The Most Satisfied Reincarnate

There were marks of some crushed logs scattered around; besides that, the grass was replaced by a large crack making the plain like a mini hill.

In addition, several pieces of deer bodies were distorted and lying on the ground. This indicates that something big has hit, making it bare ground without life.

In the middle of the barren land, a middle-aged man wearing armor equipped with a robe loosened behind his back was seen holding a long sword that had the grip of a four-leaf clover.

The middle-aged man wears no helmet, making his old face clearly visible to the audience. He gazed at the sky while raising his head proudly.

  When Desmond saw this aftermath, a feeling of awe and shock formed deep in his heart. He stared at the man's back with eyes sparkling as if finding a new toy.

"Amazing, this is the power of the peak swordsmen class." Maybe if this middle-aged man were in his old world, he would have been called a super-soldier and served the country.

But Desmond only expressed his admiration briefly before looking back at the man's back with a different look. "And also, it's obvious, he couldn't control his strength properly." 

Desmond snorted as he turned around to see what the middle-aged man had done to his treasured clothes and books.

Even though this carriage was not his, but this incident at least suffered a loss. If it weren't for the spell barrier that protected the carriage from the first blow, this damage would have been even more severe.

"Asking for compensation just because this I may look childish." Desmond could only harbor anger without being able to complain to the middle-aged man.

Not only the middle-aged man's status was higher than his parents, but he also had a close connection with the king. 

If not for Desmond had been hiding his identity as an assassin until now, he may breach the carriage and shouted at him. As a former son of a mafia family, Desmond was not afraid of death, but this does not mean he stupid enough to kill his future.

Who wants to stay at the kingdom jail for several years? Not only he just arrived at this 'world', what if the soldiers brainwash him and he told them the truth that he was not from this world?

Then my body would be examined, not only that my body also will become an antique object, hanging in the museum.

At the same time, Desmond also looked forward and found the two leaders of the mercenaries looking fine, without any cuts or bruises.

"Ah, I forgot they also have the same strength as that middle-aged man." Still, until now, Desmond didn't understand why they didn't act earlier; maybe that would minimize the casualties.

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"Guardian!" Previously, the royal soldiers were also thrown and hit the horse-drawn carriage; some even flew and were now on top of the carriage. But they were used to this condition and recovered, returning to their position.

"You guys ..." When Vesta heard the screams of his soldiers, he turned around and approached his soldiers only to see a few of them were left.

At the same time, the soldiers saw their Guardian's sad expression, while the gleam from his eyes also showed disappointment.

"We are sorry; this is our negligence for not being able to predict the existence of a wizard/witch among the attackers." One of the royal soldiers who seemed to be the captain of the army advanced and lowered his head.

This was followed by other soldiers. They knew that this is the first time they had made a big mistake. The guardian sighed, a trace of ashamed displayed on several soldiers' faces. 

Just as they lowered their heads, a question popped up in their minds.

Why are we like this?

Have we been with the Guardians all this time? So why we performed like such lowly soldiers?

Why did we not send someone to spy around? Instead, our minds seem blank for a while, only filled with pride as royal troops of Guardian

A series of questions arose in the minds of each of the soldiers. And it was when their Guardian didn't even accept their apology and went straight into the carriage that they realized.

That fucking jobless mercenaries.

All of the soldiers then stared hatefully at the mercenaries that were far ahead, some of them holding their weapons shaking with rage.

"Captain, let me teach that bastards!" one of the soldiers couldn't take it anymore and came forward to attack.

"Vin!" But the soldier stopped when he heard a different tone from the captain. He then glances at the captain only to find his captain looking down on him.

"Don't act like a fool or like that lowly person." The captain spoke to his subordinates disdain. His expression looked disgusted when he saw the soldier in front of him.

"Ye ... s captain."

After seeing his men calm down, then the captain returned to see the aftermath. "Sigh, too many were damaged."

Not only was the road they were walking on, but even the two carriages also looked very bad. Luckily every coachman always carried spare materials.

He knew that every time the Guardian appeared, it meant they failed to live up to his expectations, and he as a captain had to take responsibility for the rest of the battle.

"Clear the situation." The captain looked at the two coachmen and also ordered his men to help while he approached one of the horse-drawn carriages.

* knock * * knock *

"Ah ... please wait a minute." There was a soft, seductive and graceful voice from inside the horse-drawn carriage. Apart from that, the captain also heard the sound of equipment being moved as well as other sounds of someone sweeping.

Suddenly the sound disappeared, became tranquil and...

* click *

"Yes?" When the carriage door opened, a young woman with her red hair flowing and fluttered by the blowing wind came out.

The woman was also wearing a tight maid outfit, exposing the curves of her body. She lowered her head to greet the captain, who seemed to be daydreaming.

"Hello?"

Smelling the scent of the maid's hair, the captain regained consciousness and replied nervously, "Ah .. I'm sorry, miss." He scratched his head while lowering his head, embarrassed to stare.

Even though he knew that in this horse-drawn carriage, there was a servant and a young master who is the core of this mission, but he did not think that this servant was so beautiful.

His mind was no longer as blank as before; he straightened his posture to look manly and conveyed his meaning, "I represent the Guardian to apologize for the incident."

"Our guardian has a problem to  controlled his strength which make like this." The captain smiled helplessly and continued," So I, as the captain of royal troops, offer to help clean your room with my men." The captain breathed a sigh of relief after successfully conveying his intentions.

He refocused his eyes forward only to see the servant girl chuckled, covering her mouth with the napkin she was carrying.

AH, an angel. Immediately his mind went blank again, and this time not only his mind but also his eyes focused solely on her chuckle.