The Most Satisfied Reincarnate

"Please ... don ..." The middle-aged man trembled at Vesta's gaze. He instinctively retreated slowly while he glanced at the other villagers; his eyes glinted, pleading for help.

"Sir, please don't bother these people." A voice rang on Vesta's ears. He gazed at the middle-aged man for a moment and then turned around only to see a troubled expression from the village chief.

"Hmm?" Seeing this, Vesta felt strange; he looked around and saw all the villagers looked at him with blood-red eyes as if he was the enemy of humanity. 

"Is there something wrong?" Vesta asked while tilting his head. Previously, Vesta didn't really think about this; after all, some villages also overreacted with a newcomer when they came to their villages.

But if the behavior of the previous villagers could be said to be anticipated, then now these villagers viewed him and his companions they are criminals who want to destroy the village.

Sam narrowed his eyes at Vesta, who was slowly approaching him. Two villagers who were standing beside him were pointing their bamboo weapons at Vesta.

Interesting ...

On the other hand, Desmond, who saw this incident from the horse carriage window, was amused. The villagers' behavior was not normal, but the way Vesta approached the villagers was also funny and strange at the same time.

"Judging from the villagers' reactions, Vesta's method is considered as failure, huh," Desmond speaks plainly.

In his opinion, not only will this method make villagers suspicious, but they may also even become aggressive and drive the group away. But all of this is Vesta's problem, so it doesn't matter the result as long as he arrived at the city safely, he wouldn't mind.

"Still ..." Desmond shifted his gaze to the transparent screen floating beside him.

All the red dots that had previously swarmed around him suddenly disappeared instantly as the gray dots or as the royal army spread out to inspect the surroundings.

"This is too weird," Desmond murmured; apart from the royal army, the mercenaries didn't seem to care about the situation. They casually chat and criticize the structure of this village building.

On the other hand, behind the bed curtain, Desmond didn't notice that Laura was staring at him through the gaps between the bed's curtains with her cheeks flushed and her rough breathing.

"Young master ... young master ..." Remembering the sensation where she almost crossed her young master bottom line along with a cold gaze that stared at him, made her body hotter while suddenly she felt her bottom part was wet along with a pleasant smell spreading.

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At the same time, in the back row of the horse-drawn carriage group. While the royal troops and Vesta were still chatting, discussing their mission with the villagers, the mercenaries chose to take a break and sit on the floor of the town square.

They don't care about the status or the stare from villagers who see them sitting like a beggar. And, of course, they sit in a circle with their respective groups of mercenaries.

"Are you sure about this?" Vaurz asked, looked at his close friend doubtfully.

"Yes," Ray answers in an indifferent tone and without glancing at him. He stared at the surrounding forest where the soldiers were patrolling. Ray added, "After all, our mission this time is to escort that boy safely."

Seeing his friend's expression, Vaurz knew there is no point in arguing; he sighed helplessly and spoke, "Well, if that's your decision, we shall follow, and I'll inform the others."

When Vaurz approached his friend, Ray then turned around. He looked at his mercenaries, who were discussing his decision with mixed feelings.

Yes, I have made a decision. After all, I don't want to feel that pain again. Thinking of this, Ray determined his decision and glanced at the other mercenaries.

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On the other hand, Raina, who was chatting with her mercenaries friends, then raised her head and looked at her leader. "Sister, is this okay?" surprisingly, they asked their leader the same question.

Veronica, who was holding a mini drum in her hand, glanced at Raina and tilted her head, "Is there something wrong?" she then approached her friend and tapped her shoulder while whispering, "Hehe, take it easy * sigh * look over there."

Her fingertip pointed to the center of the village square, where Vesta was sitting with the village chief discussing something. "Don't you trust our Guardian? hehe * hiks *."

Raina covered her nose with both hands while nodding her head, "Yes, ... yes .. by the way, sister, stop drinking!" she pushed Veronica away and immediately took the glass in her hand.

"Whop." Just when Raina's hand almost touched hers, she reflexively dodged and stabilized her back. Veronica smiled mischievously, and then she approached Raina while fondled one of Raina's breasts, "Hehe, why don't you join in the fun?"

"Wha .." Raina exclaimed.

The moment Veronica held her asset, Raina's face immediately flushed red. She clenched her fists and wanted to hit and remove her hand, but her efforts were in vain when Veronica dodged swiftly, "Hmph!"

Seeing this, Veronica smiled and winked at her before finally retreating and reuniting with her fellow mercenaries.

But then a loud step was heard, at that very instant, all the mercenaries looked back at the sight where the royal troops were returning from their reconnaissance.

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"Sir, we did not find any strange signs of a suspicious animal." One of the royal soldiers reported while gripping the spear that was beside him.

Hearing this report, Vesta averted his gaze and didn't answer right away.

"Sir, the western part is safe; no signs of animals or other wild animals have been found."

One by one, a group of five royal troops came and reported the situation they had seen to him. Until finally, all groups returned and reported, but no one found any suspicious signs.

Vesta frowned, "Are you really that thorough? What about tree branches or the smell of bushes? "

"Of course, yes, we also check that part, but the result was the same, sir!" the captain of the royal army stepped out and answered firmly.

Seeing the Guardian's cold and fierce gaze, he kept his posture straight, showing no weakness to the other soldiers.

"Good, make two teams night shifts with two people each as the gatekeeper to accompanies this village militia.

"And also ..." Vesta turned around and looked back at the village chief, who seemed calm at this information. "We want to trouble you once again to prepare some food and bandages for our next trip."

"This .." Hearing this, Sam became hesitant; he looked at Vesta and avoided his gaze repeatedly as if he was hinting at something to Vesta.

"Take it easy; all the ingredients and food that you provide will be paid by the kingdom." But then what Vesta said afterward made Sam relieved.

"Of course, we'll do our best to help, sir." He smiled and then whispered to the villager beside him.

[Written by DragonKnov || Published by NovelFull]