The Lord Is Too Overbearing

Basil sighed to himself and decided to stretch himself.

Crack. Crack. Crack.

His joints popped whenever he twisted his body. His body had recovered all of the injuries, however having his injuries healed didn't mean his body returned to its previous state.

Tired muscles would remain tired even if it was healed. Therefore, there was a need to give them a rest after overworking them.

Basil looked at the sleeping Deacon in faint amusement. Deacon was sleeping while kicking his four feet upward as if he was running. Not only that, he also had his tongue out as if drooling over something.

Basil merely took two slabs of Magical Ram meat out of his Magical Bracelet. He walked beside Deacon, and shoved one of them to Deacon's mouth.

!!!

As if sun finally shines down upon an eternally dark world, Deacon turned livid. He quickly wolfed down the food he got both literally and figuratively. After finishing the first slab, he looked at Basil with his shining bright eyes.

Basil sighed and tossed another one to his mouth. Right after that, Deacon still demanded more as he was still hungry. Basil had no choice but to empty the meat stock. He would definitely need to hunt some Magical Ram later.

Basil looked down at his bloodied state and scrunched up his nose. His tattered clothes had already fixed themselves — perks of expensive clothes — however the blood colored almost every parts of his clothes.

He conjured water and used them to clean his body and clothes alike. Although the water couldn't be used to quench one's thirst, it was useful for cleaning. Due to [Self-Cleaning] rune that was carved on top of them, the blood was quickly removed.

While waiting the cleaning to be done, his mind replayed the encounter he had with James, Danzel's son. It had been his first time meeting James. Danzel didn't have any memoirs about him, so in the past Basil couldn't even know his face.

However, not only had he seen James' face, he had also met him directly. Jade of Soul Memoir could choose its next wielder when it was activated, or the soul inside decided to get out.

Quickly putting his hand in his pocket, he could finally touch something. It was a finger sized jade. He instinctively knew it was Jade of Soul Memoir. Of all the times, he hadn't expected James would show himself in front of him.

It would have been better if he had chosen to show himself in front of Danzel and Clarissa. However, he could somehow understand James's reason to do that. He must be unwilling to reopen his family's wound.

Therefore, he had been waiting for the right person to take care of his family to come, then showed himself. By the play of fate, that right person was Basil himself. However, James might not be the one who chose him, it might be the jade itself.

It puzzled him a little bit as Jade of Soul Memoir would choose the one it deemed as the one who needed it the most. Basil didn't have any use for it. However, at that point, he suddenly had an idea.

'Actually, I can try that.'

He smirked rather unsettlingly before asking the Guide something which had bothered him.

'Guide, what is my body state?'

[Answering the Host's ignorance...]

[The Host had no dislocated joints nor fractured bones. The condition of all muscles are good, and there is no poison could be found in his blood. The Host is as healthy as a newborn.]

'Newborn is weak, I am not,' was kept in his mind. He knew it was useless to retort the Guide over that.

'What is my body measurement?'

[The Host is 183 cm tall, and weigh over 74.7 kg. His muscle mass takes 50% over the entire body mass, while his lean body mass takes over 78% over the entire body mass. The Host's girth length is...]

"Kuhum!"

Basil coughed suddenly, scaring Deacon who was lying flat on his belly. He looked at Basil in bewilderment. His expression cried for an explanation. However, Basil merely conjured a wind and blew it on his wet self. He ignored Deacon completely!

It seemed being named as Guide to Omniscience wasn't an exaggeration in the slightest. The Guide really knew many things. He didn't realize it untill then, however he had never thought of understanding the Guide at all.

"Huuh..." He sighed and muttered, "It seems I need to learn many things." He looked ahead and muttered, "Guide, what is the fastest route to Raneil Barony?" His heart felt a little bit uncomfortable.

Luckily, the Guide didn't disappoint him as he was provided what he wanted.

...

[Familia Inn]

Unlike its previous state, Familia Inn was silent as if it was filled with mute people. Every passersby even wondered how could a place like that be that quiet. However, none of them knew it was the effect of Magic Barrier.

They couldn't even know the terror happening inside.

"Ugh..."

A growing sound came out of Clarissa's mouth. She had lost her consciousness while having a dinner and her memory was a bit fuzzy. She tried to move her hands however she couldn't do that.

She frowned her forehead and opened her eyes slowly. By the time she completely opened her eyes, her eyes widened even more. The scene in front of her gave her a tremendous terror.

Her father was in the ground lying in a pool of blood, while there was a man beside him talking about things she didn't understand. She looked around her and could see some men in black were violating some women.

All of the women's eyes were empty. Tear stains were evident on their cheeks. Hear heart sank, her eyes shook. Some of them were her father's inn regulars. She could feel the agony those women felt just by looking at their faces.

She looked down on her body and found she was tied in a chair. She couldn't move anything aside from her head.

"Oh! You are finally awake."

Instantly, every men threw their heads at her. She felt her heart dropped to her stomach. The gaze she got made her want to vomit badly. She was tremendously disgusted by the gaze she received from the men.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Finally, the speaker appeared in front of her. It was someone she knew and despised. After seeing his face she couldn't help herself back.

Spit!

"I knew you were up to no good since you came!"

"Huuh... Like father like daughter. You are just the same."

Davine wiped his face off her spit calmly with his handkerchief. He looked at the enraged Clarissa and swung his hand lightly.

Slap!

"Kya!"

"Freaking bitch dares to slap me? Unbelievable!"

Although he didn't mean to hit that hardly, her cheek was already bleeding. Clarissa was a normal person, she didn't train in any Principals. Therefore, his casual slap was dangerous to her.

"You, bastard! Why did you do to my — kuhuk!"

Danzel was about to curse, however he couldn't continue his words as the man beside him kicked his stomach.

"Tch! This freaking old man. He is quite a tough one, ain't he?"

"He still keeps his mouth shut?"

"Well, as you can see."

Davine clicked his tongue in annoyance. He was frustrated badly. He had scourged through the whole inn and couldn't find anything! He had even searched the room of Danzel's so called another son. Yet, he found none!

His gaze landed upon a woman who was weeping silently while being violated by two men at a time. His eyes lit up while a creepy smile adorned his face.

"Hey! Give me that bitch."

"Huh? You can just join us."

"Quit yapping and just give me that bitch!"

"Alright! Jeez, chill a bit."

Davine take took the woman presented to him by her hair and dragged her in front of Danzel. The woman moaned in pain as she was dragged like a rag doll through the floor.

"Hey, look at her."

Clink!

Davine unsheathed his sword and put the blade in front of the woman's neck.

"Keep your mouth shut, and I'll cut her neck."

"Bastard!"

"No! Anna!"

Clarissa who was watching the entire scene was as white as a paper. She knew the woman. It was one of their regular lodgers. She could only scream in terror in hope her cry would somehow stop him doing what she didn't want him to do.

Anna, the woman in Davine's mercy could only groaned in pain with tears streaming down her face. She was as desperate as she could be. She was powerless. She could do nothing.

"Now... Where. Is. The. Armour?!"

Davine emphasized each word while shouting at Danzel.

"I don't know what the heck you are talking about?!"

"Well then, it's your choice not mine."

Slit!

Splash!

In one swift movement, Anna's neck was cut cleanly. Blood spurted out of her neck and it splashed through the ground, painting it gruesomely.

"YOU BASTARD!!!!"

"NO! ANNA!!!!"

Both shouts from the two people was filled with sorrow and tremendous rage. Davine merely flicked his sword to clean the blood and tossed Anna's head to the ground. Her tear stained face could be seen clearly by the father and daughter duo.

"Ahhhh! What do you exactly want?!!"

"The armour! I want the armour!!"

"I know nothing about that crap!"

Davine was enraged so badly he couldn't help but kicked Anna's lifeless body away. Some men standing by caught her body and slowly lowered their pants.

"Oi, oi, oi! I didn't know you were sick bastards!"

"Ha-ha! When there is a hole, there is something to insert. Inanimate or not!"

"What the heck...?"

Davine was slightly speechless with the bunch he had carried here to ravage the place. Actually, he didn't do it to such length for a mere armour. The armor contained an information of a hidden treasure after all! However, he couldn't say it out loud.

He looked at Danzel and Clarissa, both of them were looking at him with the most hatred he could've seen on people. He had only seen that expression on one person beside them.

'Blood is thicker than noodle, huh? Even their expression really looked alike.'

He smirked coldly as he was remembered with James' last moment. He made the same face as them.

"Alright, let's repeat the previous process. But this time, it will be your daughter instead!"

"No, no... Anything but my daughter!"

Danzel tried to stand but Davine kicked him back to the ground. He was amazed at Danzel. Even in his bloodied state he could still force his body to move. All of that for the sake of his daughter.

"Bring me the bitch! We'll enjoy her in front of her father!"

"Hahahaha! Count me in!"

"Me too!"

"Then, move your arse!"

All of them cackled madly with a lecherous grin on their faces. Clarissa squirmed in her bound state as if trying to run away from there. Her face was filled with terror while tears streaming down her face.

"No, no! Let me go! Kyaa!!"

"Let her go, Bastard! Don't touch my daughter!"

The pure agony seeping in their tone would make anyone's heart bleed. However, Davine had none of it. His lecherous grin was still plastered on his face. He held Clarissa on her hands and faced her toward Danzel.

"Now... Enjoy the show!"

Rip!

"Kyaa!!!"

"FREAKING BASTARD!!! AHHH!!"

Clarissa's clothes was ripped harshly by Davine. Her bare chest was left uncovered for the world to see. The surrounding men turned livid as they could finally see the beautiful white mounds. They cheered amongst themselves and couldn't help to scurry over her.

"Woah, hold up, guys! It's not the time yet!"

"Ohh..."

A couple of men who had lowered their pants moaned in disappointment. Danzel's face couldn't be any redder from rage. He was gritting his teeth heavily to the point where his jaw muscle was visible for all to see.

He didn't care about the fact he was bathed in his own blood, he had only one thing in his mind. That was to kill Davine with the worst way he could think of.

"I WILL DEFINITELY MURDER YOU!!"

Whistle.

"That's a strong word for an old man."

Davine muttered nonchalantly as he moved his hand toward Clarissa's thigh.

Rip!

He ripped apart her clothes that covered her lower part.

"Kyaa!!! Don't look at me!"

"Oohh!!!"

"STOP IT!!!"

Danzel was losing himself. He was so distressed with his incapability to move. Her daughter was harassed in front of him, however he could only lay motionlessly on the ground. There was nothing he could do aside from shouting.

"Ku-ku-ku! Now, let's enjoy her!"

The men surrounding him quickly approached Clarissa like rabid dogs. Davine quickly lowered Clarissa on her knees and held her tightly in her place. A man came up in front of her and lowered his pants.

She closed her eyes in desperation. She didn't want to see what was about to happen. She cried sorrowfully. She didn't know what happened toward her family. She couldn't wrap her mind around it. At that moment, she really wished for someone to save her family.

"Uha-ha-ha! This would be awesome!"

The man grabbed her cheeks and forced her mouth to open. She didn't let him easily do that as she strongly fought him.

"Tch! This bitch is quite a tough nut to crack, isn't she? But, it doesn't matter — kuhuk!"

The laughter and cheers from the surrounding men stopped. All of them looked at the man standing in front of Clarissa in bewilderment.

Badump. Badump. Badump.

They could see it literally. His still beating heart was held in the palm that pierced through his chest. They couldn't even gulp, a heavy pressure that washed them with terror descended upon them.

Thud!

The hand that pierced the man's chest was retracted, then his body fell. By the time the body touched the ground, they could finally see the one who did that.

He had brown hair, tall body, and firm muscles were visible to the eyes. With his equally pretty and handsome face, he could charm any women he met. However, at that moment, his image sent nothing but terror to them.

His eyes were as cold as the deepest abyss. His white attire was completely bathed in blood. They instinctively knew, the blood had belonged to their killed comrades.

Clarissa opened her eyes and gaped silently. She knew the one in front of her. It was none other than Basil. Her wish to be saved had been granted.