Charles's Heroic Entry

(A/N: The next two or three chapters will be annoying as fuk but I promise if you could endure it. You will see the smart side of MC, I can say the story begins after that)

All the strength was gone by that smack. Now the man spread her legs. His hands proceeded to touch her pussy.

Slam-

Suddenly the man was sent flying, slamming into the wall on the other side of the room.

They were caught off guard by Charles's sudden entrance.

"Argh!" the man who was sent flying, distressed as he held his head.

The others were now on their guard.

Meanwhile, Charles was extremely enraged looking at the scene in front of him. He looked at the little girl and then at the mother laying unconscious on the bed.

All three men felt as if they were being crushed by a mountain. The pressure was so oppressing that the lackeys began shaking.

The boss also felt the oppressing aura, 'There's no doubt, the aura is coming from that child but how is it so powerful?' the boss thought as he looked at Charles in disbelief 'But he is clearly at the Advance Peak Level. How can he exclude this terrifying aura?'

He couldn't believe what he was seeing. This was his territory. He shouldn't be feeling fear. However, he had never seen the human body contort as it did when this child's aura was emitted. It was as if the boy was absorbing all the surrounding air. It felt like the pressure was increasing by the second, making it difficult to breathe.

His senses were screaming at him to get out of here but his legs wouldn't budge.

'Shit, why the hell am I trembling like a baby!?' the boss thought while clenching his fists, He mustered up all of his courage and focused his inner strength on his legs.

Meanwhile, Charles looked at the little girl whose clothes were ripped. 'What would have happened if I was a little?' he could not help but think this, 'Would they have the same thing to her?' he thought glancing at the naked mother.

He could tell what happened to her. How can they be so brutal?

"Tsk."

He gritted his teeth in anger. Veins popped on his head. He took off his jacket and placed it on the traumatised little girl.

From the corner of his eyes, he gazed at the still-standing boss, directly looking into his eyes.

'What is this feeling? It feels like he can see through my soul,' The boss thought to himself looking at Charles's emotionless face.

Charles was using his status skill the boss and his lackeys.

『System Window』

Name: Jamol

Age: 48

Male

Mana: 300/300 (Superior Low level)

Elements: Wind

Strength: 170

Stamina: 160

Agility: 150

Defence: 180

Intelligence: 150

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Ultimate Skill - N/A

Unique Skill - 『Heavy Sword Slash Level 03』『 Betrayal Level 04』

Skills- 『Bigsword SwordArt 02』『Strength Enhancing Level 04』『Wind Magic Basic Level 04』『Command Level 02』

Description - He was a D-rank mercenary for 25 years but was chased out by the guild because he often works with bandits to loot his client and kill them. He has two lackeys who do all the work for him. He also has a connection with the slave trader with whom he often sells slaves.

He also sells drugs to commoners and gives loans. If they don't pay him back, he makes them his slaves and sells them to his Ex-boss

Status- Is alert due to the sudden appearance of an unknown person.

Likes - Ra*ping, bullying, seeing someone beg, money

Dislike - Mercenary guild, royal family, Estio

Favorability - 00 (Stranger)

Thought - I haxv xx xx careful of thxs person

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And the lackeys were on advance middle level

'This man should not be called a human,' Charles thought becoming more enraged as he unsheathed his sword.

The tip of the sword was pointing toward Jamol.

Bash-

Charles jumped towards the boldy man. The place from where he jumped was destroyed by his powerful force.

Clang-

Jamol almost could not react to his attack.

However, his body moved on its own, blocking the incoming sword with his big sword. It was a surprise how he blocked Charles's attack with his Big sword.

But still could not keep up with his skills.

'What the hell is this power?' Jamol thought as his body trembled.

Even though his strength was in the Superior low Level, he was being pushed back by an Advance peak-level brat.

He could not accept this as his pride was hurt. He was losing a fight more to a little brat. How could he accept that?

He tried to get the upper hand in the fight but it was futile.

Clang-Clang-Clang-Clang-Clang

Their swords clashed together, with each move pushing Charles back.

Suddenly Charles took a 360° turn surprisingly Jamol. He didn't waste this opportunity and slashed downwards at Jamol.

You could say that his battle instinct awakened and he somehow stopped his attack.

Jamol felt as if he was hit with a metal plate. 'Is he using a skill?' he thought as he saw Charles's face which was contorted in anger, but his aura was completely the same as when he first appeared.

The sword Jamol was holding was bent a little.

'How can this..."His thoughts were interrupted by Charles's attack.

'So this is the difference between training and experienced,' Charles thought to himself, he was surprised because the man blocked his surprise attack. He didn't even have a detection skill, it was all instinct.

At this point, the lackeys have regained their composure. The skinny one was waiting for an opportunity to catch Charles off-guard.

As soon as he saw the opportunity he launched at Charles with a dagger trying to stab him in the back.

Clack-

The man was stunned seeing Charles block his attack with a small dagger.

He didn't even look behind. It was as if he knew where the man would attack.

A few seconds ago, Charles felt a sudden uneasiness. He didn't know but his body moved on its own blocking the stealth attack.

It was thanks to his 6th sense ability that he could avoid that attack.

But now he was at a disadvantage, he was already having a bad time dealing with Jamol and now the lackey also started attacking.

He knew he would be at a disadvantage if he continued like this. As that, he jumped sideways putting some distance between himself and the hooligans.

It was his first time fighting a life-and-death battle. His heart was pounding crazily.

Huff-Huff

He was out of breath, trying to catch his breath.

He was filled with mixed emotions as he looked at them.

'Why am I so weak?' If someone heard they would curse him. It was not an easy feat to fight with someone on a higher level.

He remembered all the times he was disregarded because he was weak. The humiliation that he suffered, the pain he felt after losing his mother. All the mixed emotions were surging inside his brain.

"Hahaha..." He was laughing like a lunatic.

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Howdy readers,

Let me be clear about one thing. Charles is so angry about the situation because he put himself in it. (you get what I mean. Right?)

If I get a chance I would show it in the Chapter.

Anyways, have a good day/night.