《Kindred》Chapter 28 - Miss... Could You Smile, Please?
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"How dare you attack this King's wife's carriage!" Prince Si shouts right after leaving the carriage.
Who's your wife! I retort in my mind while peeking through the window.
"Latifa, you shouldn't watch." Miss tells me.
"Awu!" No! I must watch...
The first time, I vomited.
The second time, I closed my eye and pretended that I'm a tree.
If I don't get used to this, how am I supposed to protect you, Miss?
"Alright... If you can't take it anymore, you can hide inside my robes, how about it?" Miss says in a somewhat funny tone.
I nod unconsciously.
"Score!" Miss shouts in an excited tone.
Hmm? Skoru? What does that mean? Miss should stop saying such weird words.
A burly man in rugged clothes pushes through the men before him and yells at Prince Si.
"We are the White Bandanas, leave your treasures and women behind and you may escape with your life!"
""Hahaha!"" The bandits start laughing.
"Hmph. Leave behind your arms and I may not separate your heads from your necks." Prince Si says coldly.
"You! Not recognizing Mt. Tai when it stands before you!" The bandit leader shouts angrily.
"White Bandanas! Raise your weapons! Slay the men! Steal the riches! Rape the women! Attack!" He shouts while taking a big ax off his back.
""Oooo!"" Around 30 bandits start running towards the carriage while screaming and shouting vulgar things.
I do not understand half of the things they are saying.
I will be the first one to enjoy that milf driving the carriage?
I'm taking the loli inside the carriage?
Then, leave that pettanko next to the milf for me! I bet she is still a virgin? Hyahaha?
Bandits sure say weird things... Sniff, sniff. What's this smell?
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I turn around.
"Awu! Awu!" Miss, you are burning the carriage! Stop it!
Eeeei, what to do? Sand?
Sand! Sand! Come ouuuut~
......
... Nothing?
Sandy you are hungry, right? How about eating these flames?
......
... Nothing again?
Elder Sister Sand... Please come out and help your Little Sister out.
Pfuuu!
Sand suddenly gushes out from the ring and suppresses the black flames.
... Elder Sister Sand, you are so strong and beautiful! Little Sister Latifa is touched by your generosity and strength!
The Sand sways around and coils around my left pinky as if it was happy with my flattering.
"No! Noo! Help me! Help meee!" I hear dreadful calling for help from outside.
I lift the curtain and peek out.
One of the men is frozen up to his neck while the other men look at him in confusion.
"Now, who's next? Know that my offer still stands!" Prince Si says arrogantly.
"Don't make fun of us! You think your cultivation is enough against all of us? Men, don't be afraid, he's just a Martial Master, recall how many Martial Masters we have taken care of before!" The burly man, leader of White Bandanas, shouts.
"Is that so?" Prince Si says.
I can't see his expression from behind, but for some reason, I imagine him smiling like a devil in my mind.
But... I bet it's not as scary as Miss's.
Miss... Could you smile, please?
Rather, could you stop looking like you are going to end the world?
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