Chapter 16: Infiltration
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Luther looked around. There was no evidence of a struggle, no blood, and the only residue was the pungent smell.
His sister was kidnapped.
Luther considered the situation in his mind and felt a little more at ease. If Constance was killed, someone would have hell to pay.
Luther climbed to the roof to get a better view. His eyes fell on a villa-style house on the west side of the village. It was the only house with lights on.
Luther narrowed his eyes slightly as they flickered with anger.
All was quiet in the dead of night. The entire Pig Village had fallen into darkness.
But the villa in the west had lights on, obscured by moving shadows, which was particularly strange at this time of night.
A figure quickly came into view of the villa. The moonlight shone on their resolute cheeks, bangs grown just above their eyebrows, and two sharp blue eyes under that. It was Luther.
There were two large men with spears standing at the front of the villa.
One of them was asleep and leaning on the metal gate, and the other was starting to drift off as well. A strong wind blew at him, making him bundle up before surrendering to sleep.
The two men were completely unresponsive, and Luther easily climbed over the wall into the villa.
As soon as he got inside, Luther could smell the unmistakable scent of a group of men. He felt angrier at this. But he had to control his emotions now. He took his mind off of his anger and stepped lightly along the wall before climbing up the drainage pipe.
Villas all had windowsills, which helped Luther to climb the outside. He jumped down from the drainage pipe to the windowsill, through the gap between the curtains to look into the room. There he saw a fat man who was rubbing his hands and pacing back and forth, glancing at his bed from time to time, eyes twinkling with evil intent.
After a while, a skinny man pushed open the door and came in, dragging two bound women behind him.
One was a gorgeous woman in a long dress, with a gorgeous figure. The other girl was
dressed in plain clothes, confused and clumsy.
The skinny guy said with a smile, "Sir, here they are."
"Wonderful. That b***h and the new girl are mine. The schoolgirl is yours." The fat man pointed to the gorgeous woman, then pointed at the bed and smirked.
As soon as she heard the fat man’s order, she scolded, "You ungrateful bastard! Did you forget that I saved you?”
His eyes flickered in anger now and slapped her in the face. "I didn’t forget anything. Do you think you saved me? The doctor saved me. And when I begged for you to help me through recovery, did you? I didn’t forget that. I did everything you had ever asked of me. But if it weren’t for that one doctor, I would be dead now, no thanks to you."
When he was finished, he tore the woman's dress, showing off her snow-white shoulders. Part of her breast was even exposed, and the woman screamed, reeling back.
The skinny guy suddenly grabbed the woman, groping her waist and keeping her body pressed up to his.
Luther was watching and realized that the new girl that the fat man mentioned was Constance.
As soon as he realized this, he punched the window open and stepped into the room.
"What the hell?"
The fat man turned his head in a panic at the sound and c****d his head in surprise.
The skinny guy stepped back a little. His s****l desire quickly faded from his fear.
"Who tied her up?" Luther asked in a cold voice.
The skinny man was frustrated by the intrusion and the interruption and cursed, “Who the f**k are you? Do you know who we are? You better leave before we--“
Luther shot an ice arrow at the man and shot him directly in the eye. His blood dripped down his face. He screamed in agony and covered his face, dropping to his knees from the pain.
Luther took another step, his voice even, "I wasn’t talking to you. Now tell me, who tied her up, and what were you going to do with her?"
"I... he did. He tied her up." The fat man was afraid by Luther’s power and pointed his finger at the skinny man to blame.
The man on his knees gasped fearfully and shook his head, "No, no, it was..."
Before he could defend himself, the fat man suddenly pulled out a dagger and stabbed him in the stomach.
The man only had time to whisper, "You..."
Then spit out a few mouthfuls of blood before keeling over.
"He did it. He died. Please let me go." The fat man pulled out the dagger and threw it away from him, showing his palms in surrender.
Luther stared sharply at the fat man.
"Really?"
He raised his hand and shot another ice arrow.
However, the fat man was prepared and grabbed the body of the skinny man to shield himself.
Then he dragged the body in front of him and ran away, shouting over his shoulder, "Piggy, help me!"
Luther was ready to follow him out, but then he remembered his sister, slumped over the bed. He dropped to the bedside and cut the rope on her wrists. He made a small ball of water and splashed it on her face.
Stimulated by the cold water, Constance shook her head and woke up in a daze, "Where...where am I?"
"I'll explain later. Stay alert and wait for me." Constance nodded, and her brother left to chase the fat man.
Luther's words echoed in her mind for a long time. Her heart felt heavy.
Luther followed the man’s tracks outside, and the lights of the villa lit up the empty front
yard.
As he stepped outside, a roar came from behind the villa. As the ground trembled, a beast appeared. And the fat man was sitting on its back.
Luther could clearly see the appearance of the beast.
It had a big head and ears, yellow hair, an extremely strong body, four hooves, and stood about ten feet high. It had to be over thirteen feet long. Just the appearance was frightening to look at. What caught his attention most was its tusks, each about one foot long. They looked thick enough to smash through rocks and steel.
The beast's mouth dripped with saliva, and big eyes were full of hunger and bloodthirst. It stepped forward slowly as if it were considering how tasty the man in front of him would be.
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