Roaring Heroes Battle the Overlord (Ainz)

Chapter 41: Night Weeping

As they stealthily approached the village, the four of them finally understood the situation. A gang of over ten bandits had attacked Sheep Horn. They had smashed open the doors of the villagers' homes with hammers, looting each house one by one.

Although the bandits were few in number, they were well-trained and highly skilled. Sheep Horn had very few young men and could not organize an effective defense. The village was brightly lit with torches, and cries of despair echoed through the air.

"Should we discuss a battle plan?" Sean suggested to the other three, hidden in the shadow of a thatched sheep pen. Before he could finish, EeDeChi drew her sword from her back and leaped out with the agility of a nightsaber.

"BANG!"

However, she was too hasty and miscalculated the height, causing her forehead to hit the roof beam of the sheep pen, breaking it with a force. The pen wobbled, and the thatch fell onto Barrett, Sean, and Stella. They quickly brushed off the thatch and followed their leader out.

...

About fifteen minutes later, the battle was over.

The battle was unremarkable, the dullest Barrett had experienced so far. Even the most talented and poetic minstrels, who could turn battles against lizardmen into epic tales, would struggle to describe the excitement of this rescue mission.

The battle could be summarized as follows: EeDeChi swung her sword as if she were wielding a shuttlecock, knocking the fearless and determined bandits, along with their weapons, flying. Barrett, Sean, and Stella followed closely behind, tying up the bandits who had survived the initial blows with ropes.

In total, fourteen bandits, including the leader, were dead, and the remaining nine were injured to varying degrees, bound with coarse ropes and left scattered on a cleared patch of ground in the village center.

Barrett interrogated a few of the still-conscious bandits and discovered that among this unlucky group were six adventurers who had joined temporarily. He couldn't help but feel a bit relieved, thankful that he hadn't encountered someone as terrifying as EeDeChi during his stint as a part-time bandit years ago.

Sean picked up a torch and built a campfire in the center of the village with some pine logs, lighting up the surroundings. Some villagers peered out from their homes, cautiously watching the bandits bound like mummies on the ground and the four adventurers by the fire.

Barrett walked among the bandits, occasionally reaching into their pockets. He noticed one bandit had pointed ears and leaned in to discover a young half-elf adventurer.

Half-elves are the offspring of proud elves and humans. This half-elf had the usual pointed ears and, due to his elven heritage, a high, prominent nose and a handsome face. Barrett wondered how someone like him ended up as a bandit.

With a quick thought, Barrett bound the half-elf's hands behind his back and untied the ropes from his upper body. The half-elf, still conscious, looked at Barrett with fear and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Barrett crouched down, grinning savagely. He grabbed the half-elf's coat collar with his rough, heavy hands and tore it open with a loud rip.

The half-elf's bare, muscular chest was exposed, and his handsome face showed terror. His legs, tightly bound with coarse ropes, thrashed as he cried out, "What... what are you going to do?"

Barrett chuckled, his gaze dark and wicked. "Oh, you know, just doing what we adventurers love to do the most."

EeDeChi turned her head, frowning in displeasure. "Barrett, watch your manners. I don't mind homosexuality, but this is a public place—let's not do anything inappropriate!"