The Human and Beastmen continents are considered as the weakest of civilizations, and are colonized by various other races. The Dragons, Devils and Giants heavily depend on the agricultural produce by the humans and the 'furry' men. A surprising thing is that even the beastmen have some colonies in the human lands, which signifies how poor the humans are in terms of natural talent. Their weaker bodies and their even weaker vitality have pushed them on the brink of extinction.

The only reason their civilization still remains is because of their adaptive abilities and their strong willpower.

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Ancient Gold City, Makara Dynasty, Human Continent.

Ananya held the heavy iron sword in her hand as she got into a defensive position according to the Vindhya Sword Art. The sword covered her chest, and her feet were placed such that she would be able to quickly change from defensive to offensive.

She wasn't ignorant to intimate actions, after all previously she was married to the three burly men of the Faltu Clan, and she had to sleep with one of them every night. But she was no longer the weak girl who was sold by her parents for some little money, so when a beast-man forced her to stay by calling her a 'suspicious individual' and tried to 'interrogate' her by squeezing her butt, she slashed his hand and gave him a signal to stay away from her.

The other beastmen guards quickly surrounded her and pulled out their weapons. The had the same daggers which started vibrating and sent out a small screeching sound. At the same time, someone quickly entered the circle and stood near the girl.

"You aren't hurt, right ?" Sura swiftly glanced through her body and assured that she was alright.

"I'm okay." she softly said.

'I've created trouble for him', she thought.

"My dear officer, it looks like we have a misunderstanding ! Actually, my wife is a little weak and she accidentally dropped it on your hand. Don't worry, we'll fix you up with some bandage."

Sura gave an ugly smile and spoke. Even though he was trying his best to diffuse the hostility in the atmosphere, his ugly smile made the guards feel as if he was mocking them.

The guard who's hand was bleeding cursed. "This bastard ! Kill them !"

Immediately the few guards circling the duo closed onto them and stabbed them with their daggers. Each of them aimed at different places, making it difficult to defend.

"FOOk !"

Mad Saber yelled and drew his heavy sword and waved in a semi circle, creating an isolated area. The guards had short daggers and didn't dare to come close recklessly.

What a trouble, Mad Saber thought. He was a peace loving person and just wanted to live a peaceful life, that was what he thought. In fact, he was the only one who thought he believed that. Even his father wouldn't call him a 'peace loving' person.

One beastmen engaged Mad Saber under the cover of the other guards. He was clever, and always stayed out of the range of the sword while striking the blunt part of the sword.

*Tink*

Each strike to the sword created a harsh sound, and Mad Saber felt as if his sword was crying. Compared to the dagger, his steel sword was truly inferior and wouldn't last long.

On the other hand, Ananya had difficulty defending herself and had a few cuts on her body. The earlier beast-man injured by her was trying to slice her by using the dagger with his other hand. His eyes occasionally glanced at her tasty mounds and butt, and he was already thinking of the various ways he would enjoy this woman. He snickered as he saw an opportunity and he stabbed her in the thigh, which produced a scream from her.

"Ananya !" Mad Saber roared as he swung his sword in a circle and moved towards her.

"Fourth Style : Mountain Descend !" he shouted as he moved his heavy sword in an elliptical motion from top to bottom. The lecherous beast-man who was the closest was immediately stabbed in the chest. His ribs immediately broke from the weight and force from the heavy sword and it's front part disappeared into the body. Blood spluttered like a fountain and splashed onto Mad Saber's face, giving him a vicious look. Some got into his mouth and he wanted to puke, but stopped himself as he had to look extremely murderous at the moment.

The other guards were stunned and didn't expect the young human to be decisive enough to kill a beast-man guard. He was crazy !

Earlier the guard would just have had a little fun with the girl and kicked her out when he got bored, so she would have been able to live. But now the both of them would have a much crueler fate.

"What's going on ?"

An authoritative voice boomed, and a few figures appeared from a nearby building. A bunch of wolf-men holding sharp bone claws appeared, led by a figure with pointed ears. Unlike the wolf-men who looked strong, burly and ferocious, the man in lead looked weak even though he was muscular. He was almost five and a half feet, and looked no different than a regular human except for the pointed ears. There was no doubt that this person who led the wolf-men and was in a luxurious armor was a dwarf.

The wolf-men guards surrounding Shur and Ananya snickered when they saw their support.

"Ha.. now you are done for, human !"

"Let's see now if you have the guts to act strong !"

"Ugly b*tch ! Now even if you willingly spread your legs and beg us to fOOk you, you wouldn't be able to keep your life."

Shur helped Ananya get up as the dwarf came near them. The dwarf watched the two calmly while the elite wolf-men behind him gave murderous stares, trying to create pressure over them.

Finally the dwarf nodded by himself in satisfaction.

"Good ! Little girl, even though you are a filthy human, you are very talented. Why don't you become my bed warming maid, you will be able to live the rest of your life in luxury."

Ananya did not say anything except for furrowing her brows, as if the thing before her was a smelly pile of sh*t.

"Little girl, quickly agree. Not many human bitches get this chance." one of the elite wolf-man who was behind the dwarf spoke as if it was an excellent opportunity and he didn't want his junior to miss it.

When the dwarf leader saw that there wasn't any response he harrumphed.

"Little girl, do not test my patience ! If I want, you can only moan while all of my men take your tight as*hole."

Ananya shivered a little as she heard that. She remembered her terrible experiences when she was in the Faltu Clan. Sura saw her state and tightened his grip over his sword. He calculated their retreat path and was sure that he could ensure her escape.

However, suddenly a soft voice landed on his ears which made him freeze.

"Little one."

The dwarf's expression distorted in anger, and he began to search for the owner of this voice.

The word 'dwarf' in fairy language meant 'little one'. It was said that when the elfs degraded and the first dwarf was born, the Fairy Progenitor called it 'little one'. The word 'dwarf' had been a matter of controversy, and while some dwarfs felt that it was not a bad thing to be called 'little one', there were some who felt insulted about it.

This dwarf was probably from the other faction. He was the one who was calling Ananya a 'little girl' all this while, yet when someone else called him 'little one' he suddenly got angry.

He turned around his neck in all directions and searched for the owner of the female voice.

'Just let me get my hands on you and I'll show you that I am not little', the dwarf thought.

His gaze finally fell on one of the druid carriages whose window was open. He hesitated, then walked towards the carriage. He was determined that if it was a no-name druid then would go all out even if he had to lose his position.

"May I know who you are ?" the dwarf asked with a stiff smile. That smile made him look a little unsightly.

The carriage was silent, and no one answered. Slowly a hand appeared from the window. The hand was covered with a soft cloth, and only the palm was exposed. The palm held a white scroll, which was surely produced from an expensive cloth. The dwarf could smell a sweet fragrance from the person inside, but he didn't dare to have any lustful thoughts after seeing the quality of the scroll.

He wasn't stupid, any one who had such an expensive identity scroll surely wouldn't be an ordinary person.

Everyone, including Sura and Ananya, the elite wolf-men and the guards remained silent and watched as the dwarf slowly opened the identity scroll. They watched how the dwarf's face turned stunned, then shocked, and finally frightened. He looked at the carriage as if he looking at a god.

"I'm sorry, Madam ! It is my mistake, it is my mistake !" the dwarf continuously at the window.

"Those people are hired by me..." the voice continued softly.

"Yes ! Yes ! They are free to go, they are free to go. You bastards, why are you holding these good and honorable people up ? They did us good by killing a nasty guy. Award them and send them off respectfully."

The duo were immediately given some healing solutions and some gold coins. The dwarf looked at their clothes and gave them leather coats. He was treating them even better than how he treated his parents.

The two were dumbfounded, and turned at the window and thanked sincerely. The window was covered by a very thin white cloth, and could vaguely see a woman reading something.

"Please come in." another soft voice came from her, and although she said please, it sounded more like an order. The door to the carriage opened, and an elf maid invited them in.

Sura and Ananya looked at each other, then at the jingling bags filled with gold, and then finally walked towards the open door.