The Transmigrated Novelist

Young Noble Fjord's face went totally dark as he heard those words, as he finally understood why Roy's voice seemed so familiar to him.

The person in front of him was that barbarian tribe leader that crushed his first army and even chased him down like a dog for his life.

He certainly wouldn't admit the second part, but that was the truth. As if it weren't for Roy's intentions, he would now be rotting 6 feet underground.

It was unbelievable, he had brought such an army, and so many Masters to hunt this guy and his tribe down, he had even made so many schemes and plans to kill him.

Yet right now he was standing in front of him with that grin on his face, saying those mocking words like he didn't have a care in the world.

"You…"

"Yes, me!"

Those two words were enough of a confirmation on Roy's part, but even as he confirmed it, he didn't lose his smiling face.

"Hhahahaha~! This is so great! Heavens are helping me today! Hhaahhaha~! Do you think that this is the same situation as the first time!?

Don't you understand your current predicament idiot!? Don't you see how many Masters are around me? Furthermore, I am not alone in this, as my partner is also here!

Hhahahahahha~! You are dead this time!"

At first, he was surprised and shocked, but in the next moments, it was like he had received the greatest gift he could get.

Who could blame him! After all, in the current situation he felt like life and death in the surroundings were in his hands.

One word from him and all the Masters around would jump on Roy and tie him up just like a dumpling and then leave it in his hands and mercy.

His laughter was a bit lunatic, but he was just too happy, so he didn't really care. After all, today seemed to be his best day ever.

Not only would he put the bi*tch Amelia in her place, but he would also finally take his honor and face back by making Roy wish he died but was unable to.

But as he was too happy to care about at that moment, he failed to see that Roy still hadn't lost that smile on his face, as he looked like he was just looking at a little mouse jumping in joy before he got crushed.

The only one who was able to notice that was Young Master Peers, who couldn't help but feel that there was something wrong with this situation.

On those few days that he had met and talked with Roy every day he had understood that Roy wasn't some kind of emotional fool.

In fact, he was quite the shrewd and planning guy. Since he dared to appear at that moment then it meant that he already had the confidence of gaining the upper hand.

Furthermore, since he was here, then didn't it mean that all the traps on his way had been cleaned? A normal Rank 2 Warrior shouldn't be able to do something like that.

Young Noble Fjord didn't give a damn to these thoughts though as he was over the moon, as he continued,

"Hahahahaha~! Prepare for your worst nightmares to become real trash, as right now this daddy will show you that there are some people that you can't mess with!

Masters if you please!"

After all, from the start he had never thought of acting himself against Roy, he had always thought of using his henchmen to do the work for him.

He had already learned his lesson, Roy wasn't a normal Rank 2 Warrior, so he didn't want to embarrass himself anymore.

Surprisingly though even after his words, no one moved. Roy was still standing in front of him with that grin on his face.

"Huh!? Masters!?"

After seeing that there was no movement for a few moments, Young Noble Fjord couldn't help but look behind him, and in the surroundings to understand why weren't they moving.

Only to find them all on the ground, breathing really heavily, with bloodshot eyes, and veins popping out of their heads.

But Young Noble Fjord's people weren't the ones in the worst condition at the moment, as the retainers and Masters of Young Noble Clark were already bleeding from all orifices and having their last breath.

One look at the way that they had ended up was enough for everyone to understand the suffering and pain they had gone through.

Why?

…

Well to understand that we need to go a bit back in time, when finally Master Troy, the two Rank 5 Masters under Young Noble Clark, the man himself, and his soldiers had appeared Roy had already hatched his plan.

Even more so when he had heard the intentions of the Rank 5 Masters, and had seen them leave the place, he was even more certain of his plan.

His plan was extremely simple, as he had been inspired by the plan of Master Troy. He had used the bewitching powder on the beasts, while Roy would use the venom of the Rank 5 Green Horn Snake.

Originally, he had thought of using his own venom, the one he had started cultivating, but that was too weak to actually give results in the short term.

Fortunately, he still had the body of the Rank 5 Green Horn Snake, so he could extract some venom from the beast.

Since the venom was liquid, he was unable to actually hit his targets directly, as it would take too long, and he would be discovered so he decided to turn it into a gaseous state by burning it with fire.

He had no idea what kind of poison would be actually created, and what would happen, but this was the best way he could think of at the moment.

With that decision taken, he decided to benefit from the fact that everyone was focused on the fight between Amelia and Young Noble Clark as he started setting up the spots of poison.

In order to make sure that it would work he placed a spot every 20 or 30 centimeters distance and covered the whole area with it.

To his surprise, the poison didn't have color as it spread through the environment, but it clearly had some kind of fishy and metallic smell.

The only reason why he dared to smell that was because he had already eaten the anti-venom core granting him total safety against poisons of Rank 5 and below.

Furthermore, he had a crazy idea of trying to increase his Venom Mage Rank by breathing in that air, but certainly, that was something for later.

Right now, he didn't have time for that, as even the fight between Amelia and Young Noble Clark seemed to be reaching the climax.

When he saw Young Noble Clark hurl two Rank 2 Fire Balls at Amelia, he wasn't startled about the Young Noble's skills but actually delighted at the opportunity.

He immediately hurled quite a bit of venom in the fire that resulted and let it spread in the area as he waited for his chance.

Even though he wasn't able to actually produce such a venom himself, he was still able to control it a bit, despite having quite a bit of difficulty, as he did his best to protect Amelia and the two Young Nobles.

After all, he couldn't allow them to die easily, could he? They had been playing really hard with his future wife, so they had to pay for her suffering.

With those thoughts in mind, he stayed hiding until he finally noticed his poison taking effect, but he only acted when even that masked guy behind Young Noble Fjord started showing signs of poisoning.

Then he made the majestic entrance as he did while securing even the oath of Amelia to belong to him. 

He even had the possibility to hear the joy of the clown before he understood that his head would be cut off. It was quite the show!

…

Returning to the present, Roy finally couldn't hold his laugh anymore, as he started copying the laugh of some moments ago.

"Hahahahahah~! So, what now Young Noble Fjord!? Are you going to run again like a dog, as you did the first time?"

In a few mere seconds, Young Noble Fjord's face went from an expression of gloating to one of shock, fear, and terror.

He clearly understood the situation around him, he knew that he was finished, the only way he had of escaping his current predicament was if he used the formations against Roy.

But for some odd reason, Roy didn't seem like he was affected by the current formations, certainly, he was a bit slower, but not by much.

How was he supposed to know that Roy was used to training under 10 times gravity in Gaia, and this little formation was extremely weak for someone like him.

Still, he couldn't give up that easily, as long as he found a way and escaped from this damned place, he could always return with more soldiers and more Masters to take care of Roy.

While he was thinking like that, he couldn't help but turn his head around and take a look at the masked Master behind him, but he knew that it was impossible for him to think of someone else now.

He could only think of himself, and he could only escape himself, no one else, no matter who it was. The moment he arrived at this decision, he didn't linger any moment longer, and…