Beast Taming? Nah, Dragon Herding is Way Better! - Chapter 41

Chapter 41: Encounter With Bandits
With a tall figure that will particularly stand out when compared to peers of the same age as him, this young man seems to be someone who is unfettered by the affairs of the world, his slightly long black hair cascading all the way to his upper back, his eyes that of someone who seems to always finds positive in any situation, yet a tinge of wise insights and great emotional depth seemingly hidden underneath the mask of positiveness, perfectly complemented by the sword-like eyebrows just above it.

His chiseled face eventually reveals itself as the sunlight shone through his entire being, revealing his masculine appearance in its complete glory as the people saw his arms seemingly packing an explosive punch, appearing not too muscular but not too lean as well, something along the line of being streamlined and muscular, adding to his charms.

“Looks like I stumble upon something here” the young man said to himself with his voice, the authority seemingly leaking out of it something that not even the leader of this experienced bandit group can match, his demeanor that of someone who seems to constantly commands extremely powerful beings beyond their comprehension.

“Lord savior, you’re finally here, please help our caravan!!!” seeing this as an opportunity for them to be saved, or at the very least, buy some time for him to escape, the fat owner of the caravan shouted as he looks towards the young man who just arrives, causing the bandit group to look at him in wariness as they completely fall for the fat man’s act.

“So you’re one of them huh? Everyone, screw this pretty boy!!” the leader of the bandit group said as he watches his subordinates poke at this young man’s strength, preparing to act immediately should something out of his expectation occurs, yet seeing the cultivation of this young man, he couldn’t help but highly doubt that there won’t be anything outside his expectation that might happen.

“Kikiki!! Die kid!!”

“Hehehehe, don’t damage his body too much, he might be a good toy for a while!!!”

“Let me use him as well then, HAHAHA!!!”

As the most eager people among the group of bandits charged towards the young man with different expressions and intentions, there’s only one person that notices the subtle changes in the young man’s expression, and that is the leader of the bandit group.

“Get back!!!” he shouted as he saw his men charging towards the man possessing the bearing of a true ruler, said young man seemingly completely unconcerned, even annoyed at his group as if he’s looking at a bug interrupting him somehow.

His warning comes too late though as the young man already starts moving as well, something in the bandit leader’s body screaming to get out of this place now as his mind screams at him that this young man is nothing but danger.

Before he can move away though, he comprehends the reason why his own body is acting like that, seeming how a flash of light appears right beside the young man and the next moment, all the men that attacks him already exploded into a mist of blood, the only proof of their existence in this world being the stain of their own blood on the group along with the spatial pouch that seems to be intentionally not targeted by the young man.

Seeing that he easily dispatched of this group of bandits standing at the peak of Muscle Conditioning level, the young man couldn’t help but nod to himself as if this is something that is just to be expected, scaring not only the leader of the bandit, but also all the other bandits as well given that his current level shows that he is merely a Vague Orange Core mage.

“Looks like I’ve been used by this fatso huh…” seeing the glowing, seemingly excited look on the fat caravan owner’s eyes, the young man couldn’t help but feel annoyed at this, this being the first time that he feels like he had been tricked like this into working for someone else without his approval, of course, that is except for a certain lady that disappears all of a sudden after he leaves his previous city.

“Sis Bea said that that thing she gave me will be useful in the capital” he mutters to himself before taking a step forward and scaring the bandits again, most of them taking steps back to create distance away from him as he gets closer and closer to the caravan.

Wondering what this seemingly extremely strong young man is muttering about, the fat owner of the caravan starts standing up proudly as he thought that he completely deceives these bandits that this young man is really a part of his caravan, taking this chance for it to really be so as he approaches the emperor-like young man with the intention to save himself, possibly even his entire caravan in the process.

“Young hero! Please help this humble merchant to get away from her with my packages, I will give you a handsome compensation for everything that you will do for me here” the fat merchant said with a tone of helplessness in his voice as if he doesn’t really have a choice now, something that will definitely deceive anyone else but not the young man in front of him, especially given that a green-haired beauty that this young man is extremely familiar with is someone that is a master of acting and pretending.

‘He thinks I’m a pushover…’ the young man thought to himself as he looks into this merchant’s eyes, bearing so much more greed than any normal merchant that he encounters all throughout his not so long life.

‘Hehehe, I can save bribing this newbie than sacrificing more than half of my treasures to these bandits to survive, look at his clothes, I bet I can just give him a few gold coins and he can be on his merry way!!’ the merchant thought to himself as his smile grows even wider, causing the young man right in front of him to get even more annoyed as he saw through what this fat man is planning.

‘Calm down Diluc, this fucking pig is not worth being angry with…’ the young man, Diluc, said as he thought to himself, before seemingly taking away this line of thinking as he directly moves one of his foot in a near instantaneous speed towards this fat merchant’s crotch, making him feel a pain that can be felt by any man within a one mile radius, including the young man who initiated this kick as well.

‘But of course, it is definitely worth it to kick and beat him up…’ he added to his last thought causing him to nod as he thinks this is a really good way of thinking, before laughing it out and then paying his attention to the group of bandits once again.

“Just to be clear I’m not this fatty’s allies” seeing the fat merchant currently gasping for air as he holds his dear junior tightly as if to not let go, Diluc takes this chance to clarify towards the bandits about all of these things, causing the group to start laughing as they think that this is hilarious, braving themselves provoking this young man as they think that the previous lethal attack is a one-off thing, and he’s only bluffing his way out of this now.

“Kahahaha!!!! You’re a funny one kid!! But don’t think for a second that we will spare you just because you’re not this fatty’s ally, don’t forget, you killed a few of my men with whatever trick that you used previously!!!” the leader of the bandit group said as he points his daggers towards the young man, his entire group starting to piece together the ‘facts’ as they heard their leader’s words, causing them to laugh as well as they thought of themselves as smart discovering the young man’s ‘weakness’ after just a clue dropped by their leader.

“So that was a trick!!! Hahahah!!! Lad, you’re fucking screwed!!”

“Hehehe, little brother, you’re going with us!!”

As the surrounded Diluc with a renewed confidence on their faces filled with all sorts of expressions towards this young man, said young man couldn’t help but start cracking himself to laughter causing all of the bandits to stop in confusion, feeling that this young man snaps because of the fear he felt towards them.

“Man, you thought I was clarifying because I’m scared huh… that was really good…” after his fit of laughter stops even the bandits from directly attacking him, Diluc starts talking once again, his laughter still finding its way between his words causing him to take a long time to just speak, but the moment he moves on from his laughter, his face turns stone cold serous as he locks on them as well.

“I’m saying it just so we’re clear that from here on out, this is all on me because I fucking hate the guts of people like you, and that fatty doesn’t need to request me to do what I am about to do with you, not that he has any right to do so”