The dragon's harem

The gang's boss stood from his chair, walking toward the men standing in front of him. "Lay low and bait the assassins. We have more manpower than them, we could win in a direct conflict."

"Boss, can we prepare an ambush here?" A man asked.

"That's a good idea, gather all around here and prepare. They'll attack at night. We have to eliminate them if we don't want lord Jordan to have us all killed, it's either kill or be killed, so be prepared." He smiled, looking at the men. They were all well-armed and strong enough that he could rely on them.

BAM! BAM! As they talked, they could hear two heavy things fall on outside the door. The sound was faint but audible enough to alert them. The boss immediately signaled for the men to ready their weapons.

CLICK! CLICK! The lock on the massive gate twisted and turned, someone was trying to silently pick it open. They wouldn't have noticed if they were busy, but since their attention got pulled by the sound, they were all aware and ready to strike.

The boss smiled. ^The fools cto us on their own, and through the door nonetheless. I'll slaughter them the moment they walk inside.^ Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn ɴoᴠel Fɪre.nᴇt

As the thugs slowly approached the door, ready to strike the moment it opened. The door in the far back behind them was the woman from earlier resting, it silently opened and Jack started sneaking behind them. You could see the woman dead in the room behind him. A mere spring and a pair of old lockpicks were rattling the front door.

Jack looked around, inspecting the thugs. All of them had at least an arming sword and a dagger, but sof them had different weapons.

Ten looked to be around level 10 based on their gear and stances, wielding only the arming swords and daggers, those were probably the new recruits and thieves of the group. A whole seventeen-thugs looked fairly stronger, probably around level 17-20.

Of those seventeen thugs, there were four who wore robes and held staves and wands, wizards, and probably powerful ones at that.

Then the boss looked to be on a whole other level, extremely powerful and holding several magic items which Jack immediately noticed could be worth a lot. The eyes of an experienced thrive never miss an expensive magic item, just how he can tell fake gold from real one at a glance, experience.

SWOSH! Jack threw a small pouch at the wizards, spell casters should be taken first as their magic could change the tide of any battle.

The boss immediately noticed the attack and turned around, slashing the pouch in half.

As the pouch burst, it released a cloud of pepper dust, causing everyone inside to scream as their eyes burned, turning bright red.

STAB! Jack rushed right through the cloud and stabbed one of the wizards in the throat. The other two wizards tried casting spells, but couldn't due to the extensive caught they were having which made it impossible to chant.

The other gang members started blinding taking guard as they couldn't see through their tears, and the only one who managed to move was the boss. He pulled a crossbow and fired directly at Jack's face.Read Web s Online Free - Fire

With a quick move, Jack used the wizard he just killed as a shield then pushed toward the other two wizards, cutting them down before the boss could lung at him.

Unlike the thugs, Jack has trained to get used to the hot pepper, putting it in his eyes daily to get used to the burning sensation. He could see and move fairly well as he didn't even get bothered that much by breathing it, although he always wore a mask just in case, and not to get identified.

The boss wasn't able to see, and he only managed to aim at Jack as he heard the stab and the wizard's growls.

"You're a bastard!" The boss shouted at the top of his lungs, pointing down with a finger. [Wind Blast]

In a single spell, he blasted all the pepper dust away. The boss instantly started wiping the tears from his eyes, "Did you really think this would work on us?!" He growled, staring at Jack, only to see a second sack at his face. SMACK! The second sack hit him on the nose and burst, filling his eyes and nose with even more hot pepper.

Jack wasn't an idiot and knew they would probably deal with the first hot-pepper dust bomb, so he brought several more.

Jack immediately threw another hot-pepper bomb at the rest of the thugs and lunged at them, slashing two with a single swing of his dagger. He then pulled a string from his artificial arm and latched it to the pummel of his blade, throwing it at the further gang members, stabbing them in the neck then pulling the dagger to throw it again.

When the dagger got stuck, he simply ran around and cut them with the wire, then stabbed those who still moved. In a minute, he had wiped them out in the most efficient way possible. Keep them debilitated with a status effect and pick them one after another.

BAAAM! Another wind blast burst from the boss's hand, blasting all the pepper dust away as he once again wiped his eyes.

"Fucker!" He grunted, seeing Jack had already thrown another sack at him. This the was expecting it so he dodged and rushed forward toward him at a blinding speed. Jack immediately noticed how far he was outmatched in terms of raw stats.

^He's far too strong, I can't win a direct fight.^ Jack braced himself, blocking the coming swing with all his might. He could feel the impact shake his bones from head to toe.

Jack pulled a second dagger and swung at the boss's neck, an attack that was easily deflected and countered. Jack might not be the boss's match in melee fights, but he's experienced enough to know how the boss would counter certain attacks. He wasn't trying to wound him but to produce certain counters that would give him the advantage.

"Surprisingly slow and weak, I guess all rogues are the same. Only useful for your sneaking and stealing skills." The boss smiled. "I'm getting in fuckload of trouble for this, I'll make sure you die begging for mercy."

SWOSH! SWOSH! Jack unleashed two stabs aiming at the boss's left chest, urging him to deflect the attacks to the left.

The moment the boss deflected the attacks to the left, his right side was open. But to Jack, that wasn't an opportunity to attack, but one to gain even more advantage.

CLING! The spring in Jack's artificial leg activated, unleashing the stored emerging and launching him at a higher speed.

The boss gasped as Jack blitzed past him in the blink of an eye. "What was that?!" He turned around, but Jack had already moved and lunged to the other side of the wall.

BAM! Using his artificial arm, he fired a hook at the other wall and used it to swing around, flying all over the room around the boss while firing bolts from the crossbow in his artificial arm.

As the boss didn't carry a shield, dealing with all the bolts was near impossible as he struggled to slash them all. "You're rabid, I've seen mad dogs calmer than you little fucker." He growled.

Jack wasn't done yet, as he still had more to put pressure on. He fired a shot at the beam in the middle of the massive warehouse, causing a part of the ceiling to fall down. The supporting beams fell nicely into the shape he expected, spreading his pre-laidof wires and traps that he set minutes ago, surrounding the boss in a tight space full of razor-sharp wires and dangerous explosive, acid, and pepper bombs.

But even with that net, Jack didn't slow down and kept flying everywhere, firing his bolts. He laid theand knew how to move in it without triggering anything.

The boss started struggling as almost each of his slashes trying to deal with the bolts ended up in his injuries from the wires or being blasted with a bomb of skind. He couldn't even use a powerful spell to blast everything away, as that would trigger all the bombs at once and possibly kill him.

The bolts started hitting the boss left and right, piercing his shoulders as Jack kept firing endlessly.

"I would've recruited you to our ranks if you didn't kill so much." The boss smiled, "This much talent, and to think you're this skilled with traps." His muscles expanded as the bolts got ejected from his wounds and his eyes flashed red.

BAM! In the blink of an eye, the boss spun around with a flash of fire, cutting all the wires and unleashing a powerful shockwave that triggered all the bombs at once. Jack gasped as he landed on the wall, ^This idiot? Did he kill himself, no, this is bad.^

From the smoke, two red wings emerged covering the bandit boss as two horns extended from his head with flames gushing from beneath his feet. "You seem to have planned to fighteven if I was at least level 50. But sadly, you're out of luck coming against me." He pointed his sword at Jack.

"I'm a level 150 half-red dragon."

Jack immediately tried to retreat, ^Suck a monster, he's almost as strong as Eris. Not worth dealing with alone.^

"Where are you going?!" The boss appeared behind Jack swinging his sword.

Jack tried to block, but he got slashed across the chest and eyes and sent rolling on the ground.

Thud! The boss landed, staring at him with a passive face.

"Nothing can win against raw power and talent." He pointed his sword at Jack, "Stand, your death won't be painless."

Jack giggled as blood dripped from his slashed eyes. "What a pain in the ass. But fine, I'll have a nice night later." He stood, blood gushing from his chest.

"So you can still move." The boss smiled.

Jack reached into his pocket and started pulling a strange weapon, a whole zweihander in his right arm and a wakizashi in his left arm.

"A great sword? And that knife, one from the east…no this magic…" He gasped, "A holy sword?! Are you a hero?"

CLANG! Jack rested the zweihander on his shoulder as he barely stood with black veins spreading across his body, he had drunk the berserker potion he had in his back tooth, the sone he used to fight the incubus's magic in the past.

"YEAH! I wouldn't want to bring my wife to this retched place, I'll have to clean you, bastards, out! For our first school date." He growled with blood gushing from his sliced eyes.