I was transported from Lobotomy Corporation to another world.

The guard's arm got caught in the pickaxe, and the pain made him drop the roasted meat he was holding.

The other guards, who had been watching with great interest, were drawn to a scream and their eyes turned to the guard who had been caught.

He immediately panicked and wanted to rush over to help, but before the other guards could get close...

The guard, caught by the pickaxe, was suddenly thrown forward and then got stuck on the edge of a protrusion in the city wall.

The guard was stuck, and the pulling sensation on his arm made him cry out in pain again.

Seeing this, Reed tried a different approach, and sure enough, the guard was pulled out.

His arm was pulled so hard that a chunk of flesh bulged out, and then he fell off the tall city wall.

"Aaaaaah! Damn it! Aaaaaah!!" The guard collapsed to the ground, screaming madly.

What just happened startled everyone present.

Some of the little witches recognized Reid; this adult seemed to be the one who helped them during the monster invasion.

The guards, seeing the man with his arms caught in the trap and his ankles twisted below the city wall, realized that this man was no ordinary person.

To be more precise, they were not to be trifled with. The guards hurriedly tried to grab their weapons, but due to their usual laziness, they hadn't carried any.

Reed approached the guard with the rope in his hand. The guard looked up and shouted to his companion, "Come and save me!"

The guard had barely shouted a few words when Reed stepped on his mouth from in front of him!

That kick knocked out several of his so-called teeth, and his face became severely concave.

The scream that was on the tip of his tongue couldn't be uttered. Reed pressed his hand against the other man's mouth, then gripped the rope with his left hand and pulled hard.

"Waaaaah!!!" With Reed pressing on his foot, the guard could only let out whimpering sounds instead of screams.

Reed gripped the rope, his blood-stained pickaxe dangling on the ground.

Then Reed pulled his foot back from the other person's mouth and stepped directly on the other person's leg!

He reached out a hand, grabbed the guard by the neck, and lifted him up! Holding him right in front of his face, he said, "I've hit you..."

"And then what? So what? A bunch of good-for-nothings can only bully little kids. They're nothing but a lump in front of me." Reed had barely finished speaking when he grabbed the guard's head and slammed it against the nearby city wall!

"Ahhh!! I was wrong! I won't scream anymore! Please let me go, I was wrong ahhhh!! Please, please, please! Ahhhh!"

After banging the guard's head against the wall a few times, and hearing the guard's pleas for mercy, Reed said, "You weren't wrong, you were afraid to die."

"I hate it when people insult me, so die!" Reed grabbed the guard's head and slammed it to the ground, headfirst, a throbbing pain shooting through him.

The guard tried to escape, but his mind was a complete blank; blood was streaming from his head, and his legs wouldn't obey him.

Then Reed lifted his foot without hesitation and stomped hard on the guard's head!

[Sizzle!] [Sound of brains exploding] A disgusting sound reached the ears of everyone present. So-called brains, along with some bones and bits of flesh, were scattered all over the ground.

The guards, exhausted and panting after returning from retrieving their weapons, were stunned when they looked down and saw what was happening.

Some people even turned around and vomited on the spot, and the guards who wanted to mock Reed also shut their mouths.

I thought Reed would at most be dragged away and beaten, or beaten half to death.

In short, he wouldn't kill them outright, but I never expected this madman to actually dare to kill! He even dared to kill the guards of the national city walls!

Reed looked at the tightly locked city gate beside him, and the guards on the city wall next to it, trembling with fear and holding their weapons, could easily have come out and fought him.

Reed glanced at the cowardly guards on the city wall; they were all just talkers, not one of them daring to come out of the city gate and confront him face to face.

Reed took a few steps back, raised his head, and pointed at the guards on the city wall, gripping the rope. "Why aren't you yelling anymore? Don't think I'll come over just because you're cursing me."

"I remember every single one of those who just insulted me."

“So…” Before Reed could finish speaking, he quickly swung the rope in his hand and then accurately hooked a guard!

The guard didn't even have time to react; all he saw was the pickaxe right in front of him.

Taking advantage of this brief moment, he moved slightly to the right, but Reed's thrown pickaxe seemed to have anticipated the guard's movement.

The pickaxe struck the guard's eye socket, shattering his right eye into pieces.

The guard screamed, and the other guards around him scattered in panic. Those who held bows and wanted to fight back had trembling hands and couldn't even draw them.

He was then pulled backward by Reed, and the guard fell headfirst to the ground.

Reed continued, "So I'm going to kill all those people who insulted me, and I mean it..."

Seeing the guard being dragged right in front of him, Reed reached out and grabbed the guard's hair.

With his other hand, he pulled the pickaxe out of the guard's eye socket. The guard seemed to have exhausted himself from yelling, and didn't cry out in pain.

Reed suddenly raised his guards to shield himself, and an arrow shot from the top of the city wall!

The guard in Reed's arms blocked the arrow, and Reed twisted the neck of the still-living guard in his hand.

He then tossed the guards aside, tugged on the rope, and looked at the people on the city wall.

Only a few guards remained on the city wall, their hands trembling as they shot arrows with bows in hand. Reed twisted his neck, revealing a thin twilight on his right hand.

A large sword suddenly appeared in Reed's hand, causing the few guards on the city wall to tremble uncontrollably.

Reid, carrying his large sword, said, "If you shoot another arrow, don't blame me for climbing up here and chopping you all into mincemeat."

As if receiving a command, the guards holding bows immediately threw them to the ground.

Perhaps it was because he had killed two people that the guards noticed the pressure emanating from Reed, as well as the murderous aura and bloodlust that enveloped him.

The guards have determined that this person is definitely not from the Witch's Quarter; this is clearly a powerful outsider.

Even the captain who had been watching from the sidelines didn't dare say anything. Many guards had gathered on the wall, but they were all stunned.

Reed, knife in hand, glared at the guards and yelled, "I...I...I...I'll give you the hell out the food! You have ten damn seconds!"

"10! 6! 5!" Reed suddenly started counting, skipping several numbers.

Chaos erupted at the scene, but thankfully the captain of the guard quickly intervened, shouting, "Damn it, don't panic! There's food over there! Grab it now!"

"Then you'd better throw away the food pile quickly!"

"Captain! There's too much food, and we can't find the bag that should be thrown away!"

"You bastards didn't prepare anything! Just throw any bag away!"

Reed had just counted to one when he saw a large bag of food thrown on the ground. Reed noticed that the bag was only slightly larger than the little witch's size.

This bag could very well contain all the food for the day. Without saying a word, Reed raised his hook and hooked the person distributing the food!

Red's surprise attack on the guards, who were about to hand out food, caught them completely off guard, as Red grabbed them by the back of the head and dragged them down.

The guards on the city wall screamed in fright, some even taking several steps back, too afraid to look down.

"Aaaaaah!! Help!! Aaaaah!! No!!" The guards being dragged away screamed.

The captain mustered his courage and, with trembling steps, glanced down.

The guard who was dragged away was sliced ​​in two by Reed's cleaver, his body gushing blood like a fountain.

Reed noticed the captain looking up at him and pointed, "Who's going to eat this whole bag? You fucking hand it out! If I'm not satisfied, I'll kill you too."

"Don't try to stall for time. I know you've called for reinforcements! Even if they come, they won't be enough for me to kill!"

"There are still three guys alive who were just cursing me, and they've disappeared without a trace, right? Now I'll give you piece of trash one chance."

"If an hour has passed and those three good-for-nothings are still not in front of me, I'll just charge into your city walls and find those three good-for-nothings who insulted me!"

The oppressive aura was so strong that no one present dared to look at the strange man before them! Even though his eyes were covered by bandages...

Yet, there were eyes that gleamed with bloodlust, visible even through the bandages. The captain nodded repeatedly in fright.

Someone actually started picking up bags of food and throwing them down, and the guards nearby didn't even dare to run away.

The guards stood frozen in place, not daring to move, not one of them daring to be the first to run away.

If that madman down there finds out, they could be dead! Nobody dares to gamble, nobody dares to be the first to stick their neck out.

The little witch, hiding behind rocks or pits, watched as Reid lay dead before him and bags of food fell from the city wall.

The more I looked at the fierce-looking weirdo in front of me, the more handsome he seemed, especially since his carefree attitude suddenly turned into a serious one.

Some little witches cautiously approached Reed, just about to pat him on the back to warn him.

Without turning his head, Reed said, "What are you doing behind me?"

The two little witches were startled and quickly bowed their heads in apology, "We're...we're so sorry! We just wanted to thank you."

"Uncle is so handsome! Thank you, Uncle!"

Reed turned around and looked behind him, only to find that many little witches were watching him from behind.

The little witches all came out, and their cries of "Thank you, Uncle!" and "Thank you, Big Brother!" reached Reed's ears.

Children's gratitude isn't expressed in many words or roundabout ways; it's simply the purest form of thanks.

Unbeknownst to Red and those present, Red himself unconsciously let the corners of his mouth turn up slightly.

A smile appeared on his face... but his expression remained stiff, and the smile only lasted for a short while before disappearing.