Radiant Dragon’s Otherworldly Reincarnation

Chapter 162. Rip My Stomach (2)

“How dare this bastard!”

The soldier’s spear lunged towards Matthew’s body.

It was not a threat, but a clear attack intended to kill.

However, Matthew extended his hand and caught the spear as if it were nothing to dodge.

Thwack!

“Huh?”

The soldier whose lunging spear was caught was horrified.

He belatedly tried to pull the spear back, but it was impossible.

“Eek…. Grrrr….”

The opponent was just holding it with one hand.

But to the soldier, it felt like pulling a stake stuck in a rock.

‘It’s not budging at all? How….’

He pulled back with his entire body with all his might, but it didn’t move an inch.

And….

“Are you done?”

“Eeee….”

“Come here.”

When Matthew gave a slight tug, the soldier’s body lurched forward.

And then….

Crack!

“Aaaargh!”

A single punch from Matthew slammed into his face, sending the soldier flying with a scream.

With broken teeth and a collapsed nose, the soldier clutched his face and writhed in pain.

Only then did the other soldiers realize that Matthew was no ordinary person.

“You! Identify yourself.”

“Put your hands on your head and kneel immediately.”

“How dare you resist a soldier?”

“You bastards, you’re all under arrest!”

As the soldiers aimed their spears and threatened him, Matthew gave a cold smile.

“You pieces of trash….”

What’s with these guys who drink on duty and harass women?

And what’s with them talking big while their asses are backing away?

Matthew spoke with a face full of contempt.

“Should I give you a piece of advice?”

“Wh-what advice?”

“If I were you, I’d run away right now without looking back.”

“What kind of nonsense is that?”

“Would you understand if I explained?”

“……?”

“I’m just giving you advice out of conscience. For purely humanitarian reasons.”

“……?”

“Well, it seems it’s too late for that now anyway.”

The soldiers had no idea what Matthew was talking about.

But there was no need to strain their heads trying to understand.

They would soon learn through their bodies.

“This is….”

Th-th-th-thump….

“What are you doing….”

Someone vaulted over the second-floor railing.

And then….

“You bastards!”

Craaaack!

He delivered a flying two-footed kick straight to a soldier’s face.

Seeing the scene, Matthew nodded as if he had expected it and said.

“I definitely warned you.”

***

About 30 minutes later.

“Ugh… guuuh….”

“Please sto… stooooop….”

“Hab mercy…. mercy….”

The soldiers were on their knees, begging for their lives.

Their faces were swollen, more than half of their teeth were gone, and they had been beaten to a pulp, making it impossible to find an unscathed spot on their bodies.

It was truly astonishing that a person could be reduced to such a state in just 30 minutes.

But what was even more surprising was that no one had died yet, and….

“How dare these bastards ask for forgiveness? If you did wrong, you should just take your beating quietly. How dare you try to get away with it by asking for forgiveness?”

It was Patrick, still beating these guys who looked like they would die from a mere touch.

Crack! Thwack! Crunch! Thump, thump, thump!

It was a truly divine level of power control.

They would never die.

Their pain would just be infinitely compounded.

Patrick grabbed a soldier’s hair and slammed his head against the floor, saying.

“I’m having a nice drink, and you ruin the mood? You son of a bitch, that’s the thirty-fifth thing I hate the most.”

‘The things he hates… there are too… many….’

Even in his pain, the soldier felt it was unfair.

How was he supposed to know that?

But if he were to show consideration for such circumstances, would he be Patrick Schneider?

Patrick grabbed another soldier by the collar and landed punches that made cracking sounds as he spoke.

“I….”

Crack, crack.

“Since long ago….”

Thump, thump, thump.

“I’ve had a lot of pent-up anger towards bastards from the government who act all high and mighty just because they’re soldiers!”

Crack. Crunch. Thwaaaang!

“Immunity for officials? You take bribes left and right and still claim immunittyyyyy?”

The kids had never said such a thing….

“Say it again? Go on, say it again!”

I’m telling you, they never said that.

Patrick’s gruesome and brutal violence finally stopped when Isabella grabbed his shoulder to restrain him.

“That’s enough. Stop it.”

“I can still hit them 754 more times, though?”

He calculates his estimates so meticulously.

At Patrick’s words, a wet liquid dripped from the groin of the trembling soldier.

Isabella sighed and said.

“I’ll file a formal complaint about them trying to harass me. Any more violence is meaningless.”

“Huh? Senior, you were harassed?”

“……”

You didn’t know? You beat them without knowing?

Ah, right. You beat them purely because you hated being disturbed while drinking. I see.

Upon receiving this new information, Patrick smiled like a great demon from hell and said.

“Hoh… so that’s what happened? You harassed my fiancée?”

“I… I didn’t nnow.”

“Forgib us.”

“I was wron. Sob….”

The soldiers wept and begged for forgiveness.

They never dreamed that woman was the fiancée of this demon.

And Patrick smiled brightly at the soldiers and said.

“There’s a saying among the teachings I’ve learned.”

Patrick continued, smiling.

“Hate the sin, but don’t forget to hate the sinner too.”

[I never taught you that.]

The Master who would shout that was not here.

Patrick, who had freely distorted his Master’s teachings, spoke with the eyes of a great demon from hell.

“Are you bastards completely insane? How dare you harass someone? Should I snip-snip away the root of the problem so you never think of women again?”

Patrick drew his twin swords.

And he crossed them like scissors, making a clanging sound that had an effect of making men shrink in terror just by looking.

The soldiers, in a state of severe crisis, screamed and crawled away.

“Aaargh!”

“Aaaaaah!”

“Noooooo.”

This demon would do it.

No, beyond just doing it, he looked like he had done it many times before.

And that was a fact.

“It’s been a while, but I’ll dispatch some manpower to the imperial eunuch department!”

The imperial palace in this town didn’t have eunuchs, but who knows?

If he sent them, they might be put to use somehow.

Patrick was determined to carry it out.

At that moment….

“Don’t move.”

“Nobody move!”

A group of soldiers rushed into the inn.

It was a force of dozens of soldiers, including two knights who had come to lead them.

Normally, it would seem like an excessive force to suppress a disturbance in a pub, but….

“Who the hell are you guys?”

That was in a normal situation.

It was a ridiculously insufficient force to deal with a natural disaster-level catastrophe named Patrick Schneider.

The one silver lining was that Patrick wasn’t the only one here.

“We are students from the Academy of the Atronia Kingdom on a knight’s training journey.”

Matthew stepped forward and spoke directly.

Then, the knight leading the soldiers said a word.

“Atronia Kingdom? You’re from a minor country.”

For a moment, Matthew was furious, but he ignored it for now.

Explaining the situation was more important than starting a fight right now.

“Those who appear to be your soldiers were in a pub in their regular army uniforms during duty hours….”

“Enough.”

The opponent cut Matthew off and said coldly.

“I will not tolerate criticism of our soldiers’ duty regulations. You are foreigners.”

“…Yes. I see.”

Matthew’s brow furrowed.

Seeing his subtly irritating demeanor, it didn’t seem like talking for long would do any good.

So he decided to get straight to the point.

“They tried to harass our companion, and my friend and I fought back and subdued them.”

“Subdued? That?”

The knight pointed at the soldiers who were beaten to a pulp and begging for their lives.

It was true that their state was too miserable to be described with the word ‘subdued.’

But Matthew had something to say too.

“Do you know who it is they tried to harass? This person is….”

“Enough, I don’t want to hear useless information.”

“What did you say?”

“Just state the necessary information.”

“Isn’t it necessary to confirm the victim’s identity?”

“I will be the judge of that.”

Is that so?

You only want to hear what you want to hear?

Matthew’s blood pressure was starting to rise.

And the opponent continued to speak….

“No matter what good family you young masters came from in the Atronia Kingdom, this is the Kaisar Kingdom.”

“I am aware of that.”

“Then follow the laws of our country. You have attacked my subordinates without authorization and inflicted severe injuries. Do you admit it?”

“I admit that. But there was a just reason….”

“Nonsense.”

“What did you say?”

“Your claim that our soldiers harassed your companion is just a one-sided assertion, isn’t it?”

“So you’re saying you don’t believe it?”

“Of course.”

The knight answered firmly.

Then, he looked at Isabella behind the dumbfounded Matthew with a blatant gaze and said.

“Perhaps that pretty little wench was horny and seduced our soldiers first, wasn’t she?”

“What did you say?”

“She looks the type. Women from minor countries are naturally drawn to men from great nations.”

At that grave insult, Matthew gritted his teeth and said.

“Watch your mouth. Do you know who this is to dare….”

“Ah, enough.”

The knight cut Matthew off and continued with a sneer.

“If you feel so wronged, I’ll do you the favor of investigating.”

He then looked around and said in a loud voice.

“Is there anyone who can testify that their words are true? If so, step forward now!”

At that, the people in the pub all bowed their heads.

No one failed to understand the meaning behind the words of the knight, who had his hand on the hilt of his sword and was overtly radiating his aura.

Matthew’s eyes widened as he said.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

“What do you mean? I was looking for a witness, wasn’t I?”

“How is that?”

This was less of an investigation and more of a threat.

Naturally, no one came forward, and the opponent said with a sly smile.

“No one is stepping up. Looks like my guess was right.”

“You bastard…. Are you really a knight?”

At Matthew’s words, the opponent frowned and said.

“The brat from a minor country has no manners. It seems you need to learn your place.”

As the knight raised his hand, the other soldiers aimed their spears at Matthew.

“Surrender peacefully.”

“This piece of trash?”

Matthew’s body trembled.

He never thought they would be so shameless.

At that moment….

“Are you all done now?”

Patrick’s voice came from behind Matthew.

Patrick pulled Matthew’s shoulder to move him behind him and said.

“If you’ve done enough, step aside.”

“Wait a minute, Patrick.”

“Now I’ll handle it my way.”

“Hey. Just wait a second.”

Matthew didn’t back down meekly and held his ground.

Patrick sighed, scratched his head, and said.

“Give it up. Talking to trash like this is a waste of time from the start. Just beat them up….”

“That’s not it.”

“Then what is it?”

Matthew said to Patrick, who was about to get annoyed.

“Let’s do it together. I can’t stand it either.”

Patrick’s eyes widened as he looked at Matthew.

And….

“I’ll do it too.”

“……”

Isabella stood up from her seat, and April also rose silently.

‘Huh? What’s with these kids?’

While Patrick was flustered, a grinding sound came from Isabella’s mouth.

And then….

“As the top student of the Academy, I command you.”

“No, senior, right now….”

“Mess them up.”

“Yes, ma’am!”

Simultaneously with Isabella’s command, Matthew lunged forward and threw a punch at the face of the knight in the very front.

Pow!

“Gah…. You bastard….”

The knight, who staggered from the blow, glared at Matthew.

But Matthew retorted with an even more menacing aura.

“You’re dead.”

“How dare you…. Gack…. Stop.. Ugh!”

“Say you’re dead.”

Matthew began to beat the opponent one-sidedly, not even giving him a chance to draw his sword.

And Isabella lightly stepped on a table, ran forward, and kicked another knight’s head as if kicking a ball.

Craaack!

“Gah!”

The one who was kicked squarely in the head fell backward, and Isabella began to stomp on the fallen man.

Crunch! Thwack! Thump!

Her kicks were so brutal that the plate mail the knight was wearing was denting.

“St… stop her!”

“Attack!”

The surrounding soldiers tried to attack her.

But….

Cra-cra-cra-cra-crack!

April knocked down those soldiers with fists so fast they were invisible.

The soldiers all fell backward, and April, loosening her hands, slowly approached them.

“Minor country? Minor countrrryyy!”

“Gack…. Aaargh!”

“This bastard calls another’s country a minor country when he’s not even from the Empire or the Holy Theocracy? Die, you bastard!”

Matthew, who had mounted the fallen knight and was pummeling his face with his fists….

“Ugh… wait… wai… guh….”

Isabella, with eyes as cold as ice, silently stomping on her fallen opponent.

“Aaargh!”

“Wait, my arm… my arm….”

“My leg…. My leg is….”

April also stepped up and was crushing the soldiers.

At the sight of her definitively breaking at least one limb of each soldier, the soldiers cowered with fear in their eyes.

And Patrick, watching all of this….

“They’re all grown up. All grown up.”

He placed a hand on his chest, smiled proudly, and wiped away a tear.