Life in a Simulation - Chapter 32

After impaling the knight who intended to “teach him a lesson” with a spear, Zhou Ming returned to the ox cart with an aura of menace. He placed the spear aside, put on his coat, found a comfortable spot, and lay down with his eyes half-closed.

As for the bag of coins that had brought him disaster, he scattered it on the nearby grass. The noble knights could take it if they wished, but they would have to stoop to pick it up.

All the knights wore furious expressions, their fingers resting on the hilts of their swords, wishing they could chop the arrogant peasant boy into pieces!

But no one stepped forward, not because they didn’t want to, but because they didn’t want to make further fools of themselves.

The knights had already lost all their dignity in front of this despicable peasant. Even if they killed him, they would become the jest of others, further tarnishing the honor of the knighthood.

The onlookers gradually dispersed, and no one troubled Zhou Ming. The journey was peaceful… As for the gold coins on the ground, they had long been picked up by the peasant laborers.

…

After returning to the Gran Fief.

Zhou Ming, who had returned from the battlefield relatively unscathed, regained some peace in his life.

He spent his days accompanying little Tony to class or going horseback riding to relax. The peasants working in the fields looked at Zhou Ming with a hint of admiration.

Not all peasants could survive and return home from the battlefield.

Not all peasants had the ability to rescue the lord from the midst of thousands of soldiers.

Not all peasants could earn the favor of the earl and receive a reward of 200 gold coins (which was actually 100 gold coins, but the rumor had spread that it was 200).

Not all peasants had the ability to kill a powerful knight…

There were simply too many rumors about Zhou Ming lately. Even the lower-class peasants in the entire Roz Fief were spreading stories about him. After some artistic embellishment, he was portrayed as an extraordinary man who could defeat ten knights and kill a heavily armored knight with just a spear, or rather, an “idol,” a legend among peasants.

Zhou Ming just laughed off these lower-class rumors. What he was more worried about recently was the health of Baron Connor.

Baron Connor was probably on his last legs.

A knight’s warhorse, weighing nearly a ton with both rider and horse, could generate a force of nearly a ton when its hooves struck down. No matter how strong the protection of the plate armor worn by Baron Connor was, it could not withstand such a massive impact.

The plate armor was deeply dented, and six of Baron Connor’s ribs were broken. The broken ribs pierced into his internal organs, causing massive internal bleeding. This brought the once-vigorous life force of Baron Connor to an extremely weakened state.

After October, the weather gradually turned cold, and Baron Connor’s health worsened. The severe cold caused by the infected wounds led to a high fever, making his body weaker day by day.

Baron Connor’s eldest son, Edward, the future heir to the fief, had no choice but to suspend his plan to recruit knights. He sent out a large number of servants to seek out renowned doctors and even personally visited the Saint Maun Abbey to bring in several highly respected priests. He also spent a fortune on “holy water,” hoping to save his father’s life, which was on the brink of extinction—As a knight with the virtue of “loyalty to the king,” this was all he could do for his father.

In mid-October, with the help of a well-known itinerant doctor who was proficient in pharmacology, Baron Connor’s condition finally stabilized. At this time, Brother Robert from Saint Maun Abbey also arrived. Bathed in the glory of the Lord, the pain of Baron Connor seemed to be greatly reduced. He could even chat and joke with Brother Robert about theology.

Everyone in the castle breathed a sigh of relief. For the time being, the baron was out of danger. If anything else happened to the baron, the barony, which had already suffered heavy casualties in the “500 Horses” war, would face another period of severe turmoil.

Seeing that the baron’s condition had stabilized and slightly improved, Zhou Ming also relaxed. He asked the housekeeper, Vic, for a two-day leave to go back to his home, which he hadn’t visited for a while.

The housekeeper agreed and gave him a salary advance of 10 silver coins to buy something to take back.

Zhou Ming, who had spent all his money on a small half-jar of honey from a peddler in town, had just walked to his doorstep when he heard a commotion coming from inside the house.

…

“Pretty girl, your brother is not at home today. Just give in to me!”

Bob, the fat man, was flushed with excitement, his eyes filled with intense lust. He had already taken off his jacket and was about to possess the beauty he had been longing for day and night!

In fact, the reason Baum came to Alice’s house today was to tell her that she should go to the castle to be a maid for young master Edward. However, the beauty shook her head and disagreed, saying that she needed to ask her brother’s opinion.

Baum promised many benefits of being a maid and warned her of the consequences of offending young master Edward. But the beauty was firm and insisted that she would only go to the castle with her brother’s consent.

Baum became impatient, grabbed the beauty’s hand, and started dragging her towards the castle. Alice could only struggle desperately and scream for help. During the struggle, her clothes were even torn, revealing a glimpse of her body.

Seeing this, the fat Baum forgot why he had come here. His mind, now completely dominated by lust, had only one voice: possess her, possess her, possess her…

“Alice, you are mine, Baum’s, and I will have you today!”

The fat Baum, who had taken off his upper clothes, lunged at her like a starving dog. He tore at Alice’s clothes and tried to carry her into the bedroom.

“Let me go, let me go! Help, someone, please help me!”

Alice kicked and screamed, hoping someone would stop this beast.

“Beauty, stop screaming, stop! Just give in to me. If you do, you can be my knight’s lady. Young master Edward has promised that he will send me to the royal capital knight academy to become a real knight. If you give in to me, I guarantee you will live a life of luxury and never have to worry again!”

The fat Baum pinned Alice’s hands and legs, whispering tempting words. Although the part about marrying her was a lie, the rest was true.

“No, I don’t want to!”

Alice, her lips muffled, made muffled noises and slapped at him with her free hand.

“You have no choice!”

Baum became furious and ripped Alice’s dress apart with a tearing sound. Looking at the two white mounds in front of him, he let out a delighted shout and was about to pounce.

“Bang!”

A loud noise came from the door as a figure rushed in.

“Ryan, how could you…” The startled fat Baum sat up and looked at the intruder in surprise.

“You bastard, die!”

Seeing the scene in the room, Zhou Ming flew into a rage and kicked the fat man. The spherical Baum fell to the ground and landed in a dog-eating-dirt position.

“Ryan, do you want to offend young master Edward? Do you still want to stay in the Gran Fief…” Baum’s threatening words were met with a relentless beating from Zhou Ming.

As the beating continued, Zhou Ming even dragged over a sturdy wooden chair. With bloodshot eyes, he smashed it onto Baum’s body, wishing to crush this detestable enemy into a pile of mush and beat him into a pulp.

“Ah! Stop! Stop!”

“Ryan, ah! I’m wrong, ah! Please stop, ah! I really am wrong!”

“Wrong… wrong… wrong…” By the end of the beating, Baum, with a bruised and unrecognizable face, could only weakly beg for mercy.

“Brother, stop, don’t hit him anymore. If you keep hitting, you’ll kill him. Brother, please stop!” Alice, covering her chest with her clothes, pleaded with Zhou Ming. If her brother really killed Edward’s servant Baum, Edward would definitely not let him go.

After more than ten minutes of beating, Zhou Ming finally put down the chair, which now had only one leg left. But still not fully satisfied, he thought that since he had already beaten him this badly and had already offended Edward, he might as well vent his anger more thoroughly.

“Baum, let me give you a lesson you’ll never forget.”

Zhou Ming turned the fat Baum over with his foot, spread his legs, and stomped down forcefully on his crotch.

“Ah!!!” The scream could be heard throughout the entire Rose Town.

Life in a Simulation - Chapter 32

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