The Spear Knights of Nirwana

Stuffed toys

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Mao Lao sat quietly while enjoying the wine in his hands, he felt that living in a secluded place was very calming, unlike when he was in villages or cities.

Mao Lao let out a long sigh as he gazed in a distant direction, "My age is too old to be alive, if I can find someone who can inherit all my knowledge, maybe this science won't die with me!" mao Lao muttered then he looked up at the sky.

"Owh god! I know I am not a saint, it is not really worth it for me to beg you for something! But for the last time I beg you, meet me with someone who will inherit this knowledge!" mao Lao said then he leaned his body against the wooden pole of his home porch.

Not long after, Mao Lao heard the footsteps of someone who was heading towards him, not only one but there were around three people who seemed to be running towards him.

Mao Lao tilted his head and saw a little boy covering his face was heading towards him. Behind the little boy was seen two people holding a long scythe were chasing him.

The little boy immediately headed towards Mao Lao who was still sitting quietly and sipped his wine, "Grandfather..! Help me, those people want to kill me!" said the child who was none other than Tian Feng.

Mao Lao responded to Tian Feng with a smile, he might not know Tian Feng because the boy was wearing a face mask, yet he could sense Tian Feng's level of strength.

Mao Lao turned to the two pursuers who had now stopped not far from him, "Hi little boy, where are you going? You better come with us if you want to stay alive," said one of them as he pointed at Tian Feng with his scythe.

"People from Yamuru, why are you talking so loudly? Is this kid deaf so you speak that loud?" ask Mao Lao.

"Wouldn't you have to interfere with the old man, you better go inside and let us solve our problems with this boy!" said one of the fat and rather tall people.

"She came here and asked me for help, and I wouldn't let anyone who needs my help just like that, would I?"

"You really stink of dirt that's tired of living, huh? Do you know who we are?"

Mao Lao chuckled then he got up, but the establishment looked not as stable as it was drunk, "Yes-yes I already know! You are two shameless warriors from Yamuru who dare to be just a child!" answer Mao Lao.

"What did you say!?"

"Omari, we don't need to care about Grandpa getting drunk, we'd better catch that kid alive or dead!" said one of them.

"You're so right Shakir, let's get him!"

Omari and Shakir are former soldiers from Yamuru who are currently led by Ramses.

The two of them were indeed not great warriors, but they had strong body power strength so their strength was enormous even at the level of the Upper Swordsman.

Now the two of them immediately moved towards Tian Feng intending to capture him, but Mao Lao turned out to block their steps.

"As long as there's me here, don't you ever expect to be able to touch her!" mao Lao said with his body that once almost fell down.

"Based on old drunken grandfather, the old man is still meddling! Just die you old grandfather," Shakir sailed towards Mao Lao's body which was still unyielding, he was sure the old grandfather would not be able to dodge his attack.

Mao Lao was very easy to avoid the attack by turning his body, with just one step straight, he was right in front of Shakir.

Mao Lao immediately gave a fist strike to Shakir's chest four times, although it looked like an underpowered fist, but once it hit Shakir's body, he felt that a strong enough energy hit his chest, it was like being hit by a huge rock.

Shakir was dragged back a few steps back then he wanted to stabilize his condition as well as endure the pain in his chest, but Mao Lao was already on the side.

"You're strong enough to withstand my drunken punch, young man, how about this one!" mao Lao said then he pulled Shakir's ear and twisted his earlobe very hard.

Shakir screamed in pain and tried to remove his ears from Mao Lao's jewels.

"Let's not look, just help me!" shakir screamed while holding Mao Lao's hand that was still twisting his ear, even there was blood coming out of his ear.

Omari soon realized, since then he felt confused when Shakir became the moons of Mao Lao.

Omari immediately slashes Mao Lao's hand so that he can release Shakir's ear, it turns out that Omari's actions managed to make Mao Lao release his hand, but in exchange Omari's nose is now the target of Mao Lao.

Inevitably Omari was forced to come down, if not his nose could be separated from his face.

Shakir himself was still grimacing in pain while holding his blood-splitting ear behind, his ears almost torn if Omari did not help him immediately.

"It's very hard on Grandpa's hands to get drunk!" muttered Shakir while holding his ear.

"Shakir help me!" Omari who had let out tears shouted with a buzzing sound as his nose was covered by Mao Lao.

Shakir gulped his saliva at Omari who was also helpless against Mao Lao. Shakir held his own nose and then he imagined if he helped Omari could be his nose that would be his target, Shakir suddenly began to be horrified to imagine it.

"Don't just look at Shakir!" exclamation Omari.

"Ba-well," Shakir replied then he slashed Mao Lao's hand from a distance.

"Sabit Lord Anubis."

The energy of the slash immediately shot towards Mao Lao's arm so Mao Lao released his hand and moved to avoid the slash.

Omari rushed away and stood beside Shakir, now they both grimaced with each other's pain.

"Grandfather was crazy, his movements were totally unpredictable" Omari said.

"Is he really drunk or just made up? I've never seen anyone drunk who can move while attacking and has such a powerful force!" Shakir was astonished as well.

"Hey, when are you going to discuss?" said Mao Lao who was lying on the ground with his left hand propping his head.

Shakir and Omari looked at each other, they both felt confused whether to still capture Tian Feng or not, but obviously to be able to catch Tian Feng had to face Mao Lao which made them hassles.

"You go ahead first, I'll give you a spirit of support from behind!" omari.

Shakir glared and replied telling Omari, "Why don't you go ahead first, I'll help with the prayer from here!" Shakir.

The two of them were both not willing to go forward to attack Mao Lao while Mao Lao just laughed amusedly at the behavior of the two of them.

"What did Senior Mao do, why didn't he kill them both?" inner Tian Feng who had only been a spectator since earlier.

Tian Feng was not at all happy when he saw Mao Lao who seemed to be playing around with the two Yamurus, if only he could handle them both, he would definitely kill both of them so that in the future they would no longer be the more troublesome ones.

"We'd better get out of here, it's useless if we stick to it because Grandpa's drunk it doesn't seem like an ordinary person!" omari.

"You're right, we should just go back to Mr. Amun and explain the situation we're in with him!"

Shakir and Omari hurried away leaving Mao Lao and Tian Feng, they were no longer willing to be the stuffed toys of the drunk Grandpa.

"Grandfather! Why did Grandpa let her go?" tian Feng asked.

Mao Lao walked towards the small jug he had placed near the porch pole then gulped down its contents.

"What should I do with them?" mao Lao asked as he finished gulping his wine.

"They're the bad people of the cake, they don't deserve to be kept alive, so many people will be killed by them" Tian Feng said.

"You are a child, but your way of thinking is terrible! Do you think I'm a God of taking lives who has the right to take someone's life? We'd better get inside!" mao Lao said then he walked inside.

"What else is it! Let's go inside!" Mao Lao again rebuked Tian Feng who just stood up and stared at the departure of Shakir and Omari.

"Ba-good..!" tian Feng replied then he followed Mao Lao into the humble house of Mao Lao.