In Another World, All Milfs Will Be Mine-Chapter 178: [ - - ]

"Death to the Usurper! We claim this city on behalf of the True Heir of the Dargan Family! Slaughter them all!"

The declaration echoed through the dark, shattered hall.

Before the last word even left the leader’s mouth, the killing started. These were not common street thugs, that were here to start a brawl.

They were highly trained killers who moved before the guards could even make a move.

At the lower tables, the two Royal Inspectors sitting at a small table were the closest to the attackers. Though they were the file pushers, they were in the service of the king.

One of them, a balding man, drew a hidden dagger from his sleeve. He quickly muttered an inaudible incantation, and a shimmering blue magical barrier formed around him.

And then without any delay, he threw the dagger at the closest man in devil mask. But the man was quick to move and dodge the dagger and counterattack.

The Royal Inspector thought that the barrier would save him, but it didn’t.

The man in the mask rushed towards him and like tearing through a piece of cloth, the assassin’s blade glowed with a sickly purple aura.

He swung his blade and the enchanted blade cut through the blue barrier. The Inspector gasped, trying to swing his dagger, but the assassin was too fast for him.

The killer got past his guard and drove a thin stiletto straight up under the scribe’s chin. The blade punched through flesh and bone, pinning the man’s tongue to the roof of his mouth.

Blood sprayed over the table, soaking into the roasted pork.

The second Inspector tried to make distance and regroup with others, but a massive man wearing the devil mask wielding a heavy, spiked mace intercepted him. The scribe threw a punch, catching the killer in the jaw. But the killer didn’t even flinch. He swung the mace in a brutal arc.

CRUNCH.

The mace caved the scribe’s chest in completely. The sound of ribs snapping echoed loudly. The man collapsed into a pile of mashed potatoes and gravy, coughing up chunks of his own lungs before going still.

"Gather around, you drunk bastards!" General Arthur roared.

Arthur kicked a heavy wooden table forward, sending it crashing into two advancing killers. He drew his massive broadsword.

The twelve Royal Guards scrambled. The hired prostitutes sitting on their laps screamed, slipping in the growing puddles of blood as they tried to crawl away.

The guards were highly trained, and while the alcohol was nice, it didn’t really had any affect on them.

So when they got their orders, they drew their swords and tried to form a shield wall, but the Devil Masks were fast and slipped right through the gaps.

A guard swung his sword wildly, but the killer was quick to duck the sloppy strike, moved to his right and drove a short sword right into the guard’s unprotected armpit.

"Aaaghhh!" The guard screamed, as his sword dropped from his hands, and another assassin slashed his throat open from ear to ear.

"Fucking scum!" Arthur bellowed, as he watched his man get slaughtered like a pig. He swung his broadsword, cleaving an assassin clean in half at the waist. Guts spilled onto the expensive rug.

But his men were falling fast. The men in devil masks were ruthless. They used the chaos, slipping under clumsy strikes and piercing unbuckled armour.

And within a few breaths, three of the Royal Guards had died without even killing one in return. They tried to fight back, but no matter what, the floor was already red with blood and wine.

At the doors, the Blackfang Elites roared.

Malcom grabbed a heavy metal tankard from a table and smashed it directly into an assassin’s face, crushing the bone mask into the man’s skull.

"Kill them!" Malcom shouted, "Don’t let them near the Master."

The Blackfangs charged in and soon it became a pure meat grinder.

Unlike the Royal Guards, they fought dirty, using every means possible in close-quarters. Blackfang men bit ears, gouged eyes, and tackled the assassins to the floor.

But while the Level Gap wasn’t that big, the Devils masks swarmed in like bees, non stop. They were practically crawling in the hall and as one of them fell, another took his place.

A Blackfang bandit tried to stab an assassin in the back, but the killer spun around with terrifying speed, chopped the bandit’s arm off at the elbow, and then drove a blade through his eye socket.

The scene in the Hall was bloody, and at the large table, Leo could feel the danger rising with every breath.

This wasn’t suppose to happen. Who were these masked dudes, and why were they ruining the night for him.

This was already the second banquet of his in this new world that these True heir enthusiasts have ruined.

But somehow Leo knew that these guys were not the same from earlier.

While Leo was engrossed in his thoughts, trying to figure out who was behind ruining his party, two Devil Masks completely ignored the melee on the floor.

They could end it all in a second if they could get just one head. They leaped onto the massive table, their boots stomping right on the plates of food and their eyes were locked dead on Leo.

Leo moved purely on instinct. He knew he couldn’t fight them. He was just an ant in front of these monsters.

He reached back blindly, as his hand wrapped around Seraphine as he pulled her towards him with force.

"Ah!" Seraphine cried out. Leo’s hand was below her breasts, as his fingers dug into her heavy, soft breast.

He squeezed the soft flesh tightly, using the rough grip to drag her bodily behind him. He didn’t have the time to be gentle. He just needed her out of the way.

"Get behind me!" Leo barked.

Leo also grabbed Ryana’s chair as he pulled her hard, pulling the chair out from under her. The Red Queen shrieked as she tumbled to the floor, landing in a heap next to Seraphine, behind Leo.

"You too, Ryana!"

Leo drew his sword. He planted his feet, standing alone between the two killers and the women cowering behind him. His gaze narrowed on the two men in front of him.

"Can’t I have one day where I don’t have to worry about dying/"

"Is this so much to ask?"

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