The messenger was late. The magistrate's building was razed to the ground. The Magistrate himself and his army were beaten until they lost consciousness.
They all lay on the ground with swollen faces.
A young bandit, hung suspended by his armpits on a tree, no hair, no eyebrows with a frightened face, his lips trembled. Eyes were widened and he only repeated two words: "forgive, save, forgive, save ...".
The magistrate was lying in a muddy puddle, hairless, with a broken nose and missing teeth. But he lay in silence and did not moan. He lay quietly, like a battered mouse. Before he got thrashed, he clearly saw a letter from the Prime Minister of the Wu Ching Empire, from the upper world! It said that the bearer of this letter can kill, beat up any official, including the emperor himself!
No one has the right to stop him on pain of the destruction of the entire family. The magistrate only dreamed of quicker healing of his wounds, of beating his nephew to the fullest, together with his sister, the mother of this idiot! It's good that the fat man was quick-witted and only beat them without killing anyone.
The fact that the building of the magistrate evaporated in an instant did not make any impression on the Magistrate, since the letter from the upper world completely knocked all the surprise out of him!
He had no pretensions to the fat man! He was grateful to him! Life is still so sweet !!!
He will keep his nephew in a black body from now on to beat all the crap out of him !!!
The secret society was amazed at the consequences of this fat man's indignation and his level of connections, according to the beaten but smiling Magistrate.
Now the representatives of the branch in a small village of the secret society "Shield and Sword" in order not to want to meet with that mysterious fat boy.
He was apparently still the hidden patriarch of their lost relatives from the West! If he could share his knowledge with them, then they could not be afraid of the upper world! Apparently there is still the power of "shield and sword" ?! It was necessary to know for sure about it !!!
Another place is 100 km from a small town. The army of the emperor of the eastern barbarians, the northern barbarians, a huge army of 1 million people were turned back. They ran as if hungry wolves were chasing them. Just seeing the coat of arms in the hand of a small fat man.
A dozen of their bravest warriors were simply carried away into the sky, they disappeared, as if they had never been in this world.
They were kidnapped by a hand, blue, with the muzzle of a dragon, the body of a horse, and the tail of a bull. But before it saluted the fat man !!!
"And this fat man is scary ... but how nice it is to see people running away, beaten people!" "It's so good that he left our forest of monsters."
"Now you don't need to attract his attention and learn how to cook delicious food, collect delicacies, this is the only way we can escape this gourmet maniac"!
"But how cleverly he puts these people in place! A third of the forest is nothing for such a wonderful show!" "So these people to the nail!"
"Oh, he crumpled his cousin's hips too, Ahahahaha! Now, he won't be long on my forest!" "More fun and more fun!" "I'm going to burst out laughing"!
Somewhere in the distant forest, such exclamations were heard, and the servants of the Emperor Mostrov only bobbed their heads. Their emperor hasn't been in such a good mood for a long time, the last thousand years! Somewhere 200 km from the fleeing hordes of barbarians.
A field full of battered monsters, mountain trolls, cave wolves, fire hyenas, goblins and hotgoblins.
No one was killed, but beaten. The head of the monsters of the southern continent of the table bowed his head about the fat one. He apologized over and over again. There was a bruise under his eye. The fat man was impatient, waved his hand, they say, shut up.
- Well, that there are tasty fruits, berries, meat, insects, fish in your lands?
"No I dont know".
Seeing how the fat man's face changes, from joyful to stern, the emperor spoke again: "I don't know, but I'll ask my servants, we will definitely find something tasty that you will like your ladyship"!
He himself did not expect from himself that he would switch to a respectful tone.
- Well, then let's go to you!