The mansion was quite large, with different outbuildings on the territory, on one side there was a small river, and the rest of the mansion was fenced off, the fence was not that very strong, rather decorative, but still better than nothing.

There was even a swimming pool on the territory of the mansion, most likely one of the outbuildings was a sauna. There were two observers, more than enough to keep an eye on the area. Sam looked around and other surroundings, if he sees L1 or S1 he will not give up the core.

An hour later he noticed one L1, he was on the other side of the estate and quite far away, but Sam rushed to him. Clearing everything around with his new sword from the government, he felt that something was wrong with the sword, he was no longer as sharp as before.

Sam started to run around L1 using standard tactics, but the sword was practically useless, not only was it dull, if it went on like this, the sword would turn into a piece of garbage.

Sam cursed fucking Morris and his artifacts, this asshole gave him a bubble, Sam guessed that the sword was simply temporarily strengthened by some kind of skills, but when the reinforcements slept, the sword became just a piece of steel.

He returned it to its scabbard and, using the reaper's sword, finished what he had begun, and then returned back to the point of observation.

Two hours later, Sam saw seven people come out of the territory of the mansion, one of them was with a sword and a shield, the rest were holding axes. They moved towards the city. Sam waited until they were far enough away, then followed them.

- Who is this?

- I don't know, but his appearance is painfully relaxed, and he is dressed like for a walk in the park. Get together guys, and look around, he may not be alone.

- Hey man, this is the territory of the gang of the ax, get out for good.

This time, he still decided not to ambush, but attacked them insolently. By the time he ran up to them with a leisurely run, they were already prepared, they tried to ask who he was, but he ignored their questions and attacked the nearest one.

They were all close and ready for battle, as soon as Sam ran into one of them, two others immediately attacked him from both sides, swinging with axes, Sam abruptly went to the side and cut off the arm of one of the attackers, after which everyone, including the leader, swooped down.

- Oh you bitch! - the first victim yelled, grabbing his stump.

Sam could not dodge everyone at the same time, but unlike his rivals, he could afford mistakes, he dodged several punches, but the leader and another one with an ax struck him in the head and body, respectively, the leader probably already imagined how Sam's head will fly apart.

But the reality was different, Sam was not particularly worried about defense, but thought only about how to quickly neutralize rivals, and the moment when they hit him was an ideal choice, he managed to cut off both hands.

Even though the armor absorbed kinetic energy, but not all of it. So Sam felt that it was easier to cut off both hands than trying to reach out and behead someone while surrounded.

The screams of pain and curses became louder, the one who first lost his arm even managed to throw something like a magic arrow or something at Sam, but the armor received even less damage than from a regular blow with an ax, so Sam simply ignored this "magic ".

The fight, in fact, had just begun, and three of them had already lost their arms with weapons, those who failed to hit Sam continued to attack, but with Sam's dexterity, it was easier to dodge their attacks, he caught only one blow and again cut off the offender hand as a reward.

The other three trembled noticing how 4 people were screaming in pain and holding stumps from which blood was gushing. Sam, bouncing off the remaining three with axes, began to finish off the one-handed people. The other three people who were still in one piece, without hesitation, scattered in different directions.

The one-armed ones tried to resist, but they turned out weakly. Perhaps because of the painful shock, but only one of them came to his senses in time and began to run away. But Sam immediately focused on him, and stabbed him in the head with his sword. Oddly enough, he even ran a couple of meters with such an injury. He didn't even seem to realize that he had a hole in his head.

He remembered how, once upon a time many years ago, he was stabbed by a drug addict. Sam did not immediately understand what had happened, at first he thought it was an ordinary blow during a fight, only later he felt some kind of water flowing under his jacket, cut artery, this water was going pretty quickly. But he realized what was the matter and felt pain only after he personally saw the blood that flooded both him and his entourage.

Sam killed four, including the leader, in a matter of seconds, after which he began to run after the slowest of the three who were still intact. They screamed, cried, cursed him and begged for mercy, but Sam himself thought only about how many soul particles he would receive today.

Sam was able to catch up with one of the three, but the other two flew away pretty quickly, even throwing away their axes. Sam could catch up with another, but he could not run at maximum speed for a long time, not only was his endurance quickly depleted, but his body could hardly withstand such a load.

In general, Sam decided to return to the vantage point, if he sees that either of these two is trying to return, he will intercept them. he looked at the leader's sword and decided to take it, although it was much worse than his swords, but it could still be useful.

Sam received about 70 thousand soul particles, apparently the fighters were in the region of 5-7x levels, given that for the 10th level he needed somewhere 350 thousand soul particles, then he got really a lot. At the same time, his armor was not particularly damaged, after an hour it will be fully restored.

Continuing to look around, Sam did notice one fool who ran back to the mansion. Sam went out to intercept. The boy was still scared, so he constantly looked around, seeing Sam, who was quickly approaching, he apparently lost hope of escape. The guy knelt down and began to cry tearfully for mercy.

- Brother, have mercy, I will do whatever you say, I will be your errand guy, a slave, a bitch. I was just trying to survive, please give me a chance!

He even managed to finish his short speech before Sam got to him. It is commendable. Sam chopped open his head and watched his brains drain out. Why would he bother about this piece of garbage?