《World of Six Civilizations》Chapter 26 - Embracing the Suffering
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"Gulag, quickly get that damn Ork silenced.
The Gulag watched in amazement at the changes in his body as the city lord raged over what he heard. A might flowed from his veins to his whole body, dried flesh, and bones filled with energy.
The Gulag fell hesitant after receiving the order, confident that if he hit Nafız while in this state, he would cause massive damage.
Why are you so angry now? I guess I knew it right, look at this! "
The next time Nafız spoke, the city lord's right-hand man had to make his move. With his feet light as a feather, he quickly came over Nafız and hit his fist. The old Gulag swung a few steps forward as the punch needed to find its target pierced through the air. When he whirled, he saw the female orc grinning at him.
After Nafız turned back to the city lord and signaled to shoot with his eyes now, the Gulag gave her a whopping punch. Nafız, who flew past Godfrey with the force of the blow, also slammed the thick velvet curtains and hit the opposite wall.
When the fluctuation of the burgundy curtains was over, the lord's mood was restored by the loudness of the sound. Unable to suppress his impatience, he called out to his right arm.
"Come here quickly, Gulag. I want to take the life of that big head myself!"
The skinny older man rushed over to his lord to apply the serum to Godfrey before the drug's effect faded, and he was exhausted. Unlike the previous expedition, the city lord had already slipped off his shirt and was waiting for him. Godfrey, who had the medicine he had been waiting for for years, quickly jumped from his throne after the injection.
He attacked Alyon, losing control to the point that he couldn't see his right arm that had collapsed to the ground behind him. Aiming at the orc's head with his tightly clasped right fist, Godfrey jumped and hit him.
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" Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!"
The throne room, which rang with moans every day, heard the scream of its owner for the first time. The city lord could not believe they were living; he could very clearly feel the power filling his body. Seeing his hand like this in the face of an orc while feeling like he could do anything was like a bad joke.
"It means this much even with medication, my little friend."
With a sharp motion, Alyon shattered the purple handcuffs. The Orc was like a moving mountain, slowly walking towards the city lord.
"Miloş! Damn it, help me. "
Shouting to the side of the curtain, Godfrey's hopeful gaze gave way to horror with the first head rolling in front of him. Having gathered in front of the severed heads of seven of his secret bodyguards, the city lord came to the point of losing consciousness.
"Guardian! Guardian!"
Calling the gate guard for help, Alyon's slap cut off Godfrey's voice. Alyon dropped the slap only because Godfrey's voice annoyed him, as the guard at the door was one of the Gulag's men. As the group entered, he was firmly ordered not to let anyone into the room no matter what.
Meanwhile, the thick velvet curtain waved once more; this time, the arrivals were Nafız and someone he dragged unconsciously. This mercenary, named Miloş, served as the head of the city lord's secret personal bodyguards. Seeing that Nafız did not kill the strongest of the eight bodyguards they had sensed, Alyon spoke with scratching his head.
"Nafız, once you start cutting, you wouldn't miss any tall grass. This friend's luck must be excellent."
Nafız hurled Miloş over the two people lying on the ground, turned to the Gulag, and spoke.
"First, let's save this old man, then I am thinking of sharing the plan in my mind with you."
Nafız, walking to the older man, took out a mash-shaped pinch of medicine from his ring. A hundred breaths after Nafız had gently plugged the medication into the mouth of the Gulag, and the older man began to open his eyes slowly. His face was white and his pulse very low, as his poor body suffered some of the side effects of the potency drug he had taken.
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"Gulag, get some rest now we have enough time."
When Alyon spoke, pointing to the unconscious city lord, the worried glances from the older man's eyes disappeared.
You knew about these people when you told Godfrey to give the potion of power first, right? "
After the older man's words, Nafız mockingly wags his hair;
"Unlike his physical strength, he seems to have a sharp mind, old man. It took me some time to kill these guards hidden behind the curtain. I knew that idiot would attack Alyon with the effect of the drug. "
Nafız had made this plan to neutralize the guards when the city lord told the Gulag to try the potion. She instructed the older man to save time as she took the Gulag's fist on the purple cuffs and flew into the guards with momentum.
"Taking the potency drug first can make it easier for your serum to work. When you recover a little, inject your potion, and we will see what skill you have."
As soon as the Nafız completed her words, the Gulag hurriedly spoke.
"It is unclear when I will be right; please inject the serum immediately."
After reaching this point, the older man made an offer, afraid that everything would turn upside down for reasons unaccounted for. He handed Nafız the serum in the pocket of his robe and felt an arm lift him off the ground.
As he looked around to see what was happening, he heard Alyon's voice under his ear.
"You've been living with the dream of this moment for years, haven't you? Nobody can take this pleasure from you. "
Alyon, who carried the Gulag with the city lord, provided the appropriate environment for injecting the drug. The Gulag, injecting his serum into the city lord, was pouring all the pain he had accumulated on his shoulders over the years, like the water of a collapsed dam.
Feeling that the pain he hugged had begun to leave him, the Gulag put a rainbow-warm smile on his face when his crying was over. The current version of the throne room was reminiscent of a Renaissance painting. The older man is grinning, disregarding the missing teeth in his mouth, two orc warriors, the city lord lying on the ground, and seven cut heads.
"I wish you hit that a little slow. Her mouth and nose are displaced. It is not clear when he wakes up!"
As Nafız stared at the city lord's state, she fired up at Alyon in an angry tone.
"I tapped lightly. How could I know he was so flimsy?"
As the two argued passionately, Miloş began to recover. Sensing her prisoner awakening, Nafız turned around, and Miloş could not help but tremble with fear as if he had seen a demon.
"Now that our sleeping beauty wakes up, let's ask him a few questions instead of waiting in vain, right?
Miloş thought he was living the last moments of his life, while the female orc gave a murderous glance in contrast to his giggling voice. In these moments, when his fear of death clenched his heart, he shrieked aside his protection pride.
"Mighty warrior, I'll say whatever you want to know. I'll do whatever you wish to, please forgive me! "
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The sweetest of pleasures is hidden in pain.
Dostoevsky
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