Creeper!? Oh Man

"Ufff! Perfect! I needed to stretch out my body!" Moo then exhaled with a satisfied expression.

Bodies after bodies of people were lying around him. All of them had suffered violent deaths, some were the worst, most of them decapitated and limbs were apart from their bodies, and a few others with their head pulverized. Delirious and Basically had little bit of scratches but as for Moo, he only had a scratches and bruises on his cheek and another in his arm, but both were healing at a visible rate thanks to the healing potion they drank.

To be honest, the fact that Moo managed to defeat a group of around ten Rank–2 Individuals without suffering major injuries was a bit mind-blowing.

"Fucking amazing, man." Delirious could not help but praise him honestly. 

"To be honest, I'm quite impressed, Brock. You probably can fight against 10 Gorillas or Bears by yourself, Brock." Brock smiled wryly. 

"Well this isn't the first time I fought against a group. I even fought against a counterpart of Arnold Schwarzenegger just a few days ago."

Marcel did not deny it. After all, he and Delirious had faced a much stronger individual each, and neither had suffered injuries.

In truth, the three were a bit too much of a monster compared to the inhabitants of this world, if on the same level and strength, they could still beat them in a one on one fist fight, it's all because of the passive skills they all have. Moreover, their weapons granted themselves an enormous advantage against their enemies.

But this time, their enemies were strong but focused on speed, but if it would have been one focused on strength or defense, they probably would have managed to defeat them easily simply by only using their Weapons and gears.

At that moment, Delirious returned from checking up the bodies. "Guys, the only survivor was the one caught by Xavier Number 2."

"Is it so?" Basically nodded. "He will be enough. Xavier, take him inside. We will interrogate him after he wakes up."

The Iron Golem nodded and grabbed the assassin on the nape, carrying him inside the house.

After Xavier carried the unconscious assassin inside the house, Moo then observed the mess in the courtyard and furrowed his brows. "Guys, what about the bodies here?"

The two looked at each other and hesitated for a moment. To be honest, they were not sure about what to do.

It was not as though they could put them inside their houses, right? None of them wanted to bring corpses with them until they found a way to get rid of them.

But none of the two did not know of any other better way they could use to get rid of the bodies.

For a few moments, Delirious got an idea and said, "What about we just bury the corpses outside of the city, then burn them to rotten flesh and then picture them and send it to their love ones and whoever sent these fools 😈 "

"That's too dark, man," Moo cuts his friend off, feeling the chills from his words. "First, how are we supposed to bury them outside? The city is huge and pretty much there are a lot of city guards around the streets, so we could easily get caught. And second, how are we supposed to know their loved ones when we don't even know them. Third, we don't even know who sent them or even know where he or she lives. And fourth, we never did this before, we were just regular humans on Earth for christ sake!"

While the two kept arguing and trying to find a way to get rid of the bodies, Marcel tensed up. He then glared towards a shadow in a corner of the courtyard and pulled out both of his Anti-tank Revolvers and aimed in that direction.

"Who are you!? Stop hiding, I know you're in there, bitch!"

Hearing Marcel's shouting, Delirious and Moo instantly tensed up their bodies as they all pulled out their swords, guns, and weapons, bright blue light shone on their diamond swords while they followed Marcel's gaze.

However, Delirious and Moo couldn't find what he was looking at but Marcel, he needed a few seconds to find the person hiding before spotting him.

"Calm down, I'm not an enemy." A lone girl walked slowly from the shadows. She appears in her young 30s and has silver hair and dark red beautiful eyes. She looked at the ground filled with corpses, craters and burns and wrinkled her brows. "It looks like you had a great party just now."

Marcel furrowed his brows. "Miss Stella, what the hell are you doing here?"

"I just live next door beside Moo's old department before switching it to yours. I heard the commotion and came to see what was happening." The Maid replied.

"Well, that's great. How's Gracie?" Moo asked.

"Fine, I still thank you for saving her and taking her back."

"No problem, she is kinda sweet to begin with." Moo said with a smile.

Meanwhile, Marcel narrowed his eyes. Since the moment when the fight started until now a considerable amount of time had passed. He sensed the inner mana in Stella, he guessed she might be above Master Realm(Lv.41-60), or probably somewhere at the Grandmaster range(Lv.61-80). The reason he knew it was because for the past few days, he had learned to know anyone's strength with just a glance, not how he did it but he guessed it might be a skill of his he wasn't aware of.

So knowing her strength, Marcel guessed she needed less than a second to arrive here from her house.

The fact that she appeared only now was downright suspicious.

Besides, Stella was a servant of the Count; in other words, a potential enemy.

Stella frowned when she saw the suspicion in Marcel's eyes but she did not bother to explain anything. She just looked at the bodies and sighed.

"It looks like you already took care of everything, huh... You guys are a lot stronger than you look."

"Do you need anything, miss maid? If not, we are so tired and want to rest." Delirious by Marcel's side asked coldly. It was obvious he was indirectly asking her to leave.

Stella smiled wryly inwardly. Then, she shook her head, "You need help with the bodies, right? Don't worry, I will take care of that."

The two were surprised, but Moo nodded at the next instant. "I'll thank you for that then, miss Stella."

Stella took out an object out of her pocket and put mana on it. Moo recognized the device as a communication magic device. The reason he knew is because the Village Chief back in the village he visited taught him the basics about it.

It was a useful artifact able to transmit limited information on a certain distance. A useful gadget, but with too many flaws in his eyes.

The device was quite common in Fordalt, but mostly for nobles, the commoners unfortunately rarely have one, most of them can't afford one to buy because they don't have enough money to get the device.

After holding it for a few seconds, Stella nodded and looked at the three.

"Someone will be coming in a few minutes to take the corpses away."

"I understand. Miss Stella, the boys and I will be returning inside then. We are a bit tired after being attacked." Moo said.

Stella understood his meaning. "Don't worry, I will take care of things here."

Brock nodded in thanks and returned to the house with his friends.

But when he was about to close the door, Stella called out at him.

"Young master Moo."

"Yes?"

Stella fell silent for an instant before looking into Brock's eyes with a solemn look.

"You should leave this city as soon as possible. I think it's better if you leave tomorrow. And about the outing with my young master and young mistress, I advise you to not go."

Moo was startled. He looked at Stella deeply to find a sign of deceit on her face.

When he failed to find anything, he smiled. 

"I understand, miss Stella. But don't worry, we have our own plans."

After saying that, he closed the door.

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*Splash!*

*Cough cough cough!*

A bucket of cold water and a coughing fit woke Joshua up.

He opened his eyes and realized he was in an unfamiliar place. His body felt heavy, and his back hurt badly.

Almost instantly, Joshua recalled everything that happened before he fell unconscious.

"Dammit, I was caught." He then chuckled bitterly and lifted his face. A strange light brightens him, he couldn't help but squinting his eyes at the bright light before he notices what's in front of him. These were the three targets of tonight.

The black skinned man was standing in front of him with a serious expression while the multi-colored shirt guy was standing behind him. As for the strange mask guy, he was leaning against a wall, his eyes through his mask were nothing but a void inside, because he closed his eyes obviously.

"Mr. Assassin, I trust you know your situation."

"Yeah, you don't need to explain anything. Cough, cough. You want information, right?" Joshua coughed and smiled in a self-deprecating manner. 

"Yeah, you're right, shit-for-brains, you're going to spill every single thing you know or I'm going to have Delirious here peel your dick like a banana."

The assassin giggles. "I don't know what's fuckin' funnier: The fact that you think that your dirt-colored ass intimidates me, or that you think my boss would let me live if ya did."

Raising his hand, he gave out the three the middle finger, then instantly, the mana inside Joshua surged out.

Basically raised an eyebrow. He grabbed one of his revolvers in case Joshua was planning something funny. But in the next instant, he understood what was happening.

"Shit!" Marcel immediately rushed towards Joshua, but it was already too late.

Before he could reach him, a bluish flame engulfed the assassin completely.

"Farewell, boys. I will wait for you on the other side!"

Laughing like a maniac, the blue flame was about to disintegrate his entire body and kill him there, but before it killed himself, white gas sprayed all over him, taking out the fire.

Joshua: O_O 

Basically: :0 

Moo: e.e 

"Well, that problem is solved. Should we continue the interrogation?" Delirious said as he put down the fire extinguisher.

"Well that was unexpected. I guess I should use plan B, instead."

All of the sudden, the assassin uses his tongue to push his teeth out. When his teeth were out, there was a magic stone in his gums. He pressed the stone for a few moments before his entire body began to glow.

"Better step back or else you'll die by the blast radius."

Knowing what he meant, Marcel exclaimed. "Creeper?! Ahhh man!"

"That creeper man is about to blow! Take cover!" Delirious yelled.

"No! Let's use obsidian, we don't have to damage the house!"

"Alright!"

Taking out obsidian blocks, the three immediately placed around the assassin to prevent the explosion from spreading. Less than 3 seconds later they finally covered the assassin before an explosion erupted inside, shaking the house.

The assassin's life came to an end.

The boys wrinkled their brows. They were not expecting this.

"Jesus, who the hell even hired Muslims into their mission?" Marcel said.

"Yeah. not to mention that guy looks Muslim, very coincedence I say." Moo added.

Well, it was not as though they had a way to stop him from killing himself.

"It looks like it will not be so easy, huh. Damn, I just want it to be my turn in the interrogation, being the bad cop, Batman, and all." Delirious sign of depression.

"Moo, are you truly planning to let us accompany the Count's children tomorrow. That will be dangerous. If it were me, I would reject it." Marcel said with a frown.

"I thought you were the smart one here, Marcel. We need to know what they were doing. And second, we beat over 25 guys."

"You're being overconfident, Moo. I think this time it might be worse than the one we fought."

"Should we make a plan then? Giving a prep time and all. We still have more time, you know?"