Powerful Creator God 9 Chapter9- Slaugher In The Way To The Capital

"Nonsense!" He flicked a hand. "Just let them know if there are any foods that you're interested in eating. They will also help you with bringing you your clothes once they are ready." He explained to her.

Though he could've had Brittania bring Eris various foods and items, he didn't feel like sharing his personal maid. While he was moving his hand around the different parts of her a.s.s, he felt liquid dripping down her leg. Thinking for a second, Alex realized that Brittania was extremely wet down there.

"Someone is having indecent thoughts," Alex chuckled at Brittania.

Squirming her body in embarra.s.sment, Brittany said, "But Master, your hand sends s.h.i.+vers throughout my body. I'm sorry for being such a dirty maid."

"Now. Now. I'm glad that my beautiful little Brittania is feeling so aroused. Feeling such a wonderful thing is a pleasure I cannot ignore." He gently smacked her a.s.s, affectionately.

Looking at Elena and Reina, they were looking at Brittania with jealousy, likely wis.h.i.+ng they could trade places with her. With such woman around, how could he not feel loved and appreciated? If his guest was not with them, there would time for several hours of group activities. A sigh escaped, thinking of such an opportunity wasted. Making a mental note, enjoying the three of them would be necessary when the time permits. He was also thinking about having s.e.x with all 3 of them. He already had a threesome why not having a foursome as well.

"Master, up ahead there is a large number of people quickly heading towards a relatively large caravan." Sophia alerted him.

Blinking in surprise at such news, he asked, "How far away are they?"

"It is about thirty miles in front of us. What are your orders?" Sophia's voice was robotic as if she felt weird to the new development. The reason for this is that she did not wanted to waste her time with those ants, but she still had to report to her master just in case.

Leaning back into the chair to give the information some thought, the question was whether helping was the right response. The issue wasn't whether they were able to a.s.sist them, but whether this kind of support would be beneficial to his enjoyment. To be honest he did not really care about these people. The only thing he care about was to have fun in this new world.

He was hoping to head to a relatively large village and see if the people there were better than the place Eris came from, but maybe such taking a gander would reveal something pleasant. Shrugging his shoulders, Alex commanded, "Speed up and catch up to them. If something happens, before we can get there, then it's none of my concern."

The carriage speeding up, to fairly dangerous speeds, was detected as Sophia followed through with the order. Inside the carriage, there was no change, so none of the others knew that they were racing down the road towards a fight. When he arrived, the idea of using the word "fight" was silly considering how it would be more like a "slaughter."

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Elizabeth was sitting next to her mother, frightened by how quickly the wagon was going. Shouts from her daddy, who was steering, scared her. He was begging for them to stay down and stay behind the boxes.

The two of them were in the wagon bed, behind various boxes her daddy was planning on selling at the village. She was confused because her parents said traveling with other merchants would mean that people wouldn't attack them. Now they were trying to get away from evil men, who were shooting arrows at them.

"d.a.m.n those Roan Empire soldiers!" Her daddy shouted out, as he whipped the horses to go faster.

"Father! They're getting closer and I'm running out of bolts!" Shouted Elizabeth's older brother, Miguel.

Her father started swearing, hearing Miguel. Looking back, her father yelled out, "Start throwing out the boxes, and try to trip those Empire sc.u.m! We're going to need to make this wagon lighter if we're going to make it to the village!

We just need to make it to the village. There is an outpost in the village, so they'll be able to handle these pieces of s.h.i.+t!"

A bolt suddenly struck close to where her mother's leg was. Even though they were huddling and trying to make themselves a smaller target, they were almost able to hit her mother. Her mother screamed in fright, after seeing how close the bolt lodged itself into the back of the wagon.

"Mommy, I'm scared!!" Elizabeth cried out to her mother, burying her face into her mother's arm.

Her mother patted her head and tried to say in a firm voice, "It'll be alright, my baby. Daddy will get us to the village, and we'll be safe."

From the way her mother was talking, she could tell that they were probably going to be caught by the bad men. She cried, not wanting to think about what was going to happen.

Elizabeth felt a sudden lurch, as the wagon dangerously weaved causing one side to lift off of the ground before striking the ground. A strange whining noise was heard on the side that lifted up.

"What are you guys doing!?" Her father yelled out.

She heard a voice call out, belonging to one of the other merchants, "I'm sorry Carlos! We have to think about our family!"

There were more voices shouting to continue tossing crates from the back. It was even worse hearing how callous they sounded, people that had kept her family company around the group campfire.

"Stop it! You're going to make the horses trip if you keep tossing your boxes!!" Her daddy tried to reason with them.

There was another lurch of the wagon, dodging another box the merchant was throwing. The lack of the wagon tilting was a relief, confirming how good of a driver her father was.

The relief was replaced with the scared voice of her daddy yelling out, "BRACE YOURSELF!"

It felt like the world had suddenly flipped upside down and all of them were violently flung out of the wagon. Her mother managed to hold on to her. Everything felt like it had slowed down but soon she felt the two of them hit the gra.s.sy ground.

They rolled and slid several feet before finally stopping. The entire world felt like it was out of control. Elizabeth didn't know how long she laid there her body feeling numb, but she soon heard her mother's terrified voice.

"B-by, -re you right-?!" Her mother frantically called out, stumbling towards where Elizabeth lay on the ground. Reaching where Elizabeth was, her mother tripped and landed next to her.

The words were jumbled, not making sense as she was overcome with dizziness.

"Mommy, w-whwhat hhappened?" She tried to speak, but it felt like her mind was full of wool. The world slowly stopped spinning.

Trying to get up but failing, she saw her brother and father holding their swords. In front of them were the bad men, slowly approaching them on their horses.

"Seems like all of them survived!" Yelled out the man in the front, while the others laughed. "I was worried that I was going to have to f.u.c.k a corpse, today!" This made the other men laugh louder.

"How could such evil people exist in the world?" Elizabeth wondered, terrified of what was about to happen.

"It's going to be okay. Mommy will protect you." Her mother said to her. The arms that held her shook in fear.

"Molly! Miguel and I will hold them off. You need to take Elizabeth and run to the village." Her daddy yelled.

"Tomas, I won't leave you!" Her mother squeezed tighter as she yelled out.

"d.a.m.n you, woman! For once in your life, will you just do what I tell you!? We'll be okay, and see you in the village!" Her daddy screamed, fear dripping from his words.

"Mother! Please, for all that is pure in this world, listen to what Father is saying! We'll see you in the village!" Miguel pleaded. "You can't let these savages have Elizabeth! Think about what would happen if they get her."

It was the first time Elizabeth heard her brother sound so desperate. Holding her mother, she couldn't tear her eyes away from the men who were dangerously close.
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Elizabeth felt the teardrops fall on top of her head, as her mother started to cry. Getting up, her mother stumbled for a second, and when Samantha looked, she saw a large patch of blood on her mother's skirt mixed with gra.s.s and dirt stains.

Roughly, her mother grabbed and lifted Elizabeth up. Staring, her mother looked straight into Elizabeth's eyes and said, "Elizabeth, your mommy, daddy, and Miguel love you very much. Can my baby be a big girl for mommy?"

Her mother was sobbing with tears streaming down. "Can you, my big girl? I need my big girl to run towards the village, where the knights are. The strong knights will protect you." Sensing resistance, her mother urged, "Will you listen to your mommy? We'll see you at the village after Daddy and Miguel beat the bad men."

Shaking her head, Elizabeth yelled, "No, mommy! I don't want to go! I want to stay with everyone!" Elizabeth knew her mother and everyone was lying, and if she left, then she would never see them again.

"Who the f.u.c.k are you!?" one of the men in the back yelled out in confusion.

Both Elizabeth and her mother looked to see what was happening. Behind the evil men, there was a beautiful carriage with a scary dragon in front.

"Are there more people that'll hurt my family?" Elizabeth wondered, feeling worried for the safety of all that she cared about in this world.

In the stories, knights would ride on pretty white horses, not a scary dragon. When the carriage stopped, everyone was looking at it.

Slowly, a door opened and out came a beautiful lady in a pretty maid outfit. It looked like she was holding the door open and bowing her head, her back towards them. A man, who looked a little older than her brother, came out wearing weird clothes.

Walking a little bit away from the carriage, the man looked around and acted like he was arriving for a picnic, enjoying the beautiful weather. The sight was strange with the evil men carrying swords close by.

As if just noticing them, the man called out, "h.e.l.lo there!" Appearing as if he were completely relaxed, not worried about the danger right in front. He looks as he did not care about the people with swords in their hands.

Out of the carriage, another beautiful lady came out, but she was wearing a leather outfit. After, another lady came out, though she looked like a regular village lady.

Standing behind them were three pretty maids standing in a line, one of them a pretty woman and the other two looking identical aside from the hair color.

"Maybe they did come for a picnic?" Elizabeth thought to herself. Looking up at her mother, she asked, "Mommy, are those bad men going to kill the pretty ladies?"

Her mother didn't say anything and just held Elizabeth closer.

"Whoa!! Those are some lovely looking wh.o.r.es you got there!" The bad man in front yelled out. "You look a bit lost? How about you leave behind those lovely looking woman, and get back into your fancy carriage to be on your way?"

The man started to laugh raising a hand to his head, saying, "I'm having appalling luck with people today. First, I go to a village that treats people like c.r.a.p and now I'm dealing with stereotypical evil soldiers. Is there any way you could be more cliché?" The man mocked the bad men, as if not worried about the consequences.

The bad men didn't look happy at the man laughing at them and turn towards him holding their swords menacingly. "I tried to be a gentleman, but I guess we're going to need to treat this n.o.ble brat a lesson. Make sure you don't hurt the woman. I get first dibs on all of them, and the rest of you can share after I'm done."

"Captain, you're so generous!" One of the men yelled out, among the cheering of the other men.

Aside from the village lady, none of the people standing next to the carriage looked frightened.

Elizabeth felt confused since there were so many bad men, but there was only one man to protect the numerous women.

"Miguel, we need to help those people out!" Her daddy ordered her brother. He also seemed worried for all the woman who was in danger.

Getting his sword ready, Jake said, "Yes, father!"

Without any indication, the lady in leather made a big sword materialized, rus.h.i.+ng the bad men. Swinging her big sword, the bad men were killed one by one in an orderly fas.h.i.+on. There wasn't any hesitation in her attacks, as if it were something she had performed numerous times.

Sometimes when the lady flicked her sword, she would cut one of the horses in half and blood would spray everywhere.

"What are you doing!? Hurry up and stop her! She's just one woman!" The man shrieked at the others, who looked like statues.

The lady kept killing the bad men, bathing the gra.s.s in blood until it looked like a small lake had formed. Elizabeth's father and Miguel just stood there looking perplexed, no longer thinking about trying to help.

Even though her brother was powerful with a sword, Elizabeth didn't think Miguel could beat that woman. She looked like a G.o.ddess of death had descended on this world. She was killing everything that stood on her way.

When the captain was killed by the beautiful lady, she made her sword disappear and walked back to the man. The man kissed the lovely lady and then walked towards her father and brother. Before he reached the blood, he waved his hand. Without warning the blood faded away as if never existing.

Miguel and her father shakily put away their swords. Both her mother and Elizabeth ambled to rejoin them, grateful that the two of them were safe.

When her father looked back at them, to make sure they were okay, he saw her mother's injury. Her mother looked very pale and leaned heavily on her. Elizabeth tried her best to support her mother.

As the man came closer, followed by the pretty ladies, he said, "Oh my, that looks pretty serious. If you don't get her some medical attention quickly, I don't believe she's going to make it. I hope that one of you is a doctor, considering how the nearest village is still ways away and too far for her if she is going to survive. At the rate she's bleeding, I estimate she will pa.s.s away in less than an hour, so I advise you to act with haste." His words sounded as if their problems had no bearing to him.

"My lord, please, would you be willing to take my wife, in your carriage, to take her to the village?! If it's an issue about payment, I have the money! I beg you, my Lord!" Elizabeth's father sobbed, begging the young lord.

Tilting his head as if considering it, his body language conveyed that he found the whole situation to be a ha.s.sle, and coldly said, "I don't feel like doing that."

Her father dropped to his knees and pressed his forehead to the ground and pleaded, "My lord, I will do anything, if you can save my wife! PLEASE!"

Looking bored by the spectacle of her father kneeling in front of him, he merely said, "How about I do this instead." And just raised his left hand, snapping his fingers.

Her father looked up in confusion, to ask the young lord what he meant, when her mother exclaimed, "Honey, I'm healed!"

Elizabeth looked at her mother, wondering what she was talking about, and saw that the wound on her leg was gone.

They just stared at the place that had been dripping with blood and only saw her clean clothing.

All of them looked at the young lord, who was smiling.

As if enjoying their reaction, he calmly said, "isn't this a better solution?"