Demon Lord's Reincarnation

Excitement instantly appeared in the faces of the people that knew the coin’s worth—well, everyone—but a question popped into my head.

If the bodyguard was worth three coins, how much more would the little piglet—the main target—would be worth?

If anything, the games we’ve played had certain things left out for the participants to figure out or discover later; chances are, the team that would land on the little piggy would be in for a huge payout.

With that said, the number of participants increased again but another rule was put on the table.

[If you weren’t aware, this game used to be played as a battle royale of sorts—where only one person would be the winner—but this time, not only would I require the participants to pair up, I’d also allow pairing up with people from the other families. The players from the previous game already did it so I’ll also let you guys split the rewards if you do pair up outside of the family.]

[However, be fucking quick so I’d only allow 50 people and they’d only get to join if they managed to get the tags on the—]

The last part of Mr. Cuervo’s sentence wasn’t able to travel through the speakers because as the wearable tags were waved around by some of his entertainers on the viewing platforms, all hell just broke loose.

It was almost like a repeat of the first game where plugs were involved and it was like watching fifty football matches occurring at the same time where the ball got fumbled.

Clothes were ripped off, a buttcheek or a boob got groped, faces got bruised, and for the life of me, I can’t figure out how someone got pegged with a banana.

‘From everything that had happened at this point, I guess I shouldn’t be surprised any longer…’

In some weird way, it actually made pairing up with different families occur more and more since no one wanted to let go of the tag they got for themselves. It was because not only would the family benefit from the pot, but the sole participant would also receive great rewards.

It’s just that on our end, our ‘family’ managed to acquire five tags and the owners were Tatiana, Cynthia, Bogdan, Ruru, and Riri.

Kaley and I weren’t able to secure one because we were right next to the newlywed couple but the reason why Tatiana got a tag for herself was because of the faces she stepped on. I, for one, thought they’d be angrier but they looked like they wanted more, but I couldn’t say the same for the ones that Quinn stepped over—no, they were the same fucking way.

Tears dropping on one side of their cheek, nipple or penis half or fully erect, and most importantly, the longing and horny gaze towards the one that did them in.

‘This place is really~ fucking weird…’

We still had a few minutes before the game starts because of the wagers being put on the pile but on my case, I already instructed Mr. Cuervo to put everything we brought in.

It’ll be a risky fucking play, to say the least, but aside from achieving our goals by the end of this day, I would also like to rake in some profits in the process.

However, right as I was about to take a tag from either of the twins, a whisper in my ear just made me sit down and decide to enjoy the show instead.

We had a short discussion before the game starts and even Nikolas was fucking confident about the twins’ little secret. Furthermore, even Cynthia wanted me to sit this one out because she too, in fact, knew they had this in the bag… if everything went smoothly.

“Alrighty then, give ’em hell!”

“We will!” The twins shouted at the same time.

“How about me?!” Cynthia tugged on my clothes.

“You too, of course…”

“Why do I feel so out of place…” Bogdan trailed from behind.

“You dumbass, if you didn’t body block everyone here, we’d all have a tag! It’s your fault! You’re lucky you’re paired with Cynthia! Tatiana on the other hand— oh, shit…”

It was pretty obvious that the twins were paired together while Cynthia and Bogdan landed on each other but to everyone’s shock, Tatiana paired up with Quinn. The bottoms and the pig’s entire family were shaking in their boots and it didn’t take long before it started.

As the last rule, all they could bring were wooden sticks for weapons though they all vary in length.

Once it did, each and every participant just vaulted over the viewing platforms and started the chase but all of a sudden, a flock of chickens, five bulls, two dozen goats, and a goose holding a knife with its mouth entered the play area to cause fucking mayhem.

Furthermore, a pair of weirdos wearing a gimp costume were running on all fours while pulling a cart rode in from the entrance, and I was just BSOD’ing from everything happening all at once.

Despite all that, everyone was just fucking losing it and I quickly tried to find where my team was.

Tatiana and Quinn were already piling bodies on top of one another while Cynthia was trying to run away from the goose as Bogdan was locked in a pushing match with a bull.

On the other hand, the twins seemed to be on good terms with the rest of the animals because they were completely ignored—if not, wanted to get petted—by the ones they ran past, and I already assumed they were probably in charge of taking care of them at one point.

It’s just that the boar and the little piglet wouldn’t let them win just as easily. It would just cause a commotion and it would end up on the two getting roasted for their meat.

However, I couldn’t believe how fucking fast and nimble the little piglet was because even if it wasn’t covered in oil, it completely dodged and outran everyone that came after it and they were easily taken care of by its huge-ass bodyguard.

To my surprise, the wild boar was able to hold back some of its strength, and most of the time, it was just using its huge body to push away everything that came close to its young master.

It’s just that one fucking idiot tried to take it on and he was fucking lucky to be alive but with several ribs broken.

He tried to take out the boar this early for the easy three coins it would award and it ended in a horrible fashion. Everyone saw him smack the boar on its head with the wooden sticks provided but all it did was make the boar pissed as hell.

The boar only needed a few meters as a charge up to ram the guy and the stupid fuck thought it could guard the blow by placing his stick in front. Long story short, the boar easily snapped the stick in half and it made contact with the guy’s torso.

The guy folded like a piece of paper on the play area but we finally found the purpose of the guys in the gimp suits.

They just ran over to the guy as fast as they could before they put him on the cart and it didn’t take long before they disappeared out of sight, straight to the medical bay.

‘Unbelievable…’

I was still in the process of losing my mind but the show was still in the early stages.

After a short moment, the sprinklers suddenly turned on, bathing everyone with water and it made the clothes the participants were wearing a little see-through. Well, almost everyone here probably saw almost every participant naked at some point but there was a certain ‘charm’ with wet clothes sticking to a person’s body.

In which case, a bit of water added a lot of difficulties because it slowed the participants down but it was just one facet of the whole thing put together.

At this point, it almost became an all-out brawl on one side while having a mud chase on the other side because not only was Bogdan in a fist fight with one of the goats, Tatiana and Quinn were slowly gathering followers after beating them up.

They now had two bulls in their control but for some reason, their balls were bruised and swollen, but it seemed like they were blocking people for them.

‘PETA would’ve called foul but I guess— Nevermind…’

On the other side of the play area, Cynthia finally lost the goose that was chasing after her but the pair closest to the main target were still the twins. However, I could clearly see from our side that another pair was about to pounce on them after that curve they were running from but all my worries were for naught.

I’ve never seen the twins throw hands but I guess this time, I would.