"Bullshit! Someone! Get me someone! Beat this bastard to death! Hit him!"

The noblewomen suddenly lost their composure, their faces twisted in rage as they screamed like mad.

"You're interfering with the development of human civilization and art! What you're doing is a serious crime!

Wait! Ouch! My eyes! Ouch! My leg! Don't hit! Don't hit anymore!"

Aganfu didn't even finish speaking before he took a punch to the eye.

After that, he felt countless punches land on his body.

The conflict fully erupted, and he and several half-beastmen were quickly overwhelmed, their cries of pain echoing incessantly.

When the sun set.

The noblewomen paused and warned:

"Aganfu! This is our final warning! If you dare to let your elves continue to dance and seduce men, next time will be the day you die! Do you understand?

Don't think that bastard Ireland will back you up! That old fool! I've already had my father warn him! If he dares to obstruct me again, I'll make sure he pays! Hmph!"

This was the wife of Viscount Ireland, a bejeweled noblewoman in her forties.

"..."

Aganfu and several half-beastmen were now covered in bruises, blood streaming from their mouths and noses, looking as if half their lives were gone, completely unable to respond.

Seeing them like this, the group of women felt unsatisfied and even spat on them several times before leaving.

After quite a while, one of the half-beastmen wobbled up from the ground, came to Aganfu's side, and helped him up, struggling to say:

"Why are these human women so brutal? Even our half-beastmen women aren't like this! Damn it! I almost got beaten to death!"

"Ouch~ Ouch~ Go... find a carriage, and then take me to... to... the Sun Divine Hall... find a priest, I... need healing..."

Aganfu moaned continuously, his face full of pain.

The half-beastman forced himself to gather his strength, ran outside to find a carriage, and then, together with the coachman, carried him up to go to the Sun Divine Hall for treatment.

After spending 10 Silver Rable, Aganfu finally recovered some strength, lying on his villa's sofa.

The living room of the whole villa was already filled with injured half-beastmen and some fearful elves.

"What should we do now? Those savage human women have warned us... if we ignore this time, next time definitely more people will die.

Several brothers here have had their hand bones and leg bones shattered, regular divine skills can't restore them.

And two half-beastmen have directly gone to meet their ancestors!

It's truly hateful! They didn't die on the battlefield, yet died inexplicably at the hands of these women!"

One of the half-beastmen roared angrily.

"Pah! Those damn crazy women! Do they know the stupid things they're doing? Fine! Very well! Don't let us continue business!? Then let's see!

You all immediately go back! Return to the Green Forest! Tell the master everything!! I want them to pay!"

Aganfu slammed the table and chair in anger and shouted.

.............

Several days later.

With a roar.

Land descended from the sky. He had just flown around in a great mood and returned to the Green Forest, ready to enjoy a delicious meal.

But a group of half-beastmen blocked the entrance to his treehole residence.

One of them shouted as soon as he saw Land:

"Master! Master! It's bad! Something terrible has happened!"

This shout immediately made Land's heart instinctively jump. This phrase, it seemed familiar?

His brows furrowed upwards, and he looked down at this seemingly insignificant half-beastman compared to him. His super memory allowed him to instantly recognize the half-beastman as one sent to serve Aganfu.

Did something happen with Aganfu?

His eyes narrowed slightly, flashing with a fierce light.

Who the hell dared to mess with his cash cow, he would claim their life!

"Speak! What exactly happened!"

Land immediately growled.

The half-beastman instantly recounted everything, and Land, after listening, was so angry that two streams of fire spewed from his nostrils, yet he didn't impulsively charge over to massacre them but instead instructed the half-beastman to inform Aganfu, telling him to investigate Ireland City's influence clearly and then return!

Thus, several weeks passed again.

In the Green Forest, on the grassy ground.

Sitting around here were a large and two small three-headed Giant Dragons, along with a group of half-beastmen, Aganfu himself, and Yakus.

In the central position, Land crouched, his crimson gaze continuously scanning Aganfu and others, slowly speaking:

"Is everything investigated clearly? How many troops does Viscount Ireland have in the city? Advanced professionals?"

"Master! Everything has been investigated!

Viscount Ireland has five thousand soldiers; there are three Great Mages, two Great Warriors, and several other advanced professionals throughout the city. There are a full five Dragon-Hunting Crossbows.

However, among those advanced professionals, only about three or four are truly loyal to Viscount Ireland."

Aganfu's voice became more subdued as he spoke.

Everyone present understood what these figures represented.

This signified that the opposing force greatly outstripped theirs!

To deal with such a formation, probably only Legendary Level powerhouses could do it!

But did their master... possess legendary power?

"Tss..."

Land's nostrils sprayed two streams of heat, his expression somewhat indescribable:

"Aganfu, you've done well! Afterwards, just head directly to other aristocratic domains to prosper."

"Then... what about Viscount Ireland over there? Are we just going to let them slide?"

"Of course that's not possible! It's always been me, Land Saphis Oakben, bullying others! When has anyone ever bullied me! This time is no exception!"

"Land, do refrain from being impulsive! The opposite is, after all, a longstanding Viscount; if war directly erupts, we're likely not opponents."

Yakus frowned and had to remind.

Having lived in the Green Forest for several months, he roughly had the strength of the place in mind. Apart from Land, their strength wasn't particularly great.

But the potential is enormous!

Because there are as many as three-headed dragons!

As long as these three-headed dragons continue to grow, dealing with a mere Viscount's domain is basically no problem, but that isn't now!

They have to patiently continue growing!

Yakus hopes his newly joined influence won't suffer heavy losses due to small matters, nor to perish...

"Yakus! The human view indeed limits you!

What do you think war is?

Both sides gathering all their might, then colliding amid roars and cheers? Wielding blades in hands, swinging magic staffs to cast spells?

No! No! No! No! A real war is never such a shallow thing!"

Land revealed a peculiar smile that made others baffled.

"Then what is war in your view?"

"Have you heard of this saying?

The truth of war is only held within the range of the cannon!

And I! Land Saphis Oakben have mastered the absolute truth!"

"You speak of cannons? I've heard of this, seemingly an invention of the Goblin Empire, with long-range strike capabilities, substantial power, comparable to Third Ring Fireball Skill.

But what does it have to do with truth?"

Yakus was somewhat confused.

"Don't understand? It doesn't matter! Not long from now, I think you'll understand! Heh heh heh~"

Land coldly laughed, in many people's puzzled gazes, flapped the Dragon Wings, soared up into the sky, and disappeared.

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