Chapter 10: Hmph! Foolish humans

  "I want to too! Emily, I want to too." Aruba explained, but his voice grew smaller: "But I don't know how to farm, you've always been the one doing the household chores. I don't know how to do farm work, I only know how to kill monsters. Maybe just like you said, my brain is blocked by muscles."

  "I'm sorry, brother." Emily looked at the dejected Aruba and stood up to apologize: "My words were too harsh. You are a warrior without cause, you shouldn't be doing farm work, defending the village is what you're good at."

  Mo Yan looked at the brother and sister who had just been quarreling, now comforting each other, and felt a little moved in his heart. Maybe... he really should get some popcorn, otherwise it would feel like something was missing from the show.

  While Aruba and Emily were performing a family drama, the Salt warriors imprisoned in the cave not far away were secretly planning to escape. No one would be willing to be imprisoned, let alone by the most hated monster of the Salt people, a Minotaur locked in a leaky and simple cage.

  Three days of hard labor had left the Salt Warriors exhausted. Being watched over by a group of weak Goblins, working in the fields was an insult to the Salt Warriors! And now, this group of Salt Warriors who could no longer bear this humiliating prisoner life had finally made up their minds to escape!

  "I've figured it out." A Sault warrior glared at the cave, where Emily and her brother were comforting each other, gritting his teeth as he said: "Aruba has been completely enthralled by that monster's mind control, and even Emily has been acting strange lately. They have betrayed the village. We came to rescue him, it was a complete mistake."

  "I won't let you say that about Aruba!" Luku grabbed the Salt warrior's collar in the cell, growling in a low voice: "Aruba is a useless warrior, he has killed more demons with his own hands than you have seen!"

  "How do you explain what they're doing now?" The warrior pushed Ruk aside with a force, adjusting his collar and said: "You and he grew up together since childhood? Then why is Aruba that guy chatting with his demon friend in the warm cave, while you can only stay in this dirty cage?"

  As for the warrior's accusations, Ruk had nothing to say. Because what the warrior said was all true, and even Ruk himself had some doubts about Aruba at first. But in the following days, working with Aruba, Ruk got his thoughts from him.

  And he understood that if this thing were to succeed, the returns would be great. The returns were so great that they could ignore the fact that the cow-headed man was a demon. Forming an alliance with the strange cow-headed man in front of him would bring many benefits to the village, no longer worrying about the invasion of demons, and gaining more iron products, weapons, and armor, safely obtaining wood and other things. Ruk felt Aruba's struggle in his heart, as well as his apology towards him.

  But Luke couldn't stop these fleeing warriors either, because most people here were the same as the warrior's thoughts just now. They had completely lost hope for Aruba, who was colluding with the demons. And Luke didn't want to stop these fleeing warriors either, his warrior's heart couldn't bear such humiliation.

  "I just want to say two things. First, Aruba is a truly fearless warrior. Second, he..." Ruk was explaining to the people around him, but when he was about to make his second point, he suddenly found that there was an eerie silence in the cage. When Ruk turned back, he found that Mo Yan had somehow appeared outside, his massive body and eyes that glowed slightly in the night making him look terrifying.

  Although the Sault warriors were accustomed to these demonic images, Mo Yan looked different, and these futile Sault warriors also felt a chill in their hearts. The ravens in the cage were silent.

  "Why don't you say anything?" Mo Yan smiled, revealing his snow-white teeth. On those gleaming cold teeth, there were even remnants of the venison threads from dinner.

  "There's nothing much to talk about with monsters." Ruk fell silent for a moment before responding to Mo Yan. He didn't think there was anything good to discuss with the monster in front of him.

  "Haha……" Mo Yan looked at the silent crowd in the cage and burst out laughing, saying: "It seems that some good babies miss their homes, aren't you all fond of saying that Sartre warriors are fearless? What's wrong? After tasting a bit of bitterness, do you want to go home and find your mom?"

  "Sart people are fearless!" A burly man with a rolled-up sleeve, waved his fist at Mo Yan who spoke out of turn.

  "We can't take such insults! We are warriors, we're not slaves!" said a young man who looked somewhat immature but was actually the most bloodthirsty.

  "If we're going to die, let's die. After death, we'll enter the Temple of Ares." Ruk was enraged by Mo Yan's insult and shouted loudly: "We'd rather die on the battlefield, for the God of War loves senseless bravery."

  "Nothing, Mo Yan, they're just exhausted..." Aruba heard the angry roars of the Sart warriors outside the cave and hastily ran out to persuade Mo Yan, "Let me talk to them, it'll be fine by tomorrow."

  "Let me handle this." Mo Yan gently pushed Aruba, who was blocking his way, to the side and said: "Don't worry, I won't hurt these spoiled brats who can't take a beating."

  "Alright..." Aruba looked at Mo Yan, then at the Sartre warrior who was insulting Mo Yan, and finally chose to let Mo Yan handle the situation in front of him.

  "Listen up! You bunch of cowards!" A thunderous roar burst forth from Mo Yan's mouth, the sound waves vibrating through the air to the point where one could see ripples.

  The Sault warriors were stunned by the loud roar, one by one they fell down in the cage. Rook fell down and tried to get up but fell again, if someone hadn't cushioned his fall, he would have cracked his skull open. Now his head felt like a hundred clowns drumming, making it impossible for him to stand steady.

  "You say you are a group of warriors, brave enough to fight monsters." Mo Yan waited for the group of Salter warriors to clear their heads before he began his speech: "But in my eyes, you're just a group of babies who haven't even weaned off milk! You're weak, foolish and have low endurance. Why should I let you do anything? Why should I lock you all up?"

  Because of your foolishness, you will throw away your own lives. You cannot endure the hardships and difficulties, once you can't eat meat or drink wine, you will want to go home! Is flipping a small piece of land really considered hard work? Emily told me that she alone can handle the household chores for a plot of land twice as large as what you are doing now!

  She's just a woman, and you bunch of warriors who think you're invincible, aren't even as good as her! Now... I open the door to your cage, those who want to leave can leave. Tell the people in your village, tell your families. You fled back because you couldn't take the hardship.

  "Just like a deserter on the battlefield, you fled in cowardice from here, unable to accomplish what even Emily can do."

  Mo Yan finished speaking, opened the door of the cage, and ordered No. 1 to let those who wanted to leave go. Then he himself walked into the cave, leaving behind only Aruba and the silent Sartrean warriors. In the end, no one left; they found their own places in the cage, sat on the ground, and thought carefully about Mo Yan's words.

  "You've fooled all those muscle-brained people." Emily looked at Mo Yan walking into the cave and said with a smile, "Such a stupid lie, only they would believe it."

  "In fact, those words weren't mine." Mo Yan said indifferently: "That was what an instructor at a training camp in Moscow told me when I was kidnapped by a group of people claiming to be from the XX organization. The environment back then was similar to now, and even though I knew it was a lie, I felt that if I really left, I would have been a coward. Sometimes men are actually very simple."

  "What's Moscow? I've never heard of it, Eran doesn't have a place like that." Emily showed interest in the geographical name in Mo Yan's words and said: "And you're not a man, but an ox-headed man! A demon!"

  "It's all in the past." Mo Yan picked up the horn cup and drank from it, saying with a hint of bitterness: "I thought we were already friends. I didn't expect you to still be mindful of my identity."

  "I never make friends with monsters." Emily continued to sew the boot in her hand, "At least not with a monster that plays with people's hearts!"

  "Whatever." Mo Yan raised his glass towards Emily and said: "To those lies in life!"

  Not far away, Lilith looked in the direction of the roar that had just come and smiled as she tidied up Vivian's hair: "Vivian, found it. The first big fool..."

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