Reincarnated as an affinity-less hero, the quest to become the strongest!

Chapter 46: Well, that was awkward

"Say that again..."

All that filled my mind was blind rage towards this lowly mustached pig...

I'm fully aware I had previously preached for self-control and all of that cliché stuff... But seriously...

He had just insulted, mocked and hurt my friend Myria with his abusive words... He had verbally abused his princess, my friend and a hero to everyone... while she was in clear grief and pain...

There was truly no sparing a guy like this. I just wanted to end him.

And as he stared at me with his stupefied and blank expression riddled with fear, I looked deep into his eyes and grabbed him by the collar.

He seemed taken aback by my sudden action, but as I put a bit of strength into my arm, his expression changed too much, too quickly...

He immediately became alarmed and desperate as I began raising him from the ground with not much effort involved. All the while, he panicked and flailed his arms and legs in fear as he squealed:

"HELP MEEEEE!!! YOU IDIOTS!!! KILL HER!!!!! HELP MEEE SOMEONE!!!!! PLEASE!!! YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE SOLDIERS, YOU COWARDS!!!"

But nobody came...

Nobody surrounding us dared to move a muscle...

Nobody... Not a single soldier, peasant or soul wished to aid the man...

Everyone stood frozen as if great pressure made them unable to move...

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Yeah, that's exactly what was happening here actually...

Of course, this wasn't natural. Speaking truthfully, it's likely that many of the soldiers, currently struck by fear, would've likely taken action when being requested to.

But, as I had predicted this possibility, I had made the aura of killing intent around us, thick enough to kill even a C-rank monster if exposed for too long...

The soldiers surrounding us were probably scared enough from afar... But if they got closer... They would likely meet their creator in a matter of seconds...

But, returning to the main subject of torture...

The man who I currently held by the collar kept gazing in fear and cowardice as he unsuccessfully tried to reach out for help...

It was stupidly cute and pathetic at the same time seeing him struggle with no results to show for...

He looked like nothing more than a mere insect...

An insect I wanted to kill...

Frankly speaking, I didn't really care about consequences at this point. After all, I've already messed up far enough...

And as such, with the hand I wasn't using to raise the mustached pig off the ground, I began unsheathing Boukyaku...

The deadly weapon in my belt was finally being released once more...

I guess I could try and repeat self-control over and over again in my mind in order to hold back. But I was a little too lost in rage for that...

I mean, I did say I wanted to regain some of my self-control through this but... THIS PIG DESERVES IT, OK!? Don't judge me...

And as a creepy grin appeared on my face, while I became ready to murder the swine before me...

Something... or rather... someone... interrupted me...

In a way, I hadn't been expecting...

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