Bab 4: Enter: Ivo
"Assassin! Help! Help! Assassin!~"
Bang! Boom! Pah! Bang!
The system was speechless, watching its host perform a one-person act
Its host not only started singing and screaming like a shrew but also began destroying everything within the room, creating evidence from scratch.
But that wasn't all.
Have you ever seen someone fight themselves while screaming: Assassins! Assassins!?
Well, the system had to admit that it was also its first time seeing such an act.
That is, while screaming and begging for mercy, the system watched this same Wolfram begin to not only punch himself but also roll, throw himself onto the walls, and do so many other shameless acts!
[Host, do you call yourself a man?]
'Man? Who has that gender helped?'
[(-_-)]
"Ah~~~ Assassin! Oh my God! He's my throat! Oh no. Now, he's getting away! Help! Help! The Assassin is getting away!"
Wolfram screamed for the last time before breathing the last thing in his room and taking his position across the floor.
Good.
He felt that those bastards who were trying to kill him should've long fled the scene.
~Cough. Cough.
His coughing was real and not pretense.
[(->_->)]
The system rolled its eyes, throwing more non-existent popcorn in its mouth.
What sort of defective host did it pick up?
Wolfram couldn't be bothered by the system.
His current appearance, coupled with his pale face and his soaked body from his resurrection, only made the scene look even more real.
And sure enough, the Villagers were now wide awake, running towards his hut with torches in their hands.
Some left their wives, others left their parents, while some dropped their night duties, wanting to see the situation here.
The son?
Ivo suddenly froze before leaping past the running crowd like a hungry cheetah.
"The son! The son! The son!"
.
~Swish!
"Boy Ivo, slow down! Your master…"
"The Son!"
Ivo paid no heed to the many people trying to calm him down.
His body felt heavy from guilt, thinking of how the person who was supposed to switch shifts with him had delayed for an additional hour before getting there.
In this village, they only had to look out for themselves if they wanted to survive longer in this cruel world.
And why they had a village system that has worked for them for generations and generations now.
First, the village fighters/hunters were the strongest in Clovis Village.
Thus, they all guarded the village in rotation, typically working in 5 primary shifts; Two teams guarding the village by day, 2 by night team, and the last team would be those who go during the day to hunt and gather meat for the entire village.
Here, everyone had their duties, including the women and children above 5.
From 5, they would start doing menial tasks like fishing, herb gathering, and whatnot.
Of course by 6, fighters begin their training.
Even in a lowly peasant village, structural foundation was vital.
Just last week, Ivo was in the hunting team, going out to gather meat.
And now, he was on the team that guarded the village from early afternoon till when the second moon rises from the east (12 midnight).
That's right.
They had 2 moons a night.
And sometimes, these moons moved very closely in the sky like a pair of eyes touching one another.
.
Bubuum.
Ivo's heart drummed in fear, seeing the disastrous pieces of evidence left by the assassins.
"Give way! Give way! The son! The-... The son…"
Ivo's hands trembled. "Who… Who did this to you?!!"
Strong.
Wolfram looked at the towering Ivo, secretly marveling at his bulging pecs and burly body.
Tsk. This man would definitely make thousands of ladies drool from a single glance.
Inwardly, Wolfram was pleased.
This person was only a few years older than he was and had taken care of him since he could remember.
Ivo was taken in by his father 9 years ago was like a brother to the former Wolfram
However, even with the situation as it was, Ivo never overstepped, over-thought things, or craved what wasn't his.
He was so grateful to Wolfram's father that he made an oath to protect Wolfram and make him the next village chief if something should ever go wrong.
It can be seen that the love and care Wolfram's father gave him was worth more than gold in his eyes.
'This guy won't have some traumatic past, right?'
Wolfram guessed it to be so.
Ivo was never forced to make that oath. He did it all on his own, even after Wolfram's father gave him many options.
His future was his, and he could do what he wanted with it.
But Ivo was still adamant about his decision.
Loyal.
Very quickly, Wolfram began taking note of the strange yet familiar faces around him.
In the tiny room, countless people had squeezed in, with some still popping their heads at the door to get a closer look at things.
Their faces were grim and dark.
"Wolf boy. How did it happen?"
{**The villagers called him Wolf or Wolf boy**}
.
"Tell us, Wolf, what happened?"
Hiss~
Wolfram began pretentiously panting in pain.
"I… I don't really know. Last time I recalled, I went out with the gatherers… Gathering? Yes! I was out gathering. This much I remember. But what I don't recall is how I got home!"
Wolfram's words made many nod, understanding why he was in a confused state.
And very quickly, many tried their best to explain the situation.
"What? You say I've been asleep for that long?"
Everyone nodded
"The Son. It's the truth. I fetched you and brought you back 2 days ago." Ivo added.
"Boy Ivo is right. You should've been attacked by someone or some people. So… did you see your attacker?"
Suddenly, the room felt heavy.
Many wanted to know if there was such a vicious person staying in their village or not.
After all, who knows if next time it could be them?
Wolfram reached for his head as though having another wave of headache: "Ah~... No... No... I didn't see anything. One moment I was on my feet, and another, I was out cold."
"Hmmm."
Several people nodded in understanding.
The majority of them were simple people. Since he didn't see a thing, then it must be so.
Only a few squinted their eyes at Wolfram.
In particular, one of the village elders had never moved his gaze away from Wolfram.
"Well now, Wolf boy. That matter is that matter. What we are truly here for is about tonight's screams!"
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