After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 504

Chapter 504: Unexpected Help
The others looked over and were disappointed it was a small girl. “Nah, I like mine voluptuous. I don’t like kids. It’s yours,” one said, another one shrugged and continued their rounds.

As such, only one of the guards was left, who was glad he didn’t have to share.

Bruce moved to block the way but he was easily pushed away. His heart dropped, looking at the other men.

“Stop!” He yelled, but his body refused to move and he could only watch as the little girl was pulled away.

“NOOO!”

Bruno turned extending his hands to grip the girl’s arms. “Please, she’s so young!”

He was pushed and kicked down instead. He coughed up blood, already weak from all the tireless work.

“Don’t bother me right now,” the guard said, grinning and showing off his yellow teeth.

Lina’s eyes widened as the man loomed over her. She whipped her head to look at both Bruce and Rebi. Bruce was down, while Rebi was shaking as his back was turned to her while he continued with his work.

Lina’s heart fell. Rebi was intending to ignore her now that she was found.

Bruce couldn’t blame him. He was also reluctant to do something to risk his life. If he died, what would happen to his own daughter?

However, when he had to watch the girl being groped right in front of him—his eyes turned red.

Bruce could see his daughter in the girl, and like hell he’d allow anything to happen to her!

He wanted to yell out for them to stop, but his body didn’t listen.

He gritted his teeth, trying to move, but the orders were clear:

‘Don’t bother me right now.’

Bruce cursed himself for his weakness, but at the same time, he also prayed for the little girl to be alright.

“No! Please! No! Not there!” The little girl yelled, trying to push his hands away, making the man laugh in amusement.

“Not here, not here?” he said with a grin. “Oh? You’re shy? Aw how cute.”

“Okay, I’ll take you elsewhere,” he said, pulling the girl by the hair. He grinned as he heard her cry. He could’ve easily told her to shut up and she would, but he didn’t, because where was the fun in that?

“Noooo! Wuuuu—”

“Noo! Pleasee!”

Finally, Rebi couldn’t handle it anymore and ran after them, holding his arm.

The moment he realized his actions, he shook in fear. But he gathered enough courage to speak. “Please… don’t. You’ll… break her.”

The man looked at him with dark eyes, and punched him without warning. “A slave dare to touch me, eh?” he yelled, punching him again so he lost his footing.

The man kicked him, repeatedly, and he was unable to fight back.

“UNCLE REBI!” Lina yelled, sobbing, and could only cry louder when she was pulled away to someplace else. “NOO! PLEASEEE! HELP ME! UNCLE BRUCE! UNCLE BRUCEEE! Wuuuu—”

He dragged her further into the forest and Bruce felt that he could move already, meaning the order had expired. The other guards were busy and he took advantage and followed them deeper into the forest, dragging his body.

When he arrived, the man was already hovering over the girl and taking off her clothes, and his movements hastened further—not that it made much of a difference because he was already so weak.

The tragedy of slaves was that they really wouldn’t be able to fight or hurt anyone on the ‘master’s side’, unless specifically ordered to by someone above in the chain of command. However, he could try to convince them otherwise.

“Please don’t,” he yelled, voice raspy, making the man turn to him, “She’s so small, her body wouldn’t be able to take it. Why don’t you wait—”

This made the man stop his actions and turn to him with a sneer, though his eyes was filled with hostility. “Heh, why are slaves getting so brave lately?”

The next thing he knew a huge palm was on his face and he was dragged to the nearby tree, his head pounded there repeatedly. He held onto the man’s hand.

“Don’t fight back,” he ordered, and his arms fell to his sides as a response.

He couldn’t fight back and had no choice but to receive all the attacks raw.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

He kicked him to another tree, and kicked his face, before kicking his stomach again, over and over, and Bruce felt that it wouldn’t take long until his ribs gave way.

Bruce’s eyes filled with tears in pain and hopelessness, his sights ended up on the little girl lying down, looking at him, also sobbing. She was too terrified to speak now, but he could see the hopelessness in her eyes.

As he slowly felt his consciousness wane, his daughter’s image superimposed on the other girl. If he perished now, his Lily would be violated. But what could he do? He couldn’t move at all! Not only was his body heavy as led, his status as a slave also held him back.

Such a heavy feeling!

“My Lily…” he mumbled, tears lining up in his eyes.

He was expecting more pain to come, and maybe then he’d finally succumb, however—

AWOOOOO!

They heard a howl nearby, and it was followed by rustles, slashing sounds, and the man’s screeching that reminded him of a pig being slaughtered.

“WHAT!? AHHH!!”

He could see the man fall down, but he couldn’t move enough to see what was happening. He saw him being dragged him a little farther that he couldn’t see anymore.

Soon, he could hear tearing sounds, followed by a squelching sound, and the screams eventually ended.

They were at a distance far enough from the caves not to alert too many, but still audible. However, such sounds weren’t uncommon and people just thought a small mob came, which would be dealt with when they came. More often than not, such screams were associated with a lone weak slave thrown to the beasts, so no one bothered to check.

This was also what Bruce thought, thinking that the monsters would probably eat him next. But when the man sounds ended and none of his pain followed, he was puzzled.

He heard a howl and he struggled to turn to look at what happened, only to see the man was killed—not eaten—by none other than that wolf from before! The one they encountered near Bright Territory!

The wolf walked over, having a little limp, before using its nose to move his hand. He raised his hand to pat her nose.

“Thank you,” he mumbled, tears lining up his eyes. The wolf howled again and left, and for a moment Bruce thought he was imagining things.

But then more rustles sounded. Bruce’s heart fell and he crawled in the girl’s direction. He imagined it was probably Fargo’s men checking on the noise. In which case, he in his current state could be tagged as useless and therefore thrown to a mob as bait, and Lina would be unprotected.

“It’s here, it’s here,” A voice said, pausing as they absorbed what they saw. “Oh wow… how brutal.”

Bruce turned to look at the men who arrived. They were all dashing and didn’t look like any of Fargo’s guards at all.

They looked at Bruce and Lina, both of whom were shaking both in fear and in weakness.

The men’s stances softened immediately, and one of them walked over, kneeling down to their level.

It was a man with aquiline features that would appear sharp, but his gentle smile softened it a bit.

“Hello, my name is Eagle,” he said. “Do you want us to help you out?”