Chapter 82: Insane

"Lord Agamf! It's not good! Something's wrong! Those women have gone mad! They sent their men to smash up the house where the elves live! And they've injured the elves!"

The guard exclaimed in a panic.

"Sh... what? How dare those damned crazy bitches?

Didn't you report this to the Lord of the City, Viscount Ireland?

He's taking a lot of favours from us!"

Arganoff said hastily.

"It's no use! It's no use at all! Lord Agamph! The Viscount of Ireland is watching the dance in disguise, and coming to our place privately from time to time to enjoy the Elvish dance! The Viscountess has joined the riot!

The Viscount, he! wouldn't dare stand up for us at all!"

"How ... could this happen? Damn it! What about our Orcs? How come they didn't protect the shakedown ... ah! No! It's the elves!"

Agamph's head went wide for a moment, and he waved away the massaging maid and put on his clothes, drinking in the question as he did so.

"The Orcs were beaten too! Those crazy women called in a lot of high ranking professionals, and the Orcs are no match for them! Several of them have had their arms and legs broken!"

"What about the shakers, no, the elves? What about their arms and legs?" Agamph was even more anxious.

"The elves are better, those crazy women tried to tear them apart.

But to my surprise the professionals had some morals instead and actually stopped them!

But the elves are also barricaded in the house, and those crazy women keep throwing things at the house, I don't know if they've been hurt!"

"Bloody madwomen! If they hurt my money tree, I'll have their lives!!!"

Arganoff's eyes were red and he roared in a fury that made the maid on one side sit down in fear.

After his roar, Agamf gathered the remaining Orcs and guards to guard him and all headed towards the Elven residence.

The streets were now noticeably more busy than before, with groups of people constantly heading in one direction or another.

Arganoff, protected by the Orcs, soon arrived at the source.

It was the same two-storey villa, the front door completely destroyed and all the glass of the villa smashed.

Several Orcs were moaning and wailing in the corner, their bodies bruised and red blood staining the leather armour on their bodies.

The main entrance to the villa was held by several professionals in armour as well as guards.

A group of women in flamboyant dresses and furious looks kept rushing the guards at the main entrance, cursing angrily.

"You bunch of scumbags who ate their way out! Do you know what you are doing? You've taken our money! How dare you protect these elfin bimbos?"

"Get out of here! Get out of our way! Or we'll beat you up too!"

"Ladies! Calm down! Calm down! These elves, they're innocent! Did you not see Miss Amy crying just now?"

"Ladies! Your house has been smashed! You've taken your anger out! Why make things difficult for the elven ladies! This is not good!"

Several of the guards kept shouting as they fought off the onslaught.

Seeing that they could not break in, the noblewomen, outside, kept hissing.

"Come out! Come out, come out! Damned elves! You have the guts to seduce men! Don't you have the guts to come out and face us?"

"You're a bunch of degenerate bastards! What kind of scum are you among the elves!

Nature elves? Nature elves? Dark elves, I think? No! I think you are worse than the dark elves!"

"Bitch in there! Come out, all of you! If you don't come out, I'll smash up this villa! Come out! Come on out! Bitch!"

As they yelled, the women grabbed things from the courtyard and smashed them against the broken windows!

The sound of banging frames was incessant.

Occasionally, there were a few shrieks from inside.

These Nature Elf dancers, not all of them powerful professionals, but many of them just ordinary elves, could still be injured if they were not quite hit by the smashing of other things.

And outside the gates, there was a group of well-dressed men who, as soon as they heard the shrieks of the elves inside, each with a worried look on their faces, cried out.

"My Lady! My Lady! Stop it now! This is going to get ugly! Look how many people are watching!"

"Ma'am! Come back with me now! I've told you that I'm only looking at these elves with a purely artistic eye, I'm not thinking anything at all! I'm innocent!"

"Madame! You may insult me! But you can't insult Miss Ani! She is a pure angel! How can she have an affair with us! Madam! You come back here!"

"Shut up! Shut up, you old bastard! Is there any place for you to interfere here? What? Do you feel bad that we're cleaning up this bunch of man-slutting bimbos?"

The women shouted.

The emotions were extremely intense.

Arganoff, who had just arrived, saw this scene and, with his eyes wide open, roared.

"Stop it! Stop it! What are you doing? How can you break into someone's villa? You're breaking the law! I'm going to sue you in the King City!"

The group of noblewomen heard the roar and one by one they looked back at Agamf, their already agitated expressions getting three times hotter.

One of them pointed at Agamf's nose and shouted.

"Well! Good for you, Agamf! How dare you appear before us!

You fat bastard! It's all your doing! You brought these shameless elves to seduce our men! Do you want to die?

Men! Slaughter this fat pig!"

As soon as the woman roared, one of the guards in armour moved to lean in slowly.

Other women yelled back.

More and more of them leaned in.

Arganoff, somewhat agitated, yelled the same.

"You women! Who are you to insult people's innocence?

Our elves are innocent of your men!

They are pure, virgin elves! Are you not afraid that the God of the Elves, the Goddess of the Moon, will condemn you for slandering them like this?"

"Fie! How dare you say that? Do you think we are all blind? That bastard of ours! In just three or four months, he has spent ten gold tars on these stinkers! Is that normal spending?"

"How is 10 gintals not normal spending? Do you know how hot [JD] is now? Do you know how hot the merchandise around it is and how many people want it?

You sir appreciate the performance of the art of [JD] and like [JD], so you will naturally buy the peripherals for this reason, and naturally spend more than normal people, this is normal! What are you making a fuss about?

Sister! Times have changed! This is the era of "Strictly Come Dancing"! The era of property stars!

You old fogeys! Don't know anything!

Shouldn't you reflect on yourselves?

It's a male instinct to admire beautiful women! Aren't you the ones who are wearing our new clothes and still can't be seen by your men?

Shouldn't you reflect on that?"

Agamf shouted, glaring and impatient, not giving these women any face.

Can these old ladies be held responsible for the villa's money tree being smashed? Bastards!