Chapter 7 A forceful “Push”
Translator: Tchu
Looking at this pitiful creature screaming in pain, Shaar Thunder laughed so hard that he started to roll on the floor while holding his belly.
This malicious laughter stimulated the tears from the pitiful creature’s eyes and threw away the bread out of spite. While pressing his lost front tooth to his chest, he started crying overwhelmed by grief.
Finally calming down from laughter, Shaar stood up and picked up the bread with his charred pitch fork. He extended it towards the fire coming from the high-piled firewood and started roasting it while putting on a smile: “It is certain now, you have never stayed in the wilderness in the past. Before eating these things, you must roast it with fire first to make it softer.”
Seeing this fellow still weeping bitterly, Shaar Thunder scratched his head: “Come on, stop crying. Isn’t it just a tooth? Real men do not cry when losing a tooth.” He continued with good intention trying to comfort him: “I think you should be a n.o.ble right? You must be rich? Just wait until you get home, go find a good craftsman and insert a gold tooth. In our town, the boss of the tavern had inserted two gold teeth. Each time he smiles, his mouth shined like a gold bar, I don’t have to tell you how impressive that looks!”
Just when he was about to calm down, he heard about inserting a gold tooth and “mouth shined like a gold bar”, the pitiful creature became terribly saddened again and almost cried himself to death on spot.
Not caring anymore, Shaar started selfishly eating the roasted bread with his big mouth. Thinking for a while, he decided to keep a small piece for this pitiful fellow.
“Hey, I like to remind you that if you don’t eat now, the next time we have a meal is tomorrow afternoon.”
Finishing his sentence, Shaar Thunder got up, started unpacking a piece of cloth for a while and finally pulled out a dry and hard coal like briquette. From far away, the pitiful creature could smell the stench and could not bear it anymore and cover his nose.
Shaar Thunder walked around the periphery of the camp, cautiously grinding the powder from the briquette and sprinkled in the surroundings. Finishing this process, he clapped his hands and rubbed it on his clothes while not bothering to wash it. He walked towards high-piled firewood and extinguished it with a kick while pushing the ashes aside.
Still boiling hot from the fire, Shaar Thunder lied down on the roasting heat and satisfied breathed a sigh of relief. Getting really to sleep, he turned around and mumbled: “Good night.” With his a.s.s facing the pitiful creature, in less than a minute a loud snoring could be heard.
This jerk, he, he, he did not care how I feel and unexpectedly went to bed himself?!
Resentment filled the heart of the pitiful creature, half from the sorrow of losing his tooth, the other half from being ignored by this rude guy.
This b.a.s.t.a.r.d, could he be a blind person?!
Listening to Shaar’s loud snoring sound, the pitiful creature finally stopped his moaning. Not being able to bear the hunger anymore, he finally took that small piece of bread Shaar left behind and put it in his lips while nipping on it.
The tooth was still somewhat sore and the black bread’s rough texture was very difficult to swallow. Nevertheless, he was too hungry and that nasty thing was the only food available. After forcing several bites of the bread into his mouth, the pitiful creature eventually started choking on it while his eyes started turning. While he was panicking and almost crying, he suddenly saw that despiteful fellow was awake and looking at him. He did not know when Shaar woke up, but his eyes were wide open and looking at him with a mocking smile.
Shocked from being seen in this embarra.s.sing manner, the pitiful creature was startled and spat and the bread all over his cloth while nearly coughing himself to death.
“You must be someone who is used to a good life.” Shaar used his bag as a pillow, tilted his legs and smiled: “Hey, where did you actually come from?”
The pitiful creatures stared at this fellow with a ferocious look.
“Hm, your hair is the blonde, so you should be a Byzantine. However you are quite tall, most Byzantines do not have such height and only the northern Odins are this tall. Furthermore, the accent that you spoke with was also very strange. It was the official Byzantium language, but your p.r.o.nunciation is very awkward and somewhat stiff. Also not how the Odins normally speak – I met some people from the Odin Empire in the Primal Wildfire Town and when these fellows spoke in Byzantium language, it sounded really weird since their tongues were not used to the bending. Hehe……Who are you? How could a person like you come to a dangerous place like this and stepping in a hunter’s animal trap?”
The pitiful creatures did not answer and gave Shaar Thunder a disgusted look.
Shaar Thunder declared: “Up to you if you don’t want to talk. I guess you must be a wanted criminal. Hehe, probably committed some crime and are on the run now, that’s why you do not dare to say your name? Relax, I am not a bounty hunter and won’t turn you in for bounty.”
“Then what type of person are you?” The pitiful creature finally opened his mouth.
“I ……I am a magical beast hunter!” Finishing his declaration, Shaar Thunder proudly threw out his chest.
The pitiful creature looked at him with scorn: “You are hunting magical beasts? With your broken axe and charred pitch fork? Ha, I have seen magical beast hunter before and they are always well-equipped. Just a piece of their equipment is worth at least 100 times more than your family belongings combined. Where are your anti-magic protective gears? Do you have weapons to break the magic beast’s defence? I think you are only a little third-rate hunter at best.”
These words immediately poked at Shaar Thunder’s sore spot. He rolled his eyes and snorted: “Heng, the old man was right, an ugly person is always rude!”
“…………”
The pitiful creature’s eyes instantaneously widened and stared at Shaar with an indescribable look. Recovering from this shock, he suddenly jumped up!
Not caring about the wound on his legs, the pain on his head and not even that a small piece of tooth chipped off! He roared at Shaar Thunder:
“What did you just say?! You said that I am ugly?!!!”
The pitiful creatures flew into a rage, while hearing the most intolerable insult.
“Are you not?” Shaar Thunder looked disdained at this guy: “As a “man”, your appearance is simply pitiful if you could be even can that way. Look at yourself, you grew this tall, but can’t even open an animal trap by yourself. Your face – a handsome man should have a robust physique, strong and muscular. The face should be square featured with thick eyebrows and a wide mouth. Ideal would be to have a scar on the face, a big mouth to drink liquor and eat meat in bulks……That is a real man.”
Oh may G.o.ds forgive this pitiful hillbilly….
It was obvious that this boy had little experience of the world. His aesthetic standard was so twisted, even to a large extend ……it could be said that it was entirely “attributed” to that already dead old fart!
In order to make his own adopted son respect him, that old man taught him that his image and behaviours were the standards of the worlds most handsome and amazing men.
Vulgar, st.u.r.diness, scars, can eat a lot, drink a lot and sleep……
Although Shaar mingled since his childhood in Primal Wildfire Town in some bad places and was gradually influenced by some basic att.i.tude from the town locals, it had to be said that in certain aspects he was still very innocent.
Hearing his explanations, the pitiful creature’s jaw dropped. This time it wasn’t from anger, but from this guy’s ridiculous world view.
“……As for you, as a man you are really a useless. But if you were a woman ……” Shaar blinked his eye.
“……as a female then?” The pitiful creature could not help but ask.
“If you were a woman, then you would be even uglier.” Shaar’s words almost made the pitiful creature spit blood.
“Ugly! You said I am ugly!!”The pitiful creature was enraged!
Her head may break and her blood may flow. As a beautiful woman who would be surprised that her own appearance was the most important thing to her. This was the one thing all beautiful women in the world would not tolerate when insulted!
“You hillbilly tell me, how does a beautiful woman looks like?!”
“First she needs to have a big a.s.s and big b.r.e.a.s.t.s.” Shaar Thunder lifted both his hands to make two extremely exaggerate arcs: “A big a.s.sed woman can have many children and a woman needs large b.r.e.a.s.t.s to produce sufficient breast milk to feed the children. Additionally, her hands and feet need to be thick so that she can work, cook and carry water to wash clothes, hehe.”
The pitiful creature stopped being angry and started to give Shaar a strange look: “Hey, then what about the ……face? In your opinion, how should a beautiful woman’s face look like?”
“Face? Does it matters how the face looks like?” Shaar gave a disapproval tone: “Old man said: Turn off a light and all women look the same.”
He deliberately put a very sophisticated look on his face.
…… The pitiful creature started to pity this pitiful hillbilly.
“Uh, who is the ‘old man’ you talked about?”
“My foster father.”
The pitiful creature sighed and looked at Shaar Thunder while asking in a low voice: “These things you said were taught by your foster father?”
“That’s right.”
“Ok, I understand now ……” The pitiful creature answered in a relaxed tone: “Your foster father certainly a grudge against you.”
…………
Failed to agree with each other, they simply turned around and decided to sleep. At midnight, feeling the cold wind against her body, the pitiful creature woke up still feeling drowsily. The heat from the fire was already cooled down and her body was rolled together. Unable to resist the cold air, while still half asleep, her instinct drew her towards the only heat source in the vicinity.
Still in his sleep, Shaar felt that something soft had sneaked into his embrace. Not caring, he bluntly turned and pressed his thigh on the other side’s waists. Drowsily, he probably thought that he was holding a big soft cotton blanket and even wickedly rubbed against it a couple of times ……
When the sun started rising, the pitiful creature woke up first. She did not sleep very well the whole night and after waking up, she immediately discovered something horrible.
When this hillbilly did start hugging her with his arms?!
Her instinct told her to scream, but she immediately discovered that the hillbilly was still sleeping at the same place as last night. It was her who moved actually quite far from before – vaguely she started remembering her own initiative to seek warmth in his embrace!!
Her heart started pounding madly. The body of this hillbilly had an unpleasant fishy smell, yet the warmth from his embrace felt sinfully comfortable and made his pitiful cold-fearing creature hesitant to leave this sanctuary.
Just when she moved her body a bit, she immediately discovered an even more terrible thing!
Ok……Let us carefully a.n.a.lyze this situation……
First, Shaar’s thigh was pressed tightly against the body of this pitiful creature.
Alright, although this was somewhat excessive, it was nothing compared to following event.
Secondly, Shaar was a healthy young man and according to his “ideal woman” standard, it was obviously that he was a virgin. Therefore in the morning, his body has an urge that all men around the world knew about.
A minute ago when the pitiful creature moved her body, she immediately felt the thigh pressing against her body and an extremely hard rod like thing pushing against her waist.
Even wearing several layers of clothes, she could feel being threatened by this ferocious weapon.
Even though the pitiful creature was young, nonetheless ……Compared to the hillbilly who did not understand common knowledge, she knew the important facts about man and woman.
She only needed a moment to instantaneously understand what kind of weapon was thrusting against her waist!
The almighty G.o.ds could testify! In the 17 years of this pitiful creature’s life, she has violated this excessive by a man!
So she immediately responded according to her instincts.
Bent body, bent knees ……preparing power……
Push!!!
“Kyaaaa!!!” A loud shriek.
“Aaaaaahh!!!” A pitiful cry.