Lord Game: I Have 100 Million Talents-Chapter 76 - 66: Under Riding and Cutting, No Evil Can Hide

Chapter 76: Chapter 66: Under Riding and Cutting, No Evil Can Hide

After inspecting his spoils, Qin Feng raised his hand and struck the bronze clock inside the chief’s hut. As the hum signifying the duel’s end pierced the beast-hide walls, the two Ratman Warriors on guard outside immediately straightened their backs.

Huh?

’The Holy Duel is over?’

’I wonder if Chief Axenel beat that human!’

With these thoughts, they held out the keys clutched in their claws. With a soft CLICK from the lock, the heavy wooden doors swung open, revealing Axenel’s corpse sprawled across the blood-soaked, beast-hide carpet.

"Ah!?"

"What is this!?"

"What happened!?"

"You... you actually killed Chief Axenel!?"

Qin Feng’s icy gaze swept over the two Ratman Warriors, but his tone was unusually calm:

"Yes."

"I killed him."

"He cheated in your ’Holy Duel.’ He tried to use numbers to take my life, but unfortunately for him, his skills weren’t up to the task. He couldn’t beat me."

"So I executed him."

As he spoke, Qin Feng unapologetically seated himself on the stone throne Axenel had previously occupied. He folded his hands, lacing his fingers together, crossed one leg over the other, and exuded a chilling aura that seemed to freeze the very air.

"This matter... is an internal affair for your Golden Deer Tribe. I suggest you go get your other leaders and have them come here to handle it."

The two Ratman guards, completely unaware of what had transpired during the duel, exchanged a terrified glance. They frantically waved over a patrolling Ratman Villager to summon Brand and the other Ratman leaders, then leveled their Bone Spears, pointing them in unison at Qin Feng on his throne.

However, the claws clutching the spear shafts were trembling so violently that the spearheads traced small, silver arcs in the torchlight.

Far from being intimidating, their posture was more like dead grass swaying in the wind.

’Dammit!’

’So many people died in there!’

’Even Chief Axenel, who received the ancestors’ blessing just two days ago, was beheaded by him!’

’Just how terrifyingly powerful is this human Lord?’

They stared at the figure on the stone throne, legs crossed, as terrifying images flashed through their minds. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

’If he suddenly attacks, will we instantly lose our heads and become two more fresh corpses on the floor...?’

Just as the two Ratman Warriors were lost in their grim thoughts, the other leaders of the Golden Deer Tribe arrived.

The elderly Ratman in the lead saw the bodies littering the floor, and his cloudy pupils constricted. He violently drew the Bone Blade from his waist, its tip aimed straight at Qin Feng on the throne. His roar was so loud it shook dust from the beast-hide roof.

"You bastard!"

"How dare you murder our chief!?"

Brand, seeing things were about to get ugly, quickly grabbed the impulsive old Ratman and urged in a low voice:

"Stop!"

"Yu Le!"

"Please, calm down!"

"Lord Tingfeng defeated Axenel fair and square in a ’Holy Duel’ under the ancestors’ watch!"

"Besides!"

"Look at the bodies of these others!"

"It’s obvious Axenel went behind our backs and broke the sacred rules of the ’Holy Duel’ handed down by our ancestors. He’s brought shame upon the entire Golden Deer Tribe!"

"If we attack the rightful winner of the ’Holy Duel’ for the sake of a backstabber like him, it would be a desecration of our ancestors’ laws..."

After Brand’s reasoned persuasion, the bloodshot anger in the old Ratman Yu Le’s eyes gradually faded. Though his hunched back still trembled with grief and indignation, he finally put away his Bone Blade Weapon.

Seeing this, Qin Feng apathetically scanned all the Ratman leaders in the room, his flat tone devoid of any emotion:

"Good."

"It seems you’ve figured out what happened."

"Then I won’t waste any more words."

"I have one question, then. About the oath Axenel made earlier—that if I won the Holy Duel, every Ratman in the Golden Deer Tribe would swear allegiance to me."

"Does that oath still stand?"

At these words, the many Ratman leaders looked at each other, unsure of how to respond.

Only Brand, who had witnessed Qin Feng’s formidable power firsthand, was decisive enough. He dropped to one knee, presented his ancestral Bone Blade to Qin Feng with both hands, and declared loudly:

"Lord Tingfeng!"

"The Golden Deer Tribe wishes to pledge its loyalty to you!"

"It is your right as the victor of the ’Holy Duel’, and it is what our ancestors in the Hall of Heroes, who watch over this place, desire!"

"It is because they wish for you to lead the Golden Deer Tribe to future prosperity that they actively bestowed their blessing during this Holy Duel, helping you to achieve final victory!"

"The Sword of Victory in your hands is the future that will guide us forward..."

Qin Feng glanced sideways at Brand.

’Not bad.’

’A bit of a bootlicker, and quick to see which way the wind blows, but at least he’s smart.’

Then, he turned to the other, hesitant Ratman leaders. The words that rolled from his flat tone were like an ice-coated blade scraping across their throats:

"And you?"

"Do you intend to break the oath?"

’If so.’

’Then I won’t hold back.’

’My patience is limited, and I don’t want to waste any more time on you. Especially since I’m covered in wounds from Axenel and his cronies. I have a belly full of fire that I’m itching to release.’

’In any case, the worst that can happen is I lose out on one village recruitment point.’

’That’s still within an acceptable range of losses...’

Fortunately, these Ratman leaders were not inflexible fools. After a brief moment of hesitation and consideration, they ultimately chose the path of submission.