Chapter 94: Terrible Master
Thud!
Ronan’s body landed on the ground, his eyes blinking as he tried to recover. For a moment, his mind was blank. All he could look at was the beautiful blue sky as his heart beat accelerated.
Did he really lose?
Of course, there were a lot of abilities that Ronan didn’t use, so he didn’t fully give it his all, but the same went for Hesa.
No... he shouldn’t be thinking about that.
The main issue was that he couldn’t fight. He had been using his overwhelming strength then, which was why he could kill the Orcs, but once he met someone as strong as him, he actually lost.
Ronan stood up as he wiped his bloody nose, then looked at Hesa, who gave him a stern look before smiling and turning around, joining the soldiers.
The general chuckled as the commanders also laughed, with everyone returning to the base as Yen helped Ronan up.
"Thanks," Ronan muttered as Yen laughed slightly.
"Why are you laughing?" Ronan couldn’t help but ask.
"Ah... it’s just that your nose is weirdly shaped. You are cute, Master," Yen spoke as she laughed once more, causing Ronan to grit his teeth.
Damn, did Hesa have to hit that hard?
Could it be she was using this opportunity to take her revenge? She still hadn’t let go of her grudge? Argh, women...
"Let me help you fix it," Yen suggested as she moved her hands, and then...
Crack!
"Aaaah, Yen!" Ronan groaned through the pain, tears almost falling down.
Fuck, he missed being a normal Ghoul who couldn’t feel any pain. It seemed that as he developed pain receptors, painful "accidents" kept happening to him.
This was unfair.
"What, Master...? I was just helping," Yen said with a lowered voice.
Helping my ass. Ronan rolled his eyes, but it seemed like his nose was back to normal.
So, with Yen supporting him, he returned to the base.
Although there wouldn’t be a war for the next few days, the soldiers couldn’t relax as they began arranging their armor.
Although one good thing was that the rations had improved considerably, so the soldiers were thankful to Ronan. If not for him, this might not have actually happened. For that, they were grateful.
The day went by as Ronan couldn’t sleep. His mind never left the battle that happened during the day. How Hesa moved... it seemed like she was utilizing all her muscles, all her fibers, all her bones.
Everything worked together to deliver that exact force she needed.
She didn’t need to think of it or operate it. Her body seemed to move on its own.
Was that something Ronan could actually learn to do?
No, that was related to her trait. Ronan’s heart felt heavy.
But just then, he felt a soft, large thing touch him as Ronan looked to his left, then his expression changed.
Hesa... this was a bad sleeping position.
Why is your ass touching me? Are you tempting me? Or making a joke of me for losing to you?
Ahhhh, Hesa...
Ronan gritted his teeth, but before he could think much, he felt another soft thing wrapped around his right arm.
At one point, Yen had grabbed his hand and put it in between her chest.
Fuck, was he not going to sleep again tonight?
"What have I done to deserve this? Is it a crime to be too handsome?" Ronan lamented as small Ghoul tears fell from his eyes.
Tonight was full of both pain and joy.
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Morning came as the girls woke up to not seeing Ronan around.
He actually woke up before them.
"Do you know where Master is?" Yen asked as Hesa shook her head.
"No. I don’t. Also, can you stop calling him Master? You are not his slave or something, you know," Hesa spoke as Yen pouted.
"Heh... actually, we are his Blood Servants."
Hesa: >.<
The two girls tied their hair into a ponytail. Anyways, the two girls looked average, or let’s say Eve and Joy were average-looking. Plus, their shapes weren’t the best, so they didn’t get any looks from the soldiers on the base.
It could also be their strength that contributed to this, but for the first time, they felt what it meant to be treated... normally.
They were grateful for this and felt free. The two had their beauty get in the way of their normal life.
People judged their looks first before even knowing them. They were like some sort of trophy, but well, Ronan didn’t see them that way...
That bastard just wanted Blood Servants to do his work.
Hesa and Yen tied up their hair as they left their tent in search of Ronan, but they didn’t have to look far.
Thud!
A body fell face-first at their feet as Hesa and Yen’s faces twitched.
Ronan stood up as he opened his mouth, spitting out the sand he had swallowed.
As it turns out, strength aside, he was really nothing. At first, he thought perhaps Hesa was just a genius in battle. If he fought other people, he would perform better... right?
Heck, now, with their realms put away, the weakest soldier could put him on the ground within three moves.
"Hey, girls... how are ya?" Ronan asked with a sheepish smile as Hesa rolled her eyes.
"What a disgrace. Yen, let’s leave." Hesa dragged Yen away, who gave Ronan a worried look and an apologetic bow.
Ronan sighed. What kind of man was he? He was beaten in front of his woman.
Damn it, Ronan turned around and entered the training ground with the soldiers.
It was just built this morning. Seeing that the soldiers were bored and had nothing to do since there was no war, the commanders allowed it. Ronan worked with some soldiers to build some rings around, and now he was testing it while getting his butt kicked.
No, Ronan didn’t believe he couldn’t learn quickly.
"Again," Ronan spoke as the soldiers exchanged glances with a smile as another stepped into the ring.
"Start," one of them said as Ronan instantly attacked, throwing a punch only...
Boom!
Ronan’s cheek hit the soil as his hand was twisted around his back. He was already on the ground before he knew it.
"Sigh... I am really terrible," Ronan couldn’t help but say.
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