*Zzzzzzzz…*
In a dark room, a young man was sleeping on a luxurious bed. Next to the bed, a maid was sitting at a table adjacent to the bed. Her head was resting on her hands and she did not move. The maid too was asleep.
Early, the next morning-
*Yawn!*
The maid sat up and rubbed her eyes groggily.
"Your Majesty, it's time to wake up… eh? He's not here," The maid called.
"Maybe he's gone out to the palace garden?" She got up and stretched before walking out the door.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The maid stepped into a puddle of dark and rusty blood. She covered her mouth and backed up, suppressing the urge to vomit.
The two guards stationed outside the door were on the floor, dead. They had died from their throats being cut.
As the maid was still in shock, four royal guards swiftly arrived.
"What happened? Who did this?!?" The four guards became enraged.
"I-I don't know! I w-was looking f-for His Majesty b-because he w-wasn't in his room… T-Then I s-stepped o-out and s-saw this!" The maid was still terrified and scared.
"His Majesty is missing?!? This is bad!" The leader of the guards took a horn from his waist and blew it.
*Aawwoooooooooh!*
About half a minute later, a middle-aged man arrived, flanked with 20 soldiers.
"Michael, what happened?" The man asked seriously.
"Old Henry, the king is missing!" The leader of the guards, Michael respectfully said.
Old Henry walked over to the two dead guards and examined their bodies. "Send out a search team!"
The guards quickly left, leaving Old Henry and Michael behind.
"Old Henry, those bodies are cold and rigor mortis has set in…" Michael looked at Old Henry.
"Yes, I know… We have to at least try. Let's hope that the kidnappers are retarded and are still hanging around the crime scene…" Old Henry sighed.
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Many miles away, in a cave-
"Hey, kid! Wake up!" A voice rang out.
"Nghhh…"
"I said wake up!" The voice grew angry.
*Slap!*
A skinny man slapped a young man who was shackled on a chair.
"Ughhhh… Mom… school doesn't start until eight…" The young man, who was still asleep, mumbled.
"Hehe! Look at this baby! Calling for his mommy! … Awww!" A fat man entered the cave.
"Shut up!" The skinny man snapped. "You're supposed to be outside, on the lookout! Not in here!"
"Fine…" The fat man obediently skinked out the cave.
Then, the skinny man turned back to his captive.
"Oh! Good! You're awake!" He exclaimed happily.
His captive said nothing and just blinked like he was confused about what was happening around him. After a couple of seconds, he opened his mouth.
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"What?"
"The?"
"Fuck?"
"Is this?"
Qin had finally finished his homework at about midnight. Then, he fell asleep instantly on his bed, exhausted. He expected to wake up the next day, go to school, take his tests, and the norm.
Then, he wakes up… to this?
What the hell is this?
Chained to a chair?
In a cave?
Two men?
Ugly ones at that?
Taking turns?
The weaker waiting outside, going last?
Once again, powerless and chained to a chair?
What has he done to warrant this great crime?
His poor chrysanthemum…
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"So how do you feel little kid?" The skinny man asked, interrupting Qin's train of thoughts. None of this had happened and was just Qin overreacting.
Qin shuddered. 'Little kid? I'm 16! Just because you like little kids doesn't mean you can pretend that I am one! What a pedophile! Also, trying to warm me up? Trying to get my guard down?'
'Don't think about!' Qin remained silent.
"You must be too shocked," The skinny man said sympathetically.
'No shit!' Qin retorted in his mind.
"Oh dear. Well, you can call me Old Ten," The skinny man said.
'Knowing your name doesn't make me feel any better!'
"Oh, you must be wondering how we kidnapped you! Well, the guards stationed outside your bedroom were only 1 Star Body Tempering. Of course, it was easy to dispose of them…"
'Guards? My mom? She checks in on me at night! Body tempering? How did you know she works out at the gym? Dispose of? You killed my mom? You…' Qin seethed with rage. However, he remained quiet. For all he knew, this could be a trick. After all Old Ten, this asshole, said 'guards' and his dad was dead.
"So… Lance Sthenas… I really didn't want to kidnap you but I had to," Old Ten seemed to be very talkative, running his mouth non-stop.
'Nice try! Didn't want to? Your saliva is dripping out!' Qin was pissed.
'Also, Lance Sthenas? You didn't even do your research before kidnapping me?' A vein bulged at his forehead.
"You should know the king of Cyanwood Kingdom, right? Well, he posted the quest and my leader forced me to take this mission. Honestly, Lance, with your position, you should be strong, at least 4 Star Body Tempering. But, since you've only assumed just this position recently, it's understandable that you are weaker than others," Old Ten explained.
'How the fuck should I know who this Cyanwood King asshole is? What are you... a fucking 'pro' assassin now?' Qin still refused to say anything.
"But no! You had to have no cultivation! No, you had to be an easy target! No, I 'had' to kidnap you!" Old Ten rambled on and on.
'Cultivation? Could this be? I've transmigrated? No way!!!' Qin began to become intrigued, despite his secret vow he had sworn earlier to not speak or associate in any way with this scum.
Then Old Ten spoke, shaking the foundations of Qin's 'new' world.
*Sigh…*
"What a pity, Lance… Think about it! You, the king of Verdant Leaf Kingdom being executed publicly! Ai! Just thinking of your fate makes me sigh in sadness!" Old Ten leaked out some tears, as if he was truly saddened by Qin's fate.