I was transported from Lobotomy Corporation to another world.

[Memories: The Old Man]

They attacked our village and trafficked people.

Soon, the slave-hunting members set their sights on our family.

The child's mother died in childbirth, and the child had no relatives, nor did the child have any grandparents.

Only my daughter and I were in the house. After searching around, they found where my daughter was hiding.

"Oh my! There's a female demi-human here too!"

"So, you bastard, you still dare to hide, huh?!" One of the slave hunters picked up a barbed whip and lashed it across the old man.

The old man's arm was slapped and blood gushed out immediately. He rushed forward and tried to fight back.

But he was kicked away by another person.

"This old bastard, he dares to resist! I'll kill him..."

"You're having an attack? Those guys who make medicine still need people to test their poisons! We won't be able to explain ourselves if that happens!"

"Damn it, forget it! You guys shouldn't hit him anymore, or that old bastard will just die in a flash!"

The little girl from his earlier memories had grown into a young woman, and a surge of anger welled up inside him as he looked at his father lying on the ground.

"You beast! Don't hit my dad!" The girl swung her fist, hitting the person next to her.

The man staggered back a step after being hit in the face, and another accomplice immediately restrained him.

"This bitch dares to resist! I've made up my mind! I'm going to have my fun and then sell her to that pervert!"

"Give him a taste of his own medicine!"

To avoid injuring the girl and thus lower the price, they put down their whips and instead struck her repeatedly with their fists.

"Let go of my daughter!" The old man had just gotten up and was about to rush forward to help his daughter.

Suddenly, someone nearby noticed and kicked him.

The old man instinctively closed his eyes, but after two seconds he realized he felt no pain.

He slightly opened his eyes.

"You...who are you?" The old man looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with some confusion.

“My savior… I’m the young man you saved before…” The uncle turned around, and the old man immediately recognized him.

The young man still had the scars from the giant rabbit's bite on his face, which the old man recognized immediately.

The young man has become a middle-aged man, somewhat honest and resolute.

"You bunch of beasts! My wife and son have been taken away by you! Now I'm going to fight you to the death!" The man roared and charged forward.

[A few minutes later...]

"Damn it, ptooey! You slapped the blood off my mouth!"

"This damn demi-human is pretty thick-skinned! Who knows where he came from! Coming here to die! He's incredibly stupid."

"Kill him! This guy dared to resist, there's no point in keeping him alive!"

Tears streamed down the girl's face as she watched helplessly as the blood-soaked man was stabbed in the heart and died. "No!!"

"I'm exhausted! Let's grab his cold noodles and head back to the team!"

In the end, her daughter was still taken away... The young man she had saved before had now died saving her and her daughter.

I don't know where my daughter was sold to, is she still alive? How is she doing? Is she being tortured? I don't know...

Back to the present

The crowd burst into laughter as they watched the old man stagger towards them. One of them picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at him.

The old man neither dodged nor avoided the blow, and was hit on the arm. He then picked up the charred charcoal stick from the ground.

"You bastard, give me back my daughter!!" The old man grabbed his wooden stick and suddenly sped up, running with all his might.

Everyone realized that the shaky walking earlier was all an act, a ploy to catch them off guard.

But this idea is just too foolish.

"Never mind~ Although this old man is interesting, if we don't leave quickly, we'll be discovered..."

After one of the bandits finished speaking, he stepped forward to dodge the old man's stick attack.

He then picked up the short sword at his waist and stabbed the old man in the heart...

The old man paused for a second after being stabbed in the heart, then roared and was stabbed in the arm.

"Damn it, you dare bite me!!" He shoved the old man aside, then picked up his short sword and stabbed the old man in the forehead...

The old man's eyes widened. He hadn't killed a single person in all these years…

He couldn't avenge his daughter; all his fellow villagers were dead, he had nothing left, absolutely nothing...

The old man had no strength left; more accurately, his heart had stopped beating.

Reed, who was lying behind, shifted his body, and then...

[Opening his eyes] Reed slowly opened his eyes, his vision still blurry from the initial opening.

But just then, they saw someone ahead stabbing an old man with a short sword into the ear of a cow on his head.

The old man collapsed right before Reed's eyes...

[Death] The old man lay in a pool of blood, no longer moving...

The moment Red opened his eyes, he saw a dead person in front of him, and he immediately became alert.

Although I just woke up and am so weak that I can't even stand up.

But those people were sharp-eyed; they caught a glimpse of Reed moving slightly.

"Has that little mound moved?!"

"Oh my god, someone's still pretending to be dead! How can someone with bull ears live that long in a group?!"

"No, he has two pairs of wings on his back! I almost didn't see them because they were hidden by the gray!"

"What do we do now?! He has a big knife on the ground! Could this be some important person? Should we..."

"Should we just rob him? Look at all the blood next to him, he's probably seriously injured. Let's finish him off quickly!"

The group decided to kill Red and take all the money on him!

One of them, holding a longsword, walked over, gripped it tightly, and thrust it towards Reid's heart.

"Aren't you the one tickling him?! Go ahead and stab him! Don't tell me you're afraid of killing someone!"

"No way! Is my sword dull? How come it can't pierce this clothing?"

"No way, where did you buy this knife? Is it some kind of junk? It can't even pierce this tattered black fur coat!"

"Impossible, I can't..." The man hadn't finished speaking...

Reed suddenly reached out with his left hand and grabbed the man's arm with astonishing speed, then forcefully yanked him forward.

"Aaaaaah!!" The man was flung three meters away by Reid with one hand.

Upon seeing this, the others immediately became alert and assumed a fighting stance.

As Red gradually regained his mobility, everyone watched as he first used his left hand to prop himself up.

With his other right hand, he picked up the large knife beside him, and then straightened his legs.

As he stood up straight, a series of cracking sounds emanated from his bones, and dried blood still clung to his thin, dark armor.

He picked up the large knife in his right hand and stood up. Everyone could see the various flashy decorations on the 1.8-meter-tall Reid.

Her eyes were bandaged, she wore a somewhat frightening mask, a light pink flower on her chest, and gloves on her hands.

There are some round, yellow objects on its head...

"Damn! This guy is definitely not simple! Should we just run away and pretend we're passing by?"

"Are you fucking stupid?! We've already gotten into this line of work! And you just stabbed him with your sword! What if he has the ability to track us down?"

"Then...we..."

"Look at him, he's still badly injured! So what if he's strong?! He'd probably be dead if each of us attacked him once!"

"Strike while the iron is hot! Take his life! Charge!"