Reincarnated as the Demon King's Son

The Madbrawler tiptoed their way on the snow cliff. Scar raised his fist. His men stopped, and he crouched before narrowing his eyes at the tent.

“They are sleeping. This is our perfect chance.” Scar used hand signals to tell his men an order to circle the camp from a distance. He glanced to the side where a group of marksmen and magicians nodded at him.

“Remember do not let him summon his undead or transform into a Phantom Claw.” Scar stared at one particular tent, and took a deep breath. “Activate the spell.”

The magicians raised their staff. “Silent environment. Deaf senses! Calm mind! Comfort body! Sleepy night!”

Scar smiled. With these spells cast on the camp, even if he shouted to the top of his lungs, they wouldn’t hear or notice it.

“Attack!” The Madbrawler leaped off the cliff. Their feet landed on the ground and they charged at the camp. Scar ran to that one tent where the boy was. He wanted to be the one who killed him.

The adventurer got close. Scar smiled. ‘You dead boy! I will take all your treasures! And **** all your women!”

Scar laughed.

A line of bright light streaked through of them, and suddenly, their weapons, shield, and armor snapped as it got cut off in half.

“Who is that?” Scar looked around before his eyes landed upon a man with bright shining armor.

“A hero!” Scar gritted his teeth. “This has nothing to do with you.”

Two men stepped beside the hero.

Hugo whistled. “That’s a hell a lot of people.”

“Do not say the word hell, Hugo.” Jake pulled out his sword and shield. “It’s not good for your soul.”

Arthur ignored the remarks of his two friends and stepped forward. “There is no need to be violent. This group has done nothing to harm you.”

Scar grimaced. “Get out of my face or I will kill you.”

“Why do you want to kill them?” Arthur asked.

Scar grinned. “I want to take their treasures and impregnate their women! Are you happy with my answer?”

The adventurers laughed.

“Let me have some girls as well, leader!”

They all laughed again.

“Oh, man. My seeds have been itching for a swim right now. Hahaha.”

Arthur’s expression turned dark. “Father was right. Outside the border of Montcresia, evil permeates and covered this land with blood and suffering.”

Tears fell from his cheeks, but his face was filled with anger. “As the hero of Montcresia, it is my duty to prevent you from doing such an evil deed.”

Scar sneered. “The three of you? Against three hundred of us?”

Arthur dashed to the tent where Aldred was.

“Ensnare”

A thick vine wrapped his leg and stopped him in place. Scar appeared in front of him and attacked. “You think I’m a fool? I won’t let you wake the boy!”

Arthur slashed the vine with his hand and leaped back.

“Hey, you lot!” Scar called. “Kill the boy for me. I will take care of this guy.”

Arthur gritted his teeth. “Jake, Hugo. We have to protect that tent. Don’t let anyone in.”

“Arthur, there’s hundreds of them,” Jake said. “Maybe we should leave this place.”

“No, Jake. We cannot let evil win. We need to wake the boy. With his power, he can help us fight off these men.”

Jake sighed while Hugo simply shrugged. .𝘤𝘰𝑚

“At least we’ll die together,” Hugo said.

Jake flicked his head. “We’re not going to die.”

Arthur glowed in holy light. His feet floated off the ground. Around him, a blue and purple aura sparked.

“Holy Magic. Beam of light.” He aimed his palm and a powerful spinning ball of light formed before it shot forward in the form of a beam.

The adventurers were shocked and unable to react as dozens of them were consumed. Their bodies were torn shreds into a million pieces and there was nothing left on the beam’s path. The beam did not stop and struck a cliff, penetrating deep and then going through the back..

Scar looked at the man with widened eyes.

“I do not want to kill you all. Go back and repent for your action.”

Arthur hoped that scared the bandits. He didn’t have enough mana to cast that spell again.

Scar looked at the man’s face and noticed something. He smiled. “He’s bluffing! He’s running out of mana! Attack him!”

Arthur gritted his teeth and charged forward. “Hugo, Jake. Protect the tent with me.”

The three of them leaped forward and attacked anyone that tried to enter the tent. Warriors swarmed from all directions, and Arthur cut them all with magic. Arrows zipped in the air, arching in their direction. A thin golden screen burst forth around the tent. The arrows knocked against it and fell.

“Freezing icicles!”

Dozens of sharp icicles stayed suspended in the air.

They pointed at the tent, and when the magicians swung their staff forward, the icicles flew at them with incredible speed.

Arthur jumped and slashed forward with his fingers. Numerous golden lines shot forward and cut the icicles to pieces.

Arthur landed and slashed at the warriors, cutting dozens of them at once.

The sword on his waist never left its scabbard. He slashed them all with his hand using magic and martial arts.

Scar frowned. “Is this the power of a hero?”

Arthur, Jake, and Hugo fought for hours. They tried to wake Aldred numerous times but the bandits prevented them to do so.

While they blocked the bandits from killing the boy, the bandits did not let them from waking him up.

This made their battle to be back and forth and making it a battle of attrition. Eventually, Arthur ran out of stamina.

Scar laughed. “Kill him! We’re going to be the first adventurers ever to kill a hero!”

Arthur gritted his teeth. Left with no choice he blasted himself with a powerful light, ripping some part of the tent, and he was about to wake Aldred up until he saw the boy was sucking on a woman’s breast.

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