Pseudo-Villaines

Slaughter Bandits

"Jean... What the fuck is with your clothes!? Why so much blood!? Wait first! Are you hurt!?"

Charlotte's question is too long! Well, it was only natural when the girl saw Jean's blood-soaked clothes. But he himself looks fine.

"Calm down, miss. I just dealt with some wild animals last night. I brought a change of clothes. After this I will replace my clothes."

Actually when the children wake up, they are greeted with a very unpleasant sight. The three Knights were lying on the ground with shabby cloths covering their bodies. There are blood marks on the face and stomach. Some noble children haughtily opened the cloth, but they vomited when they saw the condition of one of the three knights lying down.

All the carcasses of the wild boar that Jean had killed had been buried so as not to cause disease and provoke other wild animals. Natasha's sister, Joan, asks the knight she brought about what really happened. He was very angry when the knight said that he had killed all the wild pigs that would attack them.

Jean just shook her head. Stupid kid. It was easy for him to be tricked by his own knights. And his knights are no less stupid. Why would he dare to deceive the son of his own master?

In the end, Jean concludes that Joan was a naive child. He just origin believe and do not try to verify the truth of what others say. If Jean was that naive, she was sure her father would curse her from the grave.

Jean smiled bitterly. He approached the three knight corpses lying down. One Knight was a personal knight belonging to the Lostov family and the remaining two were knights belonging to a count-level noble family. His surname is Baldric.

If both families heard of this incident, a stir would definitely occur. The other knights would definitely do something to hide their carelessness from the Lostov and Baldric families.

Well, it's up to them. It's none of her business.

Everyone get ready to go home. Jean tore down the shelter she built and erased the tracks of the bonfire. He also buried bottles of alcohol and made sure none of the three girls' luggage was left behind.

"Jean...is what you said true? He said the three knights died protecting you! Is it really like that!?"

Natasha stood behind Jean. As Jean turned her head, Jean could see a face demanding a clear answer from her. Hahhh...where is her beautiful and naughty face that she has been putting on all this time?

"If I tell you the truth, will Miss Natasha believe me?"

Natasha nodded with confidence.

"The facts are not like that. The three of them died from their own carelessness. Last night I stood guard and the knights were drunk. They're off guard. No one even heard the ringing of the approaching wild boar.

"As a result, the three who were at that time in the part closest to the pigs were immediately trampled on them. Everything became a fog and in the end, I was the one who killed all those beasts."

Natasha's eyes sparkled with admiration! In Jean's eyes, Natasha looked extremely adorable. Regardless of the situation, Jean pulled Natasha into his arms. Ah, Natasha's big, soft chest touched her!

"Jean! What are you doing!? Quickly, let go of me!"

"Ehh...does Miss Natasha mind? Okay, I'll let go."

Jean stretches out her arms but Natasha does the opposite. She hugged Jean tightly as if she was not going to let go. Jean stroked Natasha's back and brought her mouth closer to the girl's ear.

"Natasha, you're mine and it's always been that way. No one can take you away from me."

Natasha's body shook. There was fear but the majority of her feelings were filled with happiness. Pleasure to be dominated by the man he loves. Thinking about it, Natasha's body went limp.

Jean takes off her arms and Natasha runs away from her sight. His face is very red. That hug made him very embarrassed.

All right, time to get back to work. Jean raises her and Selena's belongings on horseback. Today they will return to the city. For the knight's negligence, well, it's none of Jean's business.

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While everyone was busy preparing to leave the camp, without anyone realizing it, a hundred people were stalking them from within the forest.

"What about other conditions? Is everything ready?"

Behind them, a man, perhaps in his 40s, became the leader of this horde. His sharp eyes looked at the camp area of the children of nobles and rich merchants. He licked his lips, as if ready to get a lot of rewards.

"Yes sir! Everything is ready! Now is the time to party!"

The leader grinned. He raised his sword and shouted to give instructions to a hundred of his men.

"Everything! Today we will have more fun than usual! You are free to do anything and take everything you like! Don't hold back and party safe!"

They all cheered. A moment later, like a typhoon, they ran towards the campsite. There were 50 knights guarding the area. But three are dead. 43 Remaining. They are outnumbered.

Instantly, the camp area of the nobles was filled with chaos. Some Knights were trying to evacuate the children from there. But the number of these children is quite large and they are difficult to manage. The situation is getting chaos.

The clash between the knights and the bandits broke out. Unlike last night, they did their best this time. But in quality and quantity, the bandits were superior. The balance began to change and the position of the bandits was in profit.

"Kill them all!"

"Destroy the knights!"

"Don't let any of them get away!"

The bandits who did not fight with the knights chased the fleeing children. Two girls fell down. They have come to terms with the fate they will accept. But when there were three bandits approaching them, the three bandits instantly caught fire.

"Quick! We don't have much time!"

Hearing that shout, the two girls who had fallen down earlier immediately got up and ran again. Seeing the three comrades killed by a sudden fire, the other bandits immediately searched for the source of the attack.

They saw a purple-haired girl from a distance. He was behind their three burning friends. All of them advanced to finish off the purple-haired girl, but they were on fire right then and there.

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From the top of the tree, Jean watches the bandits' movements. He still had twenty arrows. Whenever there were bandits trying to get out of the camp area and chase the children running towards the capital, Jean would instantly shoot the bandits with his arrow.

So far he had killed at least fifteen bandits. From the point of view, he caught two girls slipping. With swiftness Jean immediately targeted the three bandits who were chasing after the two.

But how shocked Jean was when she saw the three bandits burned to the ground. And more surprised to see that the person who caused it was Natasha.

'So, Natasha can use magic.'

Magic is something that results from manipulating mana. The existence of mana in this world could only be felt by a few people. That's what his mother once said. Meaning, Natasha is one of those rarities.

All right, no more messing around. Natasha's performance has deteriorated. Jean leapt from the tree and landed his legs on the neck of a bandit.

After confirming that the bandit whose neck he had stepped on was dead, Jean pulled out her sword and immediately shot towards the other. He killed every bandit he met. The heads flew and the stomach was splattered.

Seeing the ferocious Jean, the bandits are frightened and run away. But Jean didn't let them. He chased as many as he could and killed them.

Out of the hundred bandits that attacked the camp area, only five people were able to escape alive. The rest, Jean slaughtered them all.