Chapter 8
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The next morning, the burly man stood outside the room, the warm sunlight caressing his face. He was a bald, muscular man with a short beard, a shield on his back, and a sword strapped to his waist. He wore simple leather clothing, and his silver armor glinted in the bright sunlight.
"Captain Sergia! Captain Sergia!"
As the burly man contemplated his busy schedule for the day, he heard a voice in the distance and raised his head to see who it was. He saw a young man of about sixteen running toward him, clutching something wrapped in black cloth that looked valuable. The burly man felt a strange sensation when his eyes fell on the black cloth, but he thought for a moment before stepping forward and speaking with a friendly smile:
"Hello, Ruthvien! Thank you for giving me this room and sending us such delicious food!"
The young man stood in front of him and said with a broad smile:
"Hello, Sergia! It's okay, it's okay, you are guests in our kingdom after all..."
The young man paused for a moment, then said with a sly wink:
"But it seems that you didn't like yesterday's gift?"
Sergia laughed and explained awkwardly:
"Haha, I apologize, but I am already married, my son."
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Interruption.
In the middle of the void, a flash of light appeared and confronted the darkness surrounding it. Kiva lowered his head and thought for a moment before shouting in frustration:
"Damn author! Give me back my perspective so I can explain what's happening to these readers!"
Author:
" Hey, shut up, it's only two and a half lines away from your perspective. I'll restore your perspective, but let me warn you, if you dare curse me again, I'll make your life even more hellish than it already is!"
Kiva:
" It already is hell, you...!!"
At that moment, the author waved his hand and reset Kiva's perspective, then disappeared into the darkness....
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Ahem... Ahem... Test! Yes, that's it, we're back in the game!
Let's go back a little before continuing the conversation with Sergia. As I was saying earlier, after failing to commit suicide for six years, I started to think about taking it slow and gathering all the knowledge I could about this world, as well as training my weak body, which was like a tree branch.
Since that day, I spent ten years wandering around the palace, buying various books from street vendors and merchants, and even listening to poets, even though their words were like those of a foolish mirror, full of lies. But I suppressed my boredom and listened carefully to every word, and then I began to classify and organize the secrets of the world and plan every part of my perfect suicide plan with great precision... Hmm, you already know this, let's talk about the new events!
For ten years, I couldn't leave the borders of the Kingdom of Garthia because my father appointed a guard who followed me around day and night!
Interestingly, the guard is a girl, yes, a girl.
She's probably 20 or 21, but let's not dwell on the description of this small-breasted guard and get back to the story...
After my father appointed this guard, I couldn't leave the kingdom or even try out the new methods of suicide that I had learned through extensive research in books and by asking merchants, guards, and so on over the past ten years. At that time, I thought of a way to kill the hateful guard and kill myself. I thought of many plans and waited until I knew her habits and behavior so that I could kill her, but this plan is full of risks and I have no one strong to help me.
Of course, I also thought of putting something arousing in her water and raping her.
Maybe I could also bring the servants and poor people in the village to rape her for their own entertainment before they die, so the girl would be angry when she woke up from the drugs. However, unfortunately, I couldn't carry out this plan because of one very important thing... Her extremely small breasts stood between me and her death!
Don't interfere! I have the right to enjoy this beautiful experience before I die at the hands of an angry, powerful woman with large breasts!