The Transmigrated Novelist

Slowly his roaring laughter of a few moments ago had completely dispersed as a really bad premonition start invading his heart.

Who could blame him!? After all, this was supposed to be the moment that his accomplices appeared and started attacking Roy together with him.

Yet there was no noise, or sign of them all this time. It was impossible for them to have missed the spot they would take action.

Which left only two opportunities, either they were waiting in their position waiting for them to die while trying to tire Eric out, and then make their move, or they were already taken care of.

No matter which one of the two was, the fact that Wolf and his team of traitors would suffer Roy's angry retaliation didn't change.

"Arggghhh~!"

As if this thought of his was the divinator of the future moments, Roy suddenly released an angry roar and jumped above the team that had surrounded him.

He was the only Rank 2 warrior at the scene, and none of these guys was his match, not even Wolf who was hiding behind them could take more than 3 of his moves.

Without the slightest reluctance on his part, he landed on one of the barbarians surrounding him, breaking his neck, then using him as a pole he turned in the air and kicked the two barbarians by his side.

In just two moves, three barbarians were down on the ground without any hope of getting up ever again.

But that wasn't the end of it, as there were still 8 barbarians in front of him including Wolf, so without losing time, he quickly picked up the cub of the one he broke the neck and attacked.

Seeing the strength, and ruthlessness of Roy, the other barbarians were quickly reminded of why they hadn't dared to oppose Roy until that moment and could only increase their shields in panic.

"Please, Tribe Head show mercy!"

No one knew who was the one that said those words, but they suddenly all had the intention of saying those exact same words.

They felt like they were suddenly on the precipice of a huge cliff, and they could only survive if the guy pushing them down the cliff showed a bit of his mercy.

Too bad that they not only didn't receive the reaction they were expecting for but in fact it was exactly the opposite.

"HHAHAHA~! Are you guys even forest barbarians? You look like cry-babies! I feel ashamed to hear those words, ashamed of every training you!

So, I better wash this shame today, rather than let you lose face for me!"

It was a peal of mocking laughter, full of disdain that made the barbarians in front of him shiver in shame and anger, but they couldn't say anything at the moment.

Forgetting the fact that Roy was right, it seemed like Roy was close to crumbling their shields, and once their shields were over, it would be the time of their bodies.

Roy seemed to have understood that as well, as he even started to increase his efforts and his attacking speed made the shields crumble even faster.

The poor barbarians could only watch in shock, and fear as Roy completely destroyed their shields, and then started deforming the bodies of their comrades.

'Crack, crack, crack, cracckkk~!'

Sounds of bones cracking, and images of blood gushing out of their bodies became a normal occurrence, as they could only grit their teeth and hope that they would have a quick death!

Too bad that they couldn't have even that, as Roy firstly crushed the bones of their limbs, then their shoulders, hips, and finally their skulls, and chests.

He was intentionally making them suffer as much as they could, and in less than 5 minutes from the original 11, only 3 were left, including Wolf.

However, at this moment, it seemed like the cub in Roy's hands couldn't handle the strain anymore as it was turned into nothing more than a piece of wood.

Still, in the rage he was, Roy didn't stop and continued to hit his targets with that piece of would, but now it was impossible for him to kill them, and he could only injure them and make them suffer.

Seeing that happen, Wolf couldn't help but release a burst of lunatic roaring laughter, as he screamed,

"HAAHAHAH~! Kill me White Devil! But don't get too cocky, you are going to follow after me! And even if you escape this Death Forest, you should forget of getting back here! Hhaaha~!"

Even though his laughter was extremely ugly he still continued to laugh like a lunatic. He knew that it was impossible for him to escape Roy's claws.

Even in his perfect condition, he was unable to resist three moves from Roy, not to mention at this moment, that he had more than 15 bones of his body cracked or broken.

What he didn't expect though, was that at that moment, Roy seemed to have heard something interesting as he stopped ragging upon them, and said,

"Oh!? Are you sure about that!?"

"Yes! I am sure about that! HAHAHAH~! What are you scared now!?"

Once again though the answer he received was nowhere close to what he wanted to hear, as he heard Roy chuckle and say,

"Hahah~! No! Not actually! But in fact, your words just gave me a better idea! I have decided to spare your cheap life!

I will let you live for a few more years, and then give you a much more painful death! Hhahahah~!"

With that mad laughter, Roy threw his cub on the ground, and then turned around and left the place without looking back.

The truth was that all this time he hadn't been angry in the least, as he expected something like this to happen.

Most probably if the roles were reversed then he would have done the same thing. Of course, the only difference is that he would have made sure to succeed.

So, while he felt a bit emotional at these guys' betrayal, he wasn't really mad at them. As for the reason he left Wolf alive, it was because such a snake was better to be left at the enemy's side.

If there was one thing, he understood from Wolf was that this guy had the ability to endure, and think ahead, so as long as he left him free to act, then he would surely escalate the war.

As for the people that were supposed to be here as part of the ambush!? Well, he had already discovered their presence while he was returning earlier.

There were 3 Rank 3 Warriors, 2 Rank 3 Mages, and more than 20 Rank 2 Warriors and Mages, with some 50 weaklings of Rank 1 in order to deal with him.

Looking at this great line-up Roy had to say that Young Master Fjord had truly thought things through.

After all, it was the same as using an ox-cleaver to chop down a chicken, well that was in the eyes of the outsiders anyway.

But Young Master Fjord and whoever had advised him to deal with this situation so quickly hadn't considered the fact that his beasts had evolved to Rank 3.

So, while it looked like it was an ox-cleaver trying to chop a chicken, the chicken in fact had turned into a semi phoenix and broke the ox-cleaver in many pieces.

The biggest reason for that one hour to think was precisely this effect, Roy wanted to give his opponent some time to send him some more training targets and cause him some pain.

Since he would soon return to the cave's area, then he had to make sure that the one in charge there didn't have any peace and tranquillity to think through.

He wanted him to have to think about both situations at the same time, and not have a piece of mind, it was quite the idea.

As for his Harem Palace members, and the kids, they were hiding in the groove that he used to train his Blood Soul Arts.

That place was perfect to test them a bit, and also to trap the small traitors who were thinking of setting him up.

In fact, he knew that amidst his ladies, and those kids there were a few that had come with him as spies.

They had continuously marked the route that they had taken, in order to give a path to those people that would be following him in the future.

Their actions were well hidden and erratic though, and if he didn't have the help of his beasts, he would be unable to find them out, but too bad for them that he did.

The moment he returned to the groove, everyone got up from their position in reverence, but there were also a few displeased faces among them.

Seeing the bloody thigh, Gisella, her daughters, and the other ladies couldn't help but approach him and ask with clear pain in their voices,

"Master, how are you!?"

"Don't worry I am fine; everything is almost taken care of! I have already taken care of the ambushers, and those following behind us.

Now as long as I clean this place a bit, then we can leave safely!"

With that said, he gave the beasts around the grove to roar loudly for a moment, as if they were about to pounce on some people.

Just like he expected the moment that they heard the roars, the traitors, seemed to have been pricked on their buts as they started running to escape.

Who would have expected that he would be able to catch more than he thought!? As the next moment, he took action himself to knock them down, in the astound gazes of the rest…