One step, two steps, three steps...

The small boy with a big, big knife came out of the house without an ounce of hesitation or worry, even though the scene playing out right outside wasn't something that could be called peaceful...

"Huh...? Ah, right, it's the new kid they've brought... Pineapple, grab him too."

A tall bald man with a scar across his face waved his hand dismissively while holding the limp Luke like a sack of potatoes while talking to a slightly dumb-looking burly man holding a wooden staff above the body of the unconscious Papaya sprawled at his feet.

"And stop feeling this one up Grape, we are selling them, don't undercut the merch's price."

The man with a scar added, glancing with annoyance at the creepy-looking sleazy guy using a physical enhancement skill to hold down the struggling Mia.

|Human trafficking? What does this game doesn't have?|

Zombie scoffed internally while carefully observing the trio.

|Human nature, in the Envys territory it's way easier to get away with such things than anywhere else since the ruling family themselves regularly kidnaps the elves, remember?|

Patience responded and sounded as if they were rolling their eyes.

|Sure, sure... Well. How about those three? Will their deaths be a problem for our plan?|

Zombie thought to himself as he limped towards the burly Pineapple who smirked confidently looking at him.

"Kid, drop that knife before you hurt yourself."

The man laughed mockingly and waved his staff in front of the boy's face so that its end almost grazed the child's nose.

|So?|

Zombie asked, glaring at the burly man with disgust.

|I need to double-check every piece of information I have, alright? Although the names of the two of them surely give no reason to be worried.|

Patience mumbled hurriedly as if they really were working hard to be extra certain about the matter.

"HEY! Are you deaf?! I told you to drop it!"

Pineapple roared, trying to scare the child, but the indifferent boy didn't even flinch.

|Then, as long as I don't kill the bald one until we know his name, I can kill the others?|

Similarly, as Patience wanted to double-check their information, Zombie wasn't going to risk locking out some important events in the future just because he couldn't control his murderous urges.

"Fucking brat! Don't you know who we are?!"

Pineapple had it enough with the complete lack of reaction and swung his staff right at the boy – not using a skill, but otherwise not holding anything back.

*THWACK*

The wooden weapon ended up slamming across the child's face and forcing him to move his head back.

"What the...?!"

Pineapple gasped, taken aback by the resistance that his staff encountered in the form of the three-year-old boy.

Although blunt, the weapon did cut through Zombie's face and his red blood was slowly dripping down as he patiently waited for the answer from the being sealed inside of him.

|Kill away.|

"Khahaha..."

The moment that Patience gave their approval, the wounded boy's face lighted up with an elated smile – and even a creepy mocking laugh escaped his mouth, spewing blood that gathered on his lips.

"!!!!"

The burly ruffian flinched and backed off, instinctively raising his hand to attack, and this time his weapon and body both shone with the light of skils...

...but so did Zombie's body and knife...

*SMASH*

*SNAP*

"AUGH!"

With a single well-aimed kick at the opponent's shin, Zombie managed to throw Pineapple off balance, and when the burly man began falling forward with a pained scream, the little boy raised his weapon, that when compared to his size could be mistaken for a short one-handed sword...

*SHING*

*thump*

*thump*

With a single fluid motion, the boy took a step to the side while cleanly cutting off the ruffian's head that proceeded to lob in the air and fall onto the ground right after the trembling body that - as if it was a chicken – had a hard time comprehending that it was already dead.

/Low-level player defeated

You receive EXP

"Ahh..."

Zombie smiled adorably while looking at the message that popped up in front of his eyes.

"Khahaha! Weak! So weak! So useless! You're big as a troll but you give less EXP than a goblin! Khahahaha!"

"!!!!!!!!!"

The boy laughed, lightly jumping around as if his limping from before was just a diversion – although the fresh bandages around his legs were already getting stained from the fresh blood from the irritated wounds.

"THOSE FUCKERS! THAT'S NOT A KID AT ALL! THEY GOT SOME DWARF OR OTHER SHIT TO GET RID OF US! IT'S A TRAP!"

The bald man with a scar turned out to be a lot less intimidating than his outwards appearance would suggest and started running without even trying to pull out the heavy dagger from the sheath on his waist, he even dropped the other boy, Luke, just to escape faster.

"Wha...?! Mango?!"

The sleazy man holding the dark-skinned girl flinched and called after his leader in utter confusion.

*SLASH*

"Urghghgh...!"

..and that's why Grape didn't even notice the small boy with his legs glowing from the skills running at him, and slitting his throat wide open with the glowing knife so effortlessly as if it was just an afterthought, before passing him and chasing after the bald man...

"...!"

The sleazy man's head nearly fell off, held only by a sliver of muscles and bone – the only other person more confused about what was happening was the suddenly freed Mia, who jumped away as soon as she felt the man's grip getting weaker.

"!!!!!"

But that also allowed her to witness even more violence.

/Low-level player defeated

You receive EXP

Zombie completely disregarded the message that popped up again, and fully focused on the man in front of him.

The bald scarred guy's body was glowing with white light, so he was using some sort of skill to boost his speed, if he and his companions had a chance to attack a day earlier, that would allow him to escape.

|So his name is Mango...|

|Do whatever you want.|

But unluckily for him, Zombie of today had something that the Zombie of yesterday didn't...

*boom*

With a small explosion – only an echo of the tremendous sound that it would cause during his first playthrough – newly acquired continuous strong kicks propelled him forward with an amazing speed.

"Eat this!"

As if the escaping man was waiting for just that moment, he took out and threw the heavy dagger right at the boy.

"...?"

If Zombie was using charge or sprint, he would be in trouble with the difficulty of changing the direction.

But he was using his own method and whirled himself around the dagger flying dagger before kicking the ground even harder and picking up enough speed to overtake his target.

After that, it was completely one-sided...

*shing* *shing* *shing* *shing* *shing* *shing*

The blade storm skill was used immediately – the bald man had no chance to dodge at all...

/Low-level player defeated

You receive EXP

*thump* *thump* *thump* *thump* *thump* *thump*

The third message popped up for Zombie before the cut-off limbs managed to fully separate with the body of the ruffian's leader.

But once they did, it hit against the ground and bounced in every direction spewing blood like some failed gory fireworks.

/proficiency level reached

skills level up

strong kick (level 1) >>> strong kick (level 3)

Blade storm (level 2)

|While they don't give as much EXP as monsters, fighting with living sure helps level up the skills.|

Zombie smirked with satisfaction before walking to the torso of the ruffian's leader and searching through his pockets without any shame.

|I think that has more to do with experiencing the danger of the fight with an equally smart opponent than it has to do with some hidden quality of the members of the intelligent races...|

Patience pointed out a bit hesitantly.

|Relax, I promise that I won't try to integrate hunting down the living into my training regime.|

Zombie snorted internally and shook his head.

|...whew.. you got me worried there for a second... Now, let's think about how to use this situation to our advantage.|

Patience breathed out in relief and went on to another subject.