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Chapter 135 A Real Man Should Get Straight to the Point

Hawkeye's shrewd maneuver left the mature maid, who had been smiling, frozen in place.

She never expected that this cross-eyed man, who was so approachable, would make such an outrageous request.

Although these zombie girls come from the world of doujinshi, each and every one of them is a person of high moral character.

Such unreasonable requests would only be made in the world of fantasy novels, not in reality.

Therefore, Hawkeye's offense enraged the zombie girls.

Do you really think they're just a bunch of pretty faces?

Just as the maids were about to make their move, Gandalf, who was standing behind Hawkeye, couldn't stand it anymore. "Hawkeye, you filthy bastard, you're a disgrace to our Father God!"

"Just as shameless as the second-in-command."

"Today, I represent the Father God to clean house."

He gripped the staff with both hands and swung it like a baseball to hit a home run.

The staff struck Hawkeye hard on the head, sending him flying like a lead ball.

After finishing all this, the old man clapped his hands and apologized to the maid with a slightly apologetic look: "I'm sorry, they are still young and obviously lack experience."

"But don't worry, I'm experienced and I would never make such a basic mistake."

Gandalf's confident assurances saved the mature maid's face.

She looked at the kind old man before her and respectfully asked, "As expected of the highly respected Lord Gandalf, may I ask which place you would like to choose?"

The old man with white hair and a white beard had golden eyes and pointed his finger at the Demon Orb.

"I don't like beating around the bush. I'll go straight to the point, even if it means getting hurt."

"Anyway, I'm already old, what use is he to me?"

"Why not give it a little stimulation now? Maybe it can help it recover a bit or two."

The mature maid stared at the spot Gandalf was pointing to, her eyes twitching wildly.

Suppressing her anger, she gritted her teeth and demanded, "Sir, you said I'm experienced and incapable of making silly mistakes, is this what you mean by 'affection'?"

"Yes," Gandalf readily admitted, explaining with a look of exasperation, "those two good-for-nothings were too roundabout; they couldn't even get straight to the point."

"Procrastination is not the behavior of a true man; I disdain to associate with such people."

His self-righteousness completely ignited the maids' anger.

More than 50 zombie girls surrounded Gandalf at the same time, and began to crack their fists with hostile expressions.

"Okay, okay, let's get straight to the point, shall we?"

"We also prefer to get straight to the point, so please, sir, give us your guidance."

Gandalf broke out in a cold sweat as he looked at the menacing maids.

He reluctantly suggested, "Well, although I'm still quite vigorous, I can't handle 50 at once."

"How about we take it one at a time?"

Unable to bear it any longer, the zombie women attacked simultaneously, kicking Gandalf to the ground and stomping on him with their beautiful legs.

The old man, who had been brutally abused, immediately let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

He covered his head and curled up into a ball.

By using this lowest position, you can take in all 50 glimpses of under a skirt.

"Hehehe~, I have no regrets even if I die now..."

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The commotion outside the cave quickly attracted the little girl, GuGu.

She looked at her grandfather, who was being brutally beaten, her face filled with worry, and she desperately wanted to go over and stop the maids from abusing him.

Fortunately, the second-in-command and Hawkeye intervened in time and exposed the old man's despicable behavior.

This made Gugu so angry that she pouted and stomped her feet hard.

"Oh dear, really, how could Grandpa Gan do this?"

"He's an elder I respect the most. Aren't you setting a bad example for the children?"

The little girl's angry complaints made the second-in-command and Hawkeye burst into laughter.

"Little girl, this is what men are like. We're boys until we die."

"When so many beautiful women suddenly appear in the territory, it's destined to become more and more lively."

"Just enjoy the atmosphere here."

With a hint of helplessness, GuGu lifted the fragrant penguin in her arms. Looking at the adorable little creature, she blinked her eyes and asked, "GuGu, do you think all men are really like this?"

"They are absolutely disgusting."

The chubby penguin, being lifted high, pouted and stood up for Gugu: "Gugu, quack quack, men are bad, they're all big pigs!"

"My sister is the best, Gaga will always love her sister~".

The fragrant penguin broke free from Gugu's embrace and kissed the little girl on the cheek, which made Gugu chuckle.

Their heartwarming scene stands in stark contrast to Gandalf's brutal beating.

The consequences of this old man's lewd behavior made the men in the territory feel ashamed.

They've finally witnessed the power of shamelessness.

If even a lame old man can be so open-minded, then if I, as a junior, am still hesitant, won't I be ridiculed in the future?

With this mental preparation, the men suddenly became more proactive.

Even if I get beaten up by these beautiful women, it's still better than being beaten up by my own wife.

This is a real opportunity to get up close and personal with a beautiful woman; I doubt you'll have another chance like this in the future.

People became more self-aware and began to line up in an orderly manner, and soon the number of people far exceeded 50.

Even the village children wanted to join in the fun, but after seeing the stern looks from their fathers and brothers, each of them took a free bag home and cried, hoping to get comfort from their elderly mothers.

Unfortunately, the old mother was even more furious at this point. Seeing her child being so disappointing, the game had turned from singles to mixed doubles, and screams of agony filled the entire territory.

The controversy sparked by the blood donation lasted until noon.

Although the men had improper thoughts, they still had their own tigresses at home.

So, under the watchful eyes of his wives, he could only extend his arms and let the zombie women suck his blood, not daring to cross the line at all.

This compromise prevented a large-scale family conflict from erupting.

The territory was restored to harmony once again.

At the same time, troops from five cities returned to the Allied camp near the desolate village.

When they arrived outside the camp and saw the blood-soaked land, they were all furious.

Although everyone already knew from the dwarves that the remaining personnel had been slaughtered, the suppressed anger of everyone finally erupted the moment they actually witnessed it.

"Those damned dwarves actually committed a massacre."

"They haven't left themselves any way out at all."

The enraged, fat Morton kicked one of the dwarf prisoners, and even though it made his sprained back hurt more, it couldn't stop his rage.

The other representatives, equally enraged, also glared at the group of dwarf prisoners.

Ryan, the hangman with the coldest expression, lay on the stretcher and still couldn't resist making a sarcastic remark: "Heh~, it's not that they didn't leave themselves a way out, it's that they're completely fearless."

"To put it bluntly, they've become arrogant and look down on our human kingdom."

"After all, they have the flintlock musket, that powerful weapon, which gives them the confidence."

Upon hearing the words "flintlock rifle," the delegates' anger suddenly subsided, and each of them frowned deeply.

Morton, who was initially furious, now wore a worried expression. He slapped his thigh and sighed, "Alas, that weapon is terrifying. With the dwarves' forging abilities, they can mass-produce it. We have no chance to even imitate it."

"Furthermore, the little girl who invented this weapon was taken away by the orcs, which will make the orcs even stronger."

"The presence of hidden enemies lurking around the border is truly unsettling."

"What hope is there for us people living in remote towns?"

His soul-searching question made the already worried faces of the delegates look even worse.

With both arms broken, Fen Kai retorted in a do-or-die manner, "Why think so much? This is beyond our control."

"Anyway, the information here will be sent to the kingdom's higher-ups, and the decision-making will naturally be made by those above."

"Let's mind our own business and not let the dwarves and orcs steal our spoils."

His indifferent attitude reflects the mindset of the other delegates at that moment.

Right now, nobody cares about the fate of other cities.

They all wanted to return to their own territories as soon as possible to report to their lords.

Driven by this sense of urgency, the representatives from the five cities soon parted ways.

They led their own troops, carrying the bodies of their fallen comrades, and marched at breakneck speed back to their respective cities.