Class 17

"That's what you said - what's that, by the way, marriage?"

"That's right." Ash Rufate replied. After coming to this tribe, he had added a lot of common sense. So he understood that there are few male-female relationships in the Chaos Tribe, such as "marriage". In fact, the relationship between male-female relationships in the Chaos Tribe is very chaotic. Only in unusual situations can both parties form relatively fixed partners. Even so, cheating is a very common thing.

For example, Claire's parents are like this. Although most people think they are a pair (a wizard and a Chaos Warrior are indeed quite matched), Claire himself is not sure whether his bloodline really comes from the one he calls "father".

However, Ashu Rufate is not sure yet whether this is because of the influence of the doctrine of Slaanesh. But at least he knows that there are quite a few children in the tribe who cannot be sure which father is. Such children must be appointed by the leader of the tribe, the wizard Asovin, to be the guide and take care of their responsibilities. Of course, this designation is not aimless, but the accuracy rate will definitely not be particularly high. And this child becomes the child of the designated adult man.

If we look at it from the perspective of the Seven Kingdoms, this is a very chaotic marriage and family relationship, and it is another obvious evidence of lust, chaos and evil among the believers of Chaos.

"If you like someone, you should be with him." Ashu Rufate said.

"But what if I like it, but later I don't like it, what should I do?" Claire asked curiously. "This kind of thing is very common."

"So it is a responsibility. If you like someone, if you swear to be with him all your life, you can't let yourself not like him." Ashu Rufate replied.

"I don't understand what you southerners are thinking about." Claire muttered in a low voice.

As mentioned earlier, Asovin's cautious arrangement is actually meaningless, and the terrifying war gang cannot kill him or her. So this patrol is indeed unnecessary. When they come back, they can clearly ask about the sweet fragrance at the entrance of the camp.

That was a gift from Slaanesia, but now, perhaps the end of the lustful party, perhaps simply because the time has passed, the smell has spread to a large area around, and even the entire camp has been shrouded in.

Claire had already taken off the cloth wrapped around her mouth and nose, and took a strong sip, and two red clouds suddenly rose on her face. She looked sideways at Ash Rufate, who was still thinking, and stomped hard, and walked into the camp.

A tall man came towards him.

The man was wearing very simple underwear at this time, with muscles all over his body, and his eyes still maintained an unspeakable extreme joy. Of course, there was still a little... greed and desire.

Ash Rufate recognized his face. This was the only remaining Divine Selected Warrior in the tribe (the other one has died in the battle), but he didn't remember that this man actually had such a figure. He remembered... This Divine Selected Warrior did not seem to be so strong and tall. If Ash Rufate was not wrong, not to mention anything else, this person's height increased by about half an elbow.

"How about having a private meeting?" said the Chaos God Selection Warrior who had just grown tall. His hand grabbed Claire's hand and a clear smell of alcohol was sprayed out of his mouth. Although Ashu Rufat remembered that there was no alcohol in the tribe. However, since a person could grow half an elbow tall in a short period of time, the issue of alcohol was less concerned.

The meaning of this sentence is very obvious.

"I'm tired and don't want to meet anyone." Claire replied. "Please let it go." She tried her best to be polite. Because the battlefield in front of her is very good today, it is said that he killed more than a dozen enemies alone. Moreover, he had many brilliant achievements before that. Many people said that perhaps he could win the favor of Prince Huanyu with his extraordinary performance today and become a Chaos Champion Warrior.

The changes that occurred in the other party's physical body seemed to add a realistic cloak to this rumor.

"Come on now." The other party refused to let go. "I know you don't like that, so my tent is empty now. I know you have just grown up and have not tried it yet. Dedicate your chastity to me. Prince Huanyu is favoring me, you can see!"

"You should go find someone else," Claire replied. "Let go." Her voice became very rude.

"You are what I want!" said the man. "Come here!" His face was already filled with lust, desire and greed, and became a little twisted. He pulled hard, and Claire couldn't hold back and was pulled twice.

"Wait," two more people came next to him at some point. "She is a warrior, you can't do this..."

"Get out!" The big guy kicked over and kicked the talkative one to the ground. Now Asu Ruffatt saw that these two were also arranged by Asovin to patrol, so they were still calm at the moment. At least they could understand that this action did not comply with the rules of the tribe.

The foot was really heavy. The man who fell to the ground let out a painful moan, and blood foam came out of his mouth. Seeing that his companion was kicked down, the remaining one immediately raised his spear and poked it with the handle.

The two started fighting like this.

The big guy raised his arm to block the attack. His movements were very agile, which was a bit inconsistent with his figure. When the handle of the spear came from top to bottom, he took it with his crossed forearm and took it with his muscles instead of bones. Then he cleverly grabbed the handle of the spear. He grabbed the spear hard, and kicked the opponent's crotch. When the opponent staggered back and finally fell to the ground, he threw the spear aside.

Then, he turned his head and when Claire wanted to pull out his mace (this was the spoil she assigned to today), the God-Selected Warrior quickly took away the weapon and threw it aside with force.

Now, nothing can stop him. The only one is Ashu Rufate. However, although everyone knows that most people from the south are quite powerful (if they are not powerful, they won’t come here), this guy named Ashu Rufate would rather be a chef. This means that he may have great potential (it is said to be a pretty good archer), but potential does not equal strength.

"Follow me." He dragged Claire with one hand and walked up the side, not caring about Ashu Rufate's existence at all.

Ashu Rufate took a step forward. His steps were not big, but he was in front of him.

"You're blocking my way," said the big guy.

"Yes, I think I'm blocking it." Ashu Rufat replied. He looked around and the other two sentries who returned from the patrol (should be returned from the patrol) were already unconscious. The others should still be immersed in the aftermath of the carnival, without even notice of the matter here.

"Go away."

"I don't think I'm going to go away," Ash Rufate replied.

"Okay," the big guy laughed. "Are you planning to save the beauty by heroes? Ha, it's good, you look a little more kind than I thought, the chef. But do you think she is worth your risk? She sleeps in the same tent with you, but never gives it to you."

"No, I'm not for her." Ashu Rufat smiled, although there was no smile in his eyes. "I'm for you."

This answer confused the other party for a moment, "What?" asked the big guy.

"This is good for your upbringing. I think you need a polite class." Ashu Rufate said. "Peace, do you understand? This is also advocated by Prince Huanyu. It seems that you think you can fight very well. Do you want to know how much you can fight?"

"You only need a class!" The big guy cursed. He pushed hard, and the huge force made Claire stagger a few steps and sat down to the side. "Let me teach you."

He rushed up and moved quickly. His fists hit the other party's head like raindrops, his chest and abdomen. But Claire clearly saw that compared to the big guy, Ash Rufate's hand was so fast that it was impossible to see clearly (of course, this might be because of the night). He seemed to be just acting casually, but blocking every strike from the other party.

The big guy retreated and gasped hard. He knew that he underestimated the enemy. No one from the south who came from the south and wanted to join Chaos was easy to deal with. The facts proved this again.

"What's wrong, can we start?" Ashu Rufate shrugged, his breathing still calm.

The big guy roared and rushed over again. This time he was giving his all, not only his fists, but also his legs and feet. In addition, his movements were no longer just a straight line attack, but used more techniques, mixed with some fake moves. Each blow of the fist could even bring a gust of wind.

But all this was useless. Ash Rufate's feet had not even moved much, and he blocked all the opponent's attacks with just his hands. Finally, he made a move to chase the fly, slapped the opponent in the face with a backhand.

The big guy jumped away quickly, and a clear five-finger mark appeared on his face. You can imagine that there was a burning pain on his face.

"You... are amazing!" he said gritting his teeth. He realized that the other party was a master, but he was unwilling to leave like this without gaining anything - except for the slap on his face.

"I'm a little bit old," said Ashu Rufate. "Sorry, if you beat too hard, I apologize."

"Bastard!" This time, the big guy rushed up. He no longer planned to fight with a fist, but planned to have a wrestling and use his larger body to overwhelm the other.

Ashrufate approached him head-on, dodging the hug of his arm at the last moment when the other party hugged him. Then, he took advantage of the situation to grab the big man's arm, overturned his whole body like a sandbag, and threw it towards the side.

With a scream, the big guy's head hit a wooden stake next to it. He struggled to get up, staggering, covering his head with his hands - where he hit him just now.

In a rage, he reached out to grab the mace on the ground - Claire's one. But Ashu Rufate had already rushed up, and his movements were unimaginable.

Then - unable to tell what was going on - the big guy's body flew out again. This time he flew farther, and his position of landing worsened, and he fell into a depression with his head on the ground. He obviously fainted because after landing, he rolled and stopped moving again.
Chapter completed!