the problem is...
“I am a man!”
Muen slapped his chest anxiously.
“Big brother, look carefully. Do not let my outstanding beauty blind you. I am a man!”
“Yes, I saw that.”
Scarface’s gaze flicked down between Muen’s legs, then he gave him a wicked smile.
“That is exactly why I am robbing you for your looks. Otherwise, why do you not ask the little girl behind you whether I ever had any indecent thoughts about her body just now?”
“...”
Muen turned his neck stiffly.
The girl, who had looked fierce a moment ago, now seemed unable to decide what expression to make.
After hesitating for a while, she averted her eyes, unable to bear meeting Muen’s hopeful gaze.
Then she silently nodded.
Those bandits really had not looked at her lewdly even once.
“...”
At that sight, Muen felt something inside him crack with a sharp snap.
Help! There is a gay man here!
“Hmph. I suppose this is fate.”
Scarface’s rough old face flushed red, and with a wistful expression, he sank into deep recollection.
“Ever since I became a bandit, I dreamed that one day, out here in the lonely wilderness where I robbed travelers, I would meet a beautiful young man brave enough to release his true nature and show the world who he really was. Best of all, he would be a genuine pervert. Sadly, there are too few real men like that in this world. Men who strip away every disguise and embrace their true selves. I had almost given up. But then I met you!”
Scarface’s eyes filled with tears as he spoke with deep emotion,
“You dared face strangers and display yourself without the slightest shame. Truly, that is what a real pervert should be!
And so I knew. You are the one I have been waiting for all this time!”
Scarface stretched out a hand and declared in a ringing voice,
“So come with me! I will ride seven-colored clouds to marry you. Become my bandit bride!”
Muen: “...”
The girl: “...”
Bandit D: “Waaah... He works so hard robbing people to support the family, and he still never forgets to chase his dreams. The boss really is incredible. I’m so moved I could cry, waaah...”
“Hmph. Looks like you are shy.”
Looking at Muen, who had completely turned to stone, Scarface rubbed a finger under his nose and said smugly,
“It seems my charm has not diminished in the slightest.”
“...”
“Diminished my ass—”
After a brief silence, Muen suddenly exploded with a ferocious expression.
“Shadowstep!”
“Go die, you damn pervert!”
His figure instantly closed the distance, and Muen drove a beautiful uppercut straight into Scarface’s jaw.
Now that he had entered the second rank and possessed battle aura, Muen’s physical abilities were no longer what they used to be.
As a result, even though Scarface was several times larger than Muen, that single punch sent him flying more than ten meters. He even smashed through several trees as thick as bowls before finally stopping.
“Hm? Am I this strong?”
Even Muen was startled by his own explosive increase in strength, but his expression immediately turned arrogant. Planting his hands on his hips, he said,
“Now do you understand how strong I am, you damned pervert? You dare call me a pervert? You are a pervert! Your whole family is full of perverts!”
“Boss!”
Seeing Scarface get punched away, the younger bandits all rushed toward him in alarm.
“Cough, cough. I am fine.”
Scarface pushed away the anxious subordinates trying to help him up.
Rising to his feet on his own, he spat out a bloody tooth with a pfft, then grinned indifferently.
“As expected of my future bandit bride. You have spirit. But the wilder you are, the more excited I get, hahaha...”
“Damn it...”
A shiver of disgust ran through Muen.
How was it that he could casually run into this kind of freak wherever he went?
Just how much malice did heaven have toward him?
Could it not send a gentle, adorable beautiful girl down to him for once?
“Since my bride wants to play, then I shall play with you.”
Scarface burst into laughter and raised his broadsword.
Then... he slashed down violently.
From that far away?
Muen’s pupils shrank.
At the same time, alarm bells blared in his mind.
Without the slightest hesitation, he twisted his body and dodged sideways.
A slash mark several meters long and as wide as an arm appeared where Muen had been standing just moments ago.
The sight made every hair on his body stand on end.
That was... sword aura?
No. It was a battle aura released outward.
The other party was also a second-rank warrior, and at the very least in the middle or late stage of the second rank!
Damn it, if you are this strong, why are you a bandit?
Would not doing almost anything else be better than this?
“Hahaha, I already told you. I became a bandit so I could wait for the lover of my dreams!”
Scarface roared with laughter, leaping up like a gigantic bear before crashing down at Muen.
“And look, I found him, didn’t I?”
“I told you to stay the hell away from me, you damned pervert! I only like cute young ladies!”
“Shadowstep!”
Muen used Shadowstep again to avoid Scarface’s attack.
But he knew this could not go on.
Even after reaching the second rank, while Shadowstep’s side effects had lessened considerably, it was absolutely impossible for him to keep using it forever.
And in a contest of stamina, he probably could not outlast this bandit chief, who was built like a savage bear.
Once his strength ran out, he would be left completely at Scarface’s mercy.
And then...
“Wife... just give in to me...”
“Hehe, you have nowhere left to run.”
“Go ahead and scream. Even if you scream your throat raw, it will be useless.”
“So, will you wear this black silk outfit, or this bunny girl outfit? I like either one.”
Aaaah!
Why am I imagining that scene?!
Is that not literally a painting from hell?
No, no, no, get out of my head already!
“No.”
Muen’s eyes turned incomparably resolute.
“Even if I die, I cannot lose!”
Second-rank early stage against second-rank late stage.
Bare hands against a broadsword.
The advantage is mine!
“Hand it over!”
But Muen also knew that forcing things head-on would definitely not work.
So he directly used Shadowstep to flash in front of one of the bandits who had been watching the show, knocked him flat with one punch, and snatched away the broadsword in his hand.
Now that he had a weapon, his heart finally settled down...
Yeah, right.
I have never used a broadsword before! How do you even use one?
Can somebody teach me?
Coach, I want to learn how to wield a broadsword!
Naturally, Scarface was not about to give Muen any chance to get used to the weapon.
The instant Muen let out that inner wail, Scarface closed in on him again and attacked in the most straightforward way possible—
A slash.
But this time, a terrifying suction suddenly came from the broadsword in Scarface’s hand.
It was as though Muen had been caught and pulled in, and he failed to use Shadowstep immediately.
This is bad.
This was...
A martial skill!
Muen’s eyes flew wide open, and a wave of regret surged through him.
After reaching the second rank and being able to use Shadowstep with almost no cooldown, it seemed... he had grown careless.
How had he not thought of it?
If he could use martial skills, then of course other people could as well!
“Damn it!”
Muen gritted his teeth.
Left with no other choice, he could only raise the broadsword in his hands and barely meet Scarface’s strike head-on.
But with his thinner arms and slimmer build, how could he possibly outmatch Scarface, whose face was full of thick muscle?
My life is over!
Muen Campbell.
It was as though he saw his miserable ending once again.