22 the tragedy in a small village. (2/2)

”There were about 38 large and 26 small water bottles in the village. Of these, we used 18 large and 24 small ones. Even if you consider them as spares, how can you live with them?

”You! You've been searching our village without permission!

I was just checking to see if there were any other demons lurking around. Don't we need to make sure it's safe? And there is, isn't there? There's an obscure well with fresh water. You know, the one where the field used to be. There it is.

”Huh? I've heard that there are no fields in that village because water is too precious. Would you like to explain, Mr. Mayor?

The village chief's complexion quickly went from pale to white. At the same time, some of the men became frantic.

”If the village chief is exposed for cheating on the water bottle, he's finished and no one will follow him. You're pretty vicious yourself. ”I'm a stranger.

”I'm a stranger and have no way of knowing about the fraud. ”I'm a stranger and I don't know anything about cheating.

I was fully convinced that the field of weeds in the obscure location was a hidden field of illegal income that had existed on Earth for a long time, but admitting it would do no good. I was only protesting against the village chief who was trying to cheat me out of my reward by making a false report. It was just a coincidence that this led to the discovery of the fraud. It has to be that way even if everyone around you knows differently. It's tough being an adult, isn't it?

”Well, the captain has something important to discuss with the village chief, so I'm going to take a short walk. Hey!

”Hey, if you wander off by yourself now... no, that's why... .... ...Don't kill me. Don't kill me.

I don't like it. I'm not going to kill you, you're too good for that.

I'm not going to kill you.

”Hey, you there! You've done more than you should have!

In their hands were axes, machetes, knives... all of them the same men who had just been killing you. If they wanted to kill me, they could have just attacked without saying a word. Is this a form of beauty? Is there a book published on how to get beaten up by a beautiful third-rate villain? You can't take them by surprise, because if there's a difference in skill, you won't have much to play for.

It's more of a self-destruct for the village chief.

”You're the one who said that! Huh! ...

A fist slams firmly into the face of the man who is slashing at him with an axe.

You're prepared for this, aren't you?

The men are running away, crying, screaming, and falling down.

It's a little uncomfortable to run around and hit them like a boxer... needs some work. It needs some work.

”What the hell is this?

The knight baby carriage's screams echoed throughout the village.