Chapter 851 - Payback
Was it too late for them to beg for mercy?
Sure, they were still unwilling to yield.
But the enemy made their bodies tremble, alright?
Landon withdrew his pressure to allow them to fight.
After all, the ass whopping wouldn't feel great if the enemy didn't fight back.
With that, he began his tyranny, starting with Marcus' men.
The men unsheathed their swords vigilantly.
But how could they be a match for him?
Bam Bam.
Pah.
Plop.
Landon grabbed two heads and knocked them together like coconuts, making his victims see invisible stars around them.
Then, he stopped a sword attack with his index finger and thumb, shocking the sword wielder silly.
What the hell did he just see?
(0∆0)
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The enemy was so stunned that he thought he was having hallucinations.
He tried pulling his sword back, but Landon just pulled the sword and ended up punching the guy hard, sending him flying towards another group of men.
The flying man hit them like bowling pins, making Landon say 'Strike!'
Meanwhile, the guards were very much itching to get revenge against these people that insulted them earlier, so they kept looking at Landon pitifully.
Landon sighed and tapped their hands as if he were in a wrestling match.
Partner switch.
The guards excitedly got in on the payback party.
Even though there were more enemies than guards, Landon wasn't worried about the enemy leaving the hall because there were guards outside.
So the only way the enemy could escrow is if they had a hostage.
And unfortunately for them, Landon's secretaries also knew combat because as his secretaries for the monarch, combat prowess was a given.
This job was dangerous because they could even be kidnapped or held hostage since they knew some deep empire secrets.
So for their own good, they had been training for years.
Even the prison Warden's secretary was a beast on the field.
It was for their own good to always be ready for terrorist situations and so on.
One should know that just several months ago when they began taking over the new territories, one of his secretaries took care of some nobles that dared to use her as a hostage.
It was a big mistake to think that she was a poor defenceless lady.
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Misty took off her glasses, carefully put them away and began stretching.
While Brian on the other hand, slowly uncuffed his expensive shirt.
"Why did I choose to wear my new KiLu limited edition work heels today?
Ugh.
I blame these idiots.
Why can't they just learn?"
"Sigh... Beat's me.
Let's just get this over with.
We have to get his majesty ready for the upcoming meeting with the Caronian, Teriquen and Arcadinian ambassadors."
"Right!"
[And so, this had been the preview to the daily lives of the Monarch's secretaries.]
Bam.
They engaged the poor fools that dared to approach them mercilessly.
Bam.
"Ahhhhhh.
You b**ch!"
Bam.
"You dare touch me?"
Bam.
"Boy!
Do you know what position I hold?
Wait! What are you doing?
No. You stop.
Stop right now!"
Bam Bam.
Pah.
Plop.
Bam.
(:T∆T:)
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While everyone was going at it, Landon focused his attention on Marcus, who was currently surrounded by 10 of his most trusted men.
Well, this will be fun.
The moment Landon charged towards the group, five came after him while the rest stayed by their master in order to protect him.
Landon didn't waste any time and flung them like any to the far walls of the massive hall.
Bam.
They hit the walls and fell to the ground hard.
What?
Just how powerful was this runt?
Marcus felt his hairs standing up in alarm.
He was that fearful because Landon had told him from the start that he wouldn't dare to kill him.
But now, he couldn't help but wonder if the beat had been lying to him all along.
No matter, he still wasn't all that terrified because he knew how important he was to the Morgany continent.
Seeing how powerful he was, three more men charged at Landon.
But this time, they tried to be extra careful and avoid close contact with him, lest he grabbed them and threw them as well.
Sadly, no matter how careful they were, Landon still did the same thing.
Bam.
They too smashed into the wall and fell flat on the ground.
The remaining two who were protecting Marcus dared not advance.
Instead, they waited for Landon to approach while coming up with ways to deal with him.
But of course, like their colleagues before them, the wall became their closest friend.
Bam.
Landon treated them like flies.
How annoying.
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"Mr. Marcus, what were those words of yours earlier on?
Ah yes.
You said: When a chicken decides to play in the den of a Hangol, its only fate is to be eaten alive.
But unfortunately for you, that isn't always the case.
Mr. Marcus, have you ever heard the story of the tortoise and the hare?
No?
Well, too bad.
Because if you did, then you'll know why you ended up in such a predicament.
Of course as a man of my word, I won't kill you.
In fact, I'll even let you go.
But not until I've beaten the crap out of you.
Now, take your beating like a good boy, alright?"
Bam.
Without any warning, Landon stretched his hands forth and grabbed Marcus with one hand while using the other to stop his sword attack.
He then raised his knee and elbowed Marcus' belly several times.
Pub Puh Puh Puh Puh.
Soon, the men who he had thrown to the wall surrounded himself and Marcus.
Landon smiled broadly at Marcus, who was struggling to free himself from his grasp.
Marcus' whole body was itching to kill the little bastard.
"You let go of me now!"
"Mr. Marcus, please, your manners.
We are about to do the Tango."
"Tango?
What the hell is that?"
"It's a dance."
(-_-)
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Instantly, Landon began attacking those surrounding him while dancing with the unwilling Marcus.
Every time Marcus tried to kick him, the attacker would end up landing on his men.
In short without knowing it, Marcus had become the female in the dance, kicking his legs up and doing all sorts of moves with Landon being more than happy to 'guide' him.
And before Marcus knew it, he had taken some of his men.
[The knocked-out men: Boss, are you sure that you're not a spy? If Not, then why do you keep hitting us instead? (>:`TOT':)]
With everyone down, Landon faced Marcus coldly.
Playtime was over.
He had to wrap this up soon.
He had a meeting to attend!