ca-book Chapter 602 Scuffles
Chapter 602 Scuffles
Fargo and the others raised their weapons in tension, ready to defend as they heard the soft sound of Aka's head rolling down to the damp soil, leaving a bloody trail in its wake.
When the aborigine's head stopped rolling to the foot of the tree, the rustles of plants sounded around them—soon revealing several figures.
This was Garan, Mao, and a few others, totaling to about 20 people.
As for the rest, they were either guarding the other gate (Sammy) or guiding and protecting the hundreds of slaves from the mine back to Fargo's wall. Now that it was safe to go back, they naturally didn't want to keep them outside.
Anyway, when they received the aether letter, they were already separated into groups with Garan's and Sammy's teams were in-charge of capturing the escapees at different gates.
They were not surprised to know that they had won—they weren't being arrogant or complacent, but they knew the strength of Altera. What surprised them was the following sentence saying that Fargo was going to exit the territory alive with approximately 60 people. They were a little shocked, but they adjusted quickly.
It wasn't difficult to trace their tracks since they were in the area anyway. Of course, Garan and the others watched them struggle with the monster mob first before making any moves.
They watched undetected the whole time because they were using their binoculars and a tool from the Re
While Mao and the others looked at the mercenaries, Fargo also did the same. Seeing Mao and Garan, he had no doubt that these were the people who took down so many of his strongmen even before the war.
Fargo's headache worsened but he kept his cool. How could he have not thought about this?! No wonder that woman let them go so easily—
They had been waiting for this!
Fargo and the rest of them naturally weren't stupid enough to stay. They all sprinted in varying directions but Garan and the others had foreseen this, immediately blocking their way.
The men gasped and gritted their teeth, some bumping into each other as they tried to get far from the attackers.
Fargo looked around at their disorganized state, and looked at the number of the enemies around them. "Calm down!" he yelled, "We're more than they are. If you want to survive, attack!"
These men were all selfish and didn't want to be the vanguard and Fargo knew this well.
"I will use my ability to stab whoever doesn't contribute!" he said, and everyone knew he meant it! "It's better to fight for your life than be killed by me! I assure you!"
Although they weren't certain how it'd be worse, Fargo had shown enough prestige and strength back when he was the lord for the people to follow him in a moment of panic.
The next instant, the men immediately lunged to attack the Alterans. They were superior in numbers, they realized, and hope lit as they thought this fight might not be hopeless. As long as they finished the battle sooner than the others, then they'd have a higher chance of escaping!
Okra immediately targeted Rowan. It was either him or Mao, and he naturally chose the weaker one. However, to his surprise, he was met with a sword wrapped in fire.
"Another elementalist!?" he yelled as he stepped back, barely avoiding a lethal slash of sword.
Rowan had been learning a lot in Altera and he wanted to see how he'd fare with a fellow aborigine a few levels higher than he was.
On the other side, Fargo used his bit of mana to propel his body backward, avoiding a stab.
He took out the crossbow, shooting against the enemy with impressive accuracy. Sadly for him, the men's equipment was good and they had great instincts and, while a lot of them were greatly hurt, nothing lethal hit in the end.
Fargo frowned but continued shooting, targeting the people he knew would get some damage—for instance, the common guards. Unfortunately for him, there were shieldsmen in this party, and with only Fargo having a Class D long-ranged weapon, he wasn't impossible to defend against regardless of how skilled a shot he was.
Still, Mao and the others frowned at the fact that Fargo got a hold of a crossbow in the first place. Jake or Brandon weren't here but they felt offended in their stead!
How dare this bastard use his filthy hands to hold their baby!
Of course, they knew they wouldn't be able to gatekeep the technology (at least they'd be earning royalties in such cases) but it didn't mean they were fine with it landing on the hands of men like Fargo! At least, they wanted to keep it away from him for as long as possible!
Mao met Garan's eyes, and when the captain nodded, Mao immediately lunged forward to grab it, starting a little brawl with the man.
They all knew the captain had beef with this person, but there were stronger aborigines in this party that the captain would have to take care of himself.
Mao sent Fargo a barrage of attacks. With their level differences, Fargo should've been of little match, but the man was sly and easily determined direct fights would not be in his favor—adjusting accoridingly.
For now, Fargo skillfully dodged and avoided the attacks, occasionally hiding behind the other people from his team or in the Alterans'.
There were plenty of times he stabbed a former Fargo guard, and there was a time he almost distracted an Alteran.
Mao's eyes twitched. "Stay still, you damned loach!!