Building The Strongest Territory With My Sacrifice System
Chapter 43: Beating

Chapter 43: Beating

Noon approached quickly. At the moment, Ragnar could be seen handling a much larger group of mutated monkeys by himself. Not far away, Noah was attending to the ghastly wounds on Milan’s shoulder.

Milan let out muffled pained cries as he bit the handle of his sword to keep from crying out loudly and drawing nearby mutated beasts.

|| You’ve slayed X1 mutated monkey, +56 XP ||

Ragnar drove his sharp claws into the heart of a mutated monkey lunging at him.

This particular group of mutated monkeys was several times stronger than the ones they fought yesterday. They were about five feet tall instead of three, their claws were noticeably longer and their fangs sharper.

Their movement speed far exceeded that of the group from yesterday.

Fortunately, they were still at a level that wasn’t too troublesome for Ragnar.

Unfortunately, the same couldn’t be said for Milan, who was bleeding profusely in the back and struggling to stay steady.

"Come at me, black monkeys!" Ragnar barked, shaking the corpse of the monkey he had just stabbed to make a point.

The other monkeys let out bestial screeches and kept attacking.

Several slashes, swings, parries, blocks, and maneuvers later, Ragnar dealt the finishing blow to the last opponent.

|| You’ve slayed X1 mutated monkey. ||

|| You’ve leveled up. ||

|| Level 6 ------- Level 7 ||

"Level seven finally," Ragnar said with a smile, relief mixing with satisfaction.

He scanned the corpses on the ground for anything salvageable, then gathered the intact ones and stored them in the last available slot in his inventory.

"How are you feeling, big brother Milan?" Ragnar asked.

"Still in a lot of pain, but it’s bearable," Milan replied calmly.

"You don’t have to fight from now on," Ragnar said. "Noah and I will handle any enemy we meet. You just have to lead us to them."

Milan smiled wryly. He hated being the one taken care of, but there was nothing he could do in his current state.

Ragnar and Noah suggested they rest for the day.

Their planned hunting trip was supposed to last three days, only a day and a half had passed, and they’d already made significant progress. So chilling for the remaining half of the day wouldn’t hurt much and would give them a better chance to recover.

Since they were resting, Ragnar gave Milan a painkiller and two canned foods. He also gave two canned fish to Noah and ate two himself.

The three of them found a safe spot far from their previous battlefield and relaxed, unaware of the activity back home and the goblins currently plotting against them.

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10th Hamlet

In front of the twins’ hut, the other people of the Hamlet had gathered.

A few men were raining blows down on the scrawny middle-aged man, who could only take them helplessly while pleading for mercy.

"You sick old fuck!"

"How dare you try to defy our hamlet’s beauty queen!"

"You should be executed just for thinking something so disgusting."

"Stupid old fuck, if you were a productive man, you’d have a daughter older than her by now."

"May your thing never rise again for that."

"Fuck, why do I feel like splitting your ass right now?"

The group cursed as they beat him mercilessly.

His face had been twisted beyond comprehension, his body was weakened and injured.

But the men were relentless. They had already made up their minds to beat him to death—seeing him in so much pain didn’t faze them.

The others watched the old man on the ground with disgust on their faces. The children spat on him while the elderly rained curses.

A woman moved to speak with Merlina.

"Are you okay?" they asked, worry showing.

They had never experienced such a thing themselves, and it had never happened in the Hamlet before, but as women they understood the dent an event like that could leave on a young woman.

"I’m fine. I was lucky enough to wake up and defend myself before he succeeded," Merlina replied with a faint smile.

"That’s great!" the women rejoiced.

"Don’t worry, the men will deal with him," one of them added.

"I always knew he was an anomaly by the way he acts and speaks," another commented.

"To think he’s the one preaching that the Hamlet is cursed when he’s the only one with a cursed heart," someone spat out.

"Please let me go! I wasn’t in my right mind!" the scrawny man pleaded amid the beating.

"The heck! We knew you weren’t in your right mind! Why would you be when you’re thinking with your small penis?" One of the men landed a punch on his mouth, breaking a few of his teeth.

"P-please, have mercy! I didn’t even succeed." he stammered.

But that only earned him more furious blows from the men, who were disgusted by his words.

Before this, most people had been waiting for an opportunity to beat him like this.

This man was the laziest.

His own land had overgrown with weeds.

He had a habit of ogling the women.

He spoke weirdly to their children, preaching that they shouldn’t settle in a place like this.

He told them stories about beautiful cities where magic was common.

He promised he’d take them there one day.

That had caused misbehavior from the children in the past.

Before Ragnar resurrected, some of the little kids bought into his propaganda.

Now that they had the chance, they didn’t hold back and poured all their past anger onto him.

"Let him be," Merlina called out.

The men stopped beating him, giving him a moment to catch his breath as pain rippled through his body.

"Merlina, don’t tell me you’re thinking of rescuing this guy? Don’t forget what he tried to do to you!"

"We should kill him!"

"I want to split his ass!"

Merlina listened, then told them to calm down with a smile.

"I feel like killing him now might anger the ancestors," she said.

"We should wait for Ragnar’s return before deciding his punishment," she added quickly.

The men grumbled but finally agreed.

At the same time, they decided he would remain bound and be under constant watch, which Merlina accepted.

The men took him away, and the crowd gradually dispersed.

Merlina sighed. "Ragnar and Noah, come back home quickly."