Chapter 988: Battle of the Cornered Beasts

“You can explain in detail now. What exactly happened?”

Big Buck said, “Don’t worry. This is a personal grudge between me and those pigs. It has nothing to do with you. As long as you can clearly explain things to me, I will help you seek justice.”

“Thank you, Sir, thank you, Sir!”

The rat servant heaved a sigh of relief and said in a slightly sobbing tone, “Actually, I don’t know what’s going on either. I’m still confused. I have a headache, and I was badly beaten up by them. My head is still buzzing. Lord Big Buck, you have to stand up for me!”

“Then explain it to me clearly!” Big Buck said impatiently.

“How did those pigs find you?”

“I-I was drinking in the back alley of the old blacksmith’s tavern. While I was drinking happily, for some reason, those pigs… wild boar men surrounded me. First, they kicked me hard, then they punched me in the face several times. They even wanted to pull my hair out and smash me against the wall.”

The rat servant said, “They seemed to realize from the beginning that I was working in the sugarhouse, and they knew that you were a regular customer there. I swear, I swear in the name of the ancestral spirit that I really didn’t lie. I really didn’t tell them what happened to you in the sugarhouse!”

“Enough!”

Big Buck could not help but hit the rat servant’s head with his scabbard. “What right do rats have to swear to the ancestral spirit? Cut the crap and continue!”

“Right, continue… and then… they made me lead the way…”

The rat servant held his head and hummed. “I had no choice. You know how fierce those wild boar men are. If I dare to say ‘no,’ it’d be easier for them to crush me than to crush a real rat.

“So, I-I…”

“You brought them to the path I had to pass and ambushed me?” Big Buck asked with a gloomy look.

The rat servant trembled as if he sensed that Big Buck’s dangerous aura was growing stronger again.

He was so scared that he stopped in his tracks.

Big Buck narrowed his eyes.

“Forget it, I can’t blame you for this. After all, there are many people in the sugarhouse who know me, and they might betray me.”

Big Buck suppressed his killing intent and relaxed his tone. “Start from the beginning again and repeat every detail.”

The rat servant did not dare to disobey his order. He honestly told him everything from the beginning.

Big Buck nodded in satisfaction and seemed to be deep in thought. Suddenly, he said, “You mentioned that if you didn’t sell me out, someone else would have? Who do you think is the most suspicious person in the sugarhouse? Who is most likely to leak my information? Give me a few names.”

The rat servant let out an “ah” and said in a trembling voice, “Lord Big Buck, I-I’m not brave enough to say that carelessly. I don’t have any evidence. I don’t know!”

“If you can’t say it, then you’re the one who sold me out.”

Big Buck spoke with a sinister smile. “If your boss finds out that a lowly b*stard like you actually dares to sell out a distinguished guest, I don’t even need to do anything. She’ll skin you alive!”

The rat servant let out a faint gasp like a drowning man, “No, Lord Big Buck, I beg you, please don’t tell the boss. Don’t tell her!”

“Then give me a few names.”

Big Buck said, “Don’t worry, I will investigate in secret. I will never tell anyone about you, poor little rat.”

The rat servant hesitated for a moment and finally spoke.

“This guy… Last time, he was carrying a basin of water when he bumped into you and splashed the water on your leather boots. You kicked him, and he couldn’t get out of bed for half a month, so he’s held a grudge against you,” the rat servant said.

Big Buck narrowed his eyes and nodded. “Yeah, I think I recall.”

“There’s a guy who earned a lot of money in the casino recently. As long as there are benefits, he can even sell his ancestral spirit.”

The rat servant continued, “And there’s this other guy, although he has a pointy mouth and simian cheeks, based on his bragging, he has the bloodline of a wild boar man flowing in his body. He is very close to many domestic rats in wild boar clan. Last month, oh, last month, I saw him personally serving a group of servants from the Ironhide Clan and drinking wine.”

He mentioned several names in one breath.

All of them sounded reasonable and convincing.

Big Buck nodded repeatedly. After the rat servant finished speaking, he suddenly changed the subject and said, “Wait, repeat every detail of what happened after you met that group of pigs again.”

“Huh?”

The rat servant was stunned for a moment, but he still obediently repeated it.

Compared with the previous two times, the whole process this time was reversed, but the details were not too different.

Big Buck was completely relieved.

The last bit of doubt he had about the rat servant also disappeared.

“Lord Big Buck, that’s all I know. The person who betrayed you must be among these names. If you want to settle the score with them, I-I can help you trick them!” the rat servant said in a wretched and obsequious manner.

Big Buck nodded his head noncommittally.

He believed that the rat man servant was telling the truth.

If he had not been threatened by those pigs, this lowly son of a b*tch probably would not have the courage and reason to betray him.

As for the person who betrayed him, was he among the people that the rat man had told him about?

Big Buck was not sure.

Nevertheless, he believed that the rat servant knew a lot. If he forced him to give up, he would only randomly bite and mislead his judgment.

Then the next problem to be solved was how to deal with this rat.

Big Buck believed that if he gave this rat back to the owner of the Sugar House, the other party would definitely give him a satisfactory explanation. They would also thoroughly investigate this matter and find out the person who betrayed him first.

However, he still said the same thing.

If he did that, the matter would be blown up and it would bring a lot of trouble. What the big shots hated the most was trouble.

Moreover, this did not conform to the tradition of the high-level orcs.

The high-level orcs had always used their own blood to wash away their own hatred.

They would only seek help from others when they had no other choice.

However, this also meant that he had no ability to take revenge and was just a coward as timid as a mouse.

If the bigwigs of the Blood Hoof Clan knew that he could not even deal with a few pigs from Red Creek Town, he would have to ask the owner of a sugar house to make a decision for the warriors of the Blood Hoof Clan…

Perhaps, when the army set off, he would have to stay in Black-corner City!

Big Buck Shivered.

Killing intent rose in his eyes.

His gaze was like a serrated blade, cutting the bones on the rat servant’s back.

No matter how innocent and beautiful this rat said it was…

He had betrayed his whereabouts and even brought those pigs to ambush him.

If a lowly rat could still see the sun tomorrow after harming a warrior like this…

Wouldn’t the glory of the clan’s warriors become a joke?

The rat servant in front suddenly stopped in his tracks.

“Lord Big Buck, go around the corner in front. If you take two more steps, you’ll be at the back door of Dead Dwarf’s Head Tavern.”

He nodded and bowed before carefully explaining, “That’s right. It rained a few days ago, and there was some water in the secret passage. The ground is slippery. Please be careful.”

“I know. Lead the way,” Big Buck said coldly.

He had enough of being nice to a rat.

The rat servant shrunk his neck, carried the oil lamp, and walked around the corner.

The terrain in front was low, and the secret passage was built too roughly, so it was not well-built to prevent the rainwater from leaking.

It was wet and sticky everywhere. It made a “puchi puchi” sound when one stepped on it, and it was indeed easy to slip.

Suddenly, the rat servant who had just gone around the corner cried out in surprise. It was as if he had slipped, and the oil lamp fell into the puddle.

The air in the secret passage was not smooth. The flame was the size of a bean, and it could only barely illuminate things within an arm’s length.

The moment he fell into the puddle, the secret passage became pitch black again.

Big Buck did not care about the darkness at all.

He took a big step toward the corner. The ox-horn dagger, which was hidden inside his leather boots, appeared in his hand like a magic trick, and stabbed toward the rat servant’s silhouette in the darkness.

Poof!

The dagger, along with his forearm, completely sank into the rat servant’s silhouette.

He didn’t forget to spin twice, and minced the rat servant’s internal organs into pieces.

However, in the next moment, Big Buck realized that he felt something wrong.

He did not stab the rat-servant.

Instead, he had stabbed a scarecrow that looked like the rat servant!

He did not have time to carefully think about what was going on.

Suddenly, a slight “crack” came from the scarecrow’s stomach.

Big Buck felt a sharp pain in his elbow.

It was as if he had been bitten by a totem beast.

It was a beast trap!

Someone had hidden a heavy beast trap in the scarecrow’s stomach, which was used to hunt totem beasts.

The sharp iron teeth bit his entire right arm!

Big Buck let out a strange cry of shock and anger.

He subconsciously took half a step back.

He heard a soft “crack” sound coming from the puddle under his feet.

There was actually a beast trap here, which bit his ankle.

The rusty iron teeth were rubbing against his broken bones, causing his facial features to shift and his face to be distorted.

At the same time, the dark wall beside him suddenly opened its eyes.

The wall was alive!

No, someone had dug a shallow human-shaped pit on the rough earth wall first.

Through the incredible contraction of his bones and flesh, he had shrunk his thickness to the limit and stuck closely to the human-shaped pit. He had also lowered his breathing, heartbeat, and body temperature to an imperceptible level.

All of Big Buck’s killing intent was projected onto the scarecrow in the middle of the tunnel, disguised as a rat servant.

He did not notice that in the darkness beside him, there was actually a person hiding, a ghost-like, extremely dangerous Ghost Assassin!

The black shadow wrapped around Big Buck.

Big Buck’s right elbow and left ankle were tightly biting on a beast trap.

This kind of heavy beast trap was fixed on the ground with a few thick chains. Even a berserk totem beast would not be able to break free so easily.

Therefore, Big Buck did not take the risk of his arms and feet being torn apart and tried to break free.

Instead, he made a prompt decision and summoned the totem armor.

However, the liquid metal that seemed to have life just gushed out of his body.

His thigh, which had not yet been covered by the totem armor, felt a piercing chill.

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