Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End[1-200]

Chapter 71: 'Traitor'

Peter Kater couldn't remember how long it had been since anyone called him in such an intimate manner, especially not from a child.

He hated children. Those darned rascals often mocked his art just because their lack of experience prohibited them from comprehending the profound intricacies behind his masterpieces... though the same could be said about adults too.

But, on this very day, his popularity amongst children suddenly soared to a new high. He was even intimately addressed as 'Uncle Peter'! Of course, this came at a very heavy price.

The words 'fallen for our trap' made the soldiers, who were planning to surround Roel and Nora, freeze on the spot. The commander shot a look at Peter and immediately realized that there was something strange going on.

This 'Uncle Peter' person had a pale face and was drenched in blood too, but the only injury he had was a wound on his shoulder. In other words, the bloodstains on his body were not his! Furthermore, to dare wander in this area without wearing any armor, it could only mean that he was a transcendent, a high-level one at that!

"Enemy attack!!!"

The wary commander immediately shouted out loud. Peter Kater looked at the alarmed soldiers, and it finally dawned on him that Roel had pulled one over him.

"You stupid brat, what nonsense are you..."

"Open up the formation! Cover the frontlines!"

Realizing that Peter could be a magician, the commander immediately raised his sword and charged at him. There were ten other soldiers who quickly followed him, prepared to cover him if anything were to happen.

Having fought on the battlefield for a long time, their instinctive reaction upon encountering a possibly hostile magician was to immediately turn against him. Their furious howls drowned out Peter's explanations.

"Wait a moment, I... No, I am not... Shit!"

The arrows that whizzed across the sky was the last straw. Just tens of meters away from Roel and Nora, a huge battle suddenly broke out. Dozens of soldiers began clashing with Peter Kater.

Soldiers that had been through life-and-death situations were indeed different. In terms of absolute strength, this platoon of soldiers couldn't be said to be strong. Even the three commanders leading the group were only at Origin Level 5 themselves, and the others were Origin Level 6, which Roel could deal with individually.

However, the fighting prowess they displayed far exceeded that of Roel and Nora combined. The frontliners stood forth to encircle Peter whereas the archers were constantly releasing arrows to curb Peter's movements. The 3 Origin Level 5s wisely chose to skirt around the battlefield, dealing out sharp attacks whenever Peter's guard was down before slipping away.

Their organized coordination allowed them to fight on par with the powerful Peter despite their weakness. In just a few moments, both sides had already seen blood. Peter's prided 'Smiling Mother' howled furiously as it clawed the throats of anyone in range. However, the presence of casualties didn't deter the soldiers; if anything, it triggered their bloodthirst and rage.

In a moment of carelessness, Peter was stabbed in his thigh by one of the commanders.

"Argh!!! You bunch of imbeciles are asking for it!" howled Peter in fury.

Roel and Nora decided it was time to make their escape. They knew they couldn't afford to get caught up in this fight, and they would only expose themselves to danger by sticking around.

The two children held each other's hands tightly as they fled the area while gasping for air. They ran toward the direction of the second residence, but after travelling for a while, they encountered a new problem.