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Chapter 41: 2) Meeting the ladies who needs help
Selena’s lips curled into a faint smile.
"We understand that it is dangerous..." she said calmly, "but we are trained. And we have our own reasons,"
Selene nodded beside her, fidgeting with her pendant. "Please... we can’t just stay here doing nothing,"
Alan looked at them silently.
Their faces didn’t lie.
But he wasn’t sure if they were strong... or just desperate.
They could be dumb too.
Still...
Two busty noble girls willing to follow him into chaos?
That’s... tempting.
Maybe he can fuck them.
Maybe he can commit the sin.
"Alright," he said, surprising everyone.
"You can come."
Others: "..."
"Alan!?" Lina nearly yelled.
"Are you serious?" Tia snapped.
"You’re letting civilians join us?!"
"They’re not just civilians," Alan replied flatly.
Zara gave him a look. "Even so... this is not a game,"
Selena stepped forward. "We can handle ourselves. Our family trained us personally. We’re not weak."
"Exactly," Selene followed up. "We’re not asking you to protect us. We’ll pull our weight."
Alan stared at them.
For a moment, the tension hung in the air like a blade.
Then he turned his back and started walking.
"Let’s go."
The others looked at each other in disbelief.
But in the end... they followed.
One by one.
...
The East side!
As they crossed through the streets, people moved like ghosts.
Shops were closed.
Children cried in alleyways.
The guards were barely holding back panic.
The east side was burning.
Smoke rose in long plumes.
Dark shapes moved in the distance, silhouettes of flying beasts and monstrous shadows.
"This is worse than I thought..." Tia whispered.
"Why attack here first?" Lina asked, her voice tight.
Zara walked beside her, silent, hands near her weapon.
Only Alan kept walking without hesitation.
His thoughts raced.
It didn’t make sense.
This wasn’t a strategic city. It wasn’t rich. It had no famous artifacts.
Then why?
"Aaaaaaaaaa!!!!"
Suddenly... A scream pierced the air.
The group froze.
Another scream.
It was closer.
Woo!
Then the sound of crashing wood.
Alan broke into a run.
"Alan!" Tia yelled.
But he was already gone.
They reached a crumbled part of the wall.
Smoke clouded the vision.
But the sounds were clear.
Crying! Screaming! Horrified!
And then...
Laughter.
A cruel, cold laughter.
Alan jumped over the broken stone.
And saw it...
The cursed hero.
Tall.
Clad in black and crimson armor.
Black hair flowing behind.
Eyes glowing red.
He stood above a fallen knight, boot on his chest.
Around him, women were tied to a wagon, crying.
Some had blood on them.
Others had no clothes.
The cursed hero raised his sword.
And drove it through the knight’s chest.
Blood splattered.
Alan’s vision blurred.
Not with fear.
With rage.
...
"YOU BASTARD!!!"
Hearing the cuss, The cursed hero looked up.
Their eyes met.
For a moment, silence fell.
Then... The cursed hero spoke.
"Oh? Another hero?" the cursed hero grinned.
The others finally caught up.
They gasped at the scene.
Zara drew her weapon. "We’re too late..."
"Alan... that man..." Tia whispered.
The cursed hero stepped forward.
His aura leaked dark mist.
[Lv. ???– "Zhao Yung" – Cursed Hero of Lust and Blood]
The window above his head blinked.
Alan narrowed his eyes... His hand twitched.
He could feel it.
This guy was strong. Very strong.
Maybe even stronger than him?
Maybe.
But how is this possible?
He is enlightened.
He has advanced stats... So, why?
Why does he feel weaker than him?
The aura of this cursed hero was far stronger than his own.
...
Zhao Yung chuckled. "You here to stop me? Or just watch?"
Alan clenched his fists. "I’m here to break your balls."
The voice came on its own.
Fuck... Alan didn’t mean to say it.
It just happened.
Nonetheless, the cursed hero blinked.
"Muhahahahaha,"
Then laughed.
He laughed hard like a madman.
"You have got some guts, boy... I like it... I will make sure to touch you,"
Alan: "..."
Ayo... What the actual fuck.
Alan felt a chill run down his spine.
Is this guy, the diddler?
Alan felt uncomfortable.
To be honest, coming here was a mistake.
..
"Oh! You two look similar... And have that similar scent, hehe, don’t tell me you are daughters of that knight and mage," Zhao asked.
"If so... You came a little late, you know why? Hahaha, because I have already killed your father and your mother? Hehe, I will make sure to give you a little brother..."
The man was perverted.
Sick mind.
Sick thoughts.
Pure barbaric masculinity.
...
"No... This can’t be..." Selene and Selena were shocked to learn that.
They had hope that their parents were still alive.
But it seems their father is already dead.
And their mother is captured.
No, she can still be saved.
And brother? His seeds to be their brother? That’s disgusting.
"You... You dirty pig..." Selena launched a long Ice spear at him.
"Heh!" Zhao Yung didn’t even dodge the spear.
The arrow vanished into thin air as soon as it touched him.
Zhao Yung isn’t a normal summoned individual.
He has absolute immunity to magic damage and physical damage.
And what’s more the one they are fighting is just a clone.
The real Zhao Yung is in the castle somewhere enjoying a good time with some women.
..
"Is that it? Or is there something more..." The clone uttered as he stepped forward slowly.
The ground cracked under his boots.
He was smiling.
That twisted kind of smile... like a butcher admiring meat.
Selene was shaking.
Selena gritted her teeth.
"You..." Selena said, voice trembling with fury. "You monster—"
"A monster?" Zhao laughed. "No! No! No!. I’m just an honest man,"
"As much as I wanna take you both, this guy here seems highly dangerous..." Zhao Saod looking at Alan.
Every hero’s potential depends on their summoner.
Like how much mana their summoned have, their bloodline purity, their mana purity.
Alan was an exception due to the primordial blessing of lust.
But these "Cursed heroes" are the real deal as they are summoned by powerful demon lords.
Evryhero has basic survival or identifying abilities such as: Inspect, analyze, appraiser, etc.
And the same way, Zhao has "probability measurement" where he can measure the probability of his death, and fighting Alan means his death is 100%.
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