The World We Do Not Know - 112 She Don't Deserve i

*Thud*

Another hit on Faust’s head! This time he does not understand what had happened, he looks at Garuda who is wearing a cocky smile on his face. But Garuda does a favor for Faust, he takes off his gloves and punches Faust with his bare knuckles.

The Mighty general might have developed a soft spot for Faust. “Wake up! or I will hit you again!” Garuda yells at Faust who is breathing heavily, laying on his back on the ground.

The words immediately lit a spark in the heart of Faust! “Wake up! I want to fight you.” is how the words echoed in the ears of Faust. He immediately got up on his feet.

Every muscle and fiber in his body is twitching as he forces himself to stand up on his wobbling foot.

*Thud* Another hit onto his forehead, the cut keeps hurting him more with every beating he takes.

“A battle to the death! That is the only thing that can help you ascend this human body! ” Hades sputters under his breath, relishing the bloody mess in front of him.

Faust shoves the tired body up on his feet again, blurry vision and died blood caked all over his face, his almost wasted body is leaning to one side completely, while he is staggering on the verge of fainting, he tries to calculate for an opening to get a chance to teleport near Garuda to land a lethal attack.

To his surprise, before Faust could make a move, Garuda disappeared and appeared right in front of him.

“Dammit! I’m slow again!” Faust can determine that Garuda is in front of him ready to throw his punches onto his already wounded head.

Yet, Faust’ body did not respond as he wants and another hit directed on his head, but this time Faust blocked the punch with both of his hands on his forehead, palms facing out. He escaped a smirk for being able to obstruct the punch.

Faust’ stupidity is annoying Garuda more rather than amusing him. He grits his teeth in anger. “Why don’t you just stay down?” Garuda lands another hit on the palms of Faust. Where now, the punch is swift and heavy, Faust, rather than being able to block the punch, he hit himself back due to the force of the impact.

His knuckles struck back on his cut, splattering out blood and the numbness suddenly turned into a sharp pain. The cut is opened more and Garuda is only targeting his wound over and over.

He is showing no kind of mercy to Faust,  landing thunder-like punches, his arms are rṣesembling pistons that are pounding on Faust and all Faust is doing is blocking them with his hands while being overwhelmed by pain.

His eyes are starting to pour down involuntarily, “Garuda! He is just a soldier class! What is taking you so long? kill him if you need to use all of your strength!” Suddenly a scream is heard from the balcony.

The old minister jumps out of his chair, coming to the edge of the balcony, he places his hands on the railing, leans over and yells at Garuda to end the fight quickly. Also saying how according to nobles, Faust is still being seen as a mere soldier. He became a captain only because of Tsumugi and normally it takes a person at least four years to become a captain class.

“I cannot wait! he he he – I cannot fucking wait!” The face of the mister turns dark, his white hair which is divided in the middle falls onto his face as he smiles creepily.

“I cannot wait to kick that woman out! Imagine the things I’m going to do to her once she is kicked out of the house!” He exclaims in front of eleven nobles and three royals.

“I will make her my slave and she will become my own personal toy, I will make her do everything that she has never even imagined doing in her life.” saliva drools from his stinking mouth as he declares his desires.

“Like we will let that happen you thick head!” Carlos says in an arrogant tone as he lays back on his chair and munching on some snacks.

Faust realizes that he is talking about Tsumugi, he is getting pushed back slowly with each punch from Garuda. Under the raining punches, Faust turns towards Tsumugi.

“Clara?”

Faust is surprised, his arms are loosened, even Garuda is surprised seeing Faust softening his defense.

Clara is the teacher of Faust who took care of him when he is eleven-years-old, she is considerate and kind to him when the whole village despised his existence.

“Faust! Clara is kidnapped by her ex-boyfriend and his hired goons.”

“I will bring her back!”

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“We found her body in the area, she has been dead for three days.”

“No”

“They punched her brutally, even for us guards who are trained to be strong mentally, it’s hard to imagine what she has gone through.”

“They punched her face alone for thirty-three times, raped her, her insides are cut and torn. killed her and raped her body again before finally burning her dead body.”

“Please say it slowly, a kid is living in next door!”

“Come down to the villa later to identify and collect her body.”

“So it happened because she has to live alone outside without any of her family members supporting her.”

“She would have been alive if she is living with her dad!”

“I’m sorry Clara!” Faust weeps while looking towards Tsumugi.

As his eyes clear, he looks at Tsumugi who is concerningly watching him. “She doesn’t deserve any of it.”

“HUH? WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU SAYING! YOU ARE DYING TODAY!” Garuda while shouting his lungs out in rage keeps punching Faust repeatedly.

“Over and over and over and over and over! How many times you wanna hit my wound?” Faust looking down grinds his teeth slowly, he clenches his jaw as his body is vibrating vigorously as his anger is building up, he loses all of his strength and collapses onto the ground lifelessly.