Shut Up: You, Nymphomaniac Evil Sword Chapter 118
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Laurel was sitting on the ground and gasping after the battle, the rest were also not in any good condition except one man Dror.
Ronin was in the worst state his left hand became black, he was poisoned severely during the fight.
Even Though he tried to push the poison out using his warrior essence it was not working well, the poison kept spreading slowly.
Dror went to him and casted a special wood element healing technique, green coloured warrior essence seeped out of his hand and entered Ronin's and it started pushing out the poison.
Everyone else was surprised for the second time.
At the same time one of the rebel soldiers was already inspecting the bald man's body for any storage item that might contain the antidote.
Even though the snake anthropomorph was not afraid of its own poison, if some of their friends or allies were to get affected somehow they needed it.
Soon the soldier came up with a bangle along with the things that the bald guy discarded before transforming into a huge snake.
One of the soldiers who was also experienced in the medical field found the antidote inside the bangle and spread it among the poisoned.
Usually the antidote would take around 1 to 2 hours before completely taking effect, but with the help of Dror's healing the time was reduced to 15 minutes.
This was a boon as they were pressed for time, they needed to rescue the children and launch the next attack before anyone detected anything.
The mission shouldn't have been this hard but they only had three mid level true warriors fighting against a peak level true warrior.
At the same time Dror had tried to keep a low profile throughout the battle, he didn't want to reveal his trump cards so easily.
For the time being rebels were his allies and he should be trusting them, but he knew that any information relating to him won't just remain with the rebels but it would probably also end up with Alliance government and other enemies and he didn't trust every one in the rebel force either.
Dror heard a voice in his head " pfft...your act of remaining in sheep clothing didn't succeed completely and I missed an opportunity to earn some crystals , what a waste…"
" shut up Nympho, you are only interested in scamming money out of me.."
Even Though Dror and the Evil sword had become something like friends, but the Evil sword would only work like a mercenary " no pay no work..".
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After everyone recovered, everything was dealt with quickly. The children were brought to the trucks which were already standing by in front of the warehouse.
No more unforeseen circumstances appeared and the first part of the mission was a complete success.
The next part was the more complicated one as this involved two warriors at the True warrior realm who they knew of.
Even the smallest commotion in such a crowded area would attract a lot of attention so they had to complete the mission through assassinations.
When Dror and the rest regrouped before the brothel it was way past midnight and this time the number of people making their move were above 20, as they wanted to be swift and precise.
Dror had also borrowed one of the ninja dresses from the rebel soldiers and appeared to be one of them, only Laurel and Ronin stood apart in their normal dress.
All of the rest were having the same thought.
" This guy is trying the sheep pretending again… such a sneaky bastard."
All the people who were part of the first mission knew very well that, Dror never used any of his trump card moves in the previous battle, but since the mission was completed without any causality no one could complain out loud, more than that this guy was never a part of their team to begin with, it was more like he had volunteered to help.
When the time was right the whole team moved swiftly.
The security guards outside saw a guy in weird attire walking towards them, but instead of being more vigilant the security guards had greed in their eyes.
This guy was clearly new to the place and without any recommendation that means they can extort some money from him.
The guard spoke with a stern face.
" Only members are allowed inside.."
But the person in front of them didn't have any sort of reaction, then he disappeared from their view and they felt a sudden chill behind their heads and lost consciousness.
The person in black didn't stop there but started going through their dress and took both their wallet.
" You had the gall to extract money from me yesterday…"
Of course the person in black was Dror, the miser inside him never forgot how the guards extorted money from him. The burly supervisor who was resting in his own room had a cold sweat for some reason.
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A little while back when the team was going to make their move Dror had enthusiastically volunteered to make the first move.
Everyone else had a doubtful expression, why was the sheep pretender making the first move? This was not normal, they thought " did this guy have a change of heart, after seeing the feeble children.. did his sense of justice awaken or something to rush into the enemy territory valiantly.."
But what they saw next made them drop their jaws, this person knocked out the two guards stole their wallets and stood before the door with a harmless smile waiting for the others to enter the door first .
" sense of justice my ass… he is just a petty thief, or maybe he is a little psycho with some weird hobbies"
With Lisa and some of her subordinates acting from the inside and the assassination team from outside Both the securities and surveillance measures were dealt with swiftly.
The team didn't start an indiscriminate massacre, knocking down most of the unacquainted people unconscious with certain drugs.
The brothel wasn't a small place but a very large building with 10 floors and a hidden underground floor.
Dror was in the underground floor as the person he was searching for was also here.
The underground floor acted like a prison where they tried to tame the girls who didn't agree with the brothel's ways.
The pig head was standing before a prison cell and inside it was the dog head shaje's wife and daughter, the dog headed women had a clear slap mark on her face and she held her daughter tightly while crying.
The pig head was smirking at her with a face that showed ' told you so '.
But all of a sudden the pig head aziz had cold sweat trickling down his spine, he felt like he had been locked on by a high class predator.
Even Though nothing more than a filth aziz had spent a lot of time in the wild forest to entertain a lot of the rich young master's and has acted as their guide.
He was quick to react and a blood feather appeared in his hand, but before he could utilize the red feather the hand holding it was cut off.
The pig head wanted to scream in agony but someone appeared before him and landed a heavy strike on his neck which stole his voice.
When the pig head wanted to launch an attack with his prosthetic arm it was stopped easily by the assaulter and then the assaulter tore apart his metal arm.
Then the assaulter lifted the pig head up by his big throat, which was being squashed under the tight grip.
Tears ran from the pig's face and it showed a wronged expression. Dror knew what he wanted to ask.
" Who are you , what enmity do we have with each other…"
Dror slowly removed his ninja mask to reveal his smiling face and the pig head aziz had nothing but despair and regrets in his heart.
Dror had a simple policy he didn't bother others so it would be best if others didn't bother him, he could even forgive people who bothered him with ample reason.
But he hated people who bothered him without any reason and he would never show any mercy to people who attacked him viciously without any reason.
Dror channeled his earth essence into aziz's body as the pig head struggled, then the pig head aziz's struggle became fierce as blood started leaking out of all his orifices and stone spikes started poking out of his whole body. Even through his head, aziz started foaming blood and died suffering immense pain.
This was a new interrogation technique that Dror had learned from Earnest's memories. Earnest didn't practice it much as he didn't have much use for it , but Dror thought that this could come in handy for him and Pig head aziz was his first guinea pig.
Dror was thinking while scratching his head " I didn't use it correctly, he died too fast… next time I will use It more slowly, only then can I interrogate someone, hmm… find filth's like him would be difficult hah.. wait that mike lomba is still there…"
If the pig head had heard this he would have died of anger a second time.
Dror walked away from here as Maya appeared out of thin air and coiled around his arm, none of the people in the cells had noticed anything because Maya had already casted her illusion and put everyone else into sleep.
If any of the girls in here noticed how Dror had killed the pig head, it would be a wonder if they didn't scream out their lungs.
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