Tangled By Fate-Chapter 459

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Chapter 459: TYRANNY

When Ovior took them to another place, Veronica was shocked. ๐’‡๐ซโ„ฏ๐‘’๐’˜โ„ฏ๐‘n๐‘œัต๐žl.c๐—ผ๐—บ

Some of Duke De la Poleโ€™s henchmen gathered in the village. They started asking for taxes.

โ€œWhere the heck is tax? Do you think we have enough time to stay here? This place is such a dirty place. I want to puke. Hurry up and get me the money.โ€

One of the henchmen ordered the villagers.

The villagers gathered but they didnโ€™t dare to make a sound. They kept their heads low.

The village head came forward. He was an old man around eighty years old.

He stood in front of the henchmen and said, โ€œThe news was sudden. We didnโ€™t have enough time to prepare. Please give us more time.โ€

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โ€œThat wonโ€™t do. Do you think our Duke has time for your bullshit? You have to pay back right now or you must be punished.โ€

The henchman didnโ€™t take โ€˜noโ€™ for an answer.

โ€œPlease, we have our families to feed.โ€

The old man wasnโ€™t someone who would beg but he tried to be as humble as possible.

โ€œIf you canโ€™t pay money, you better pay with your life.โ€

As soon as the henchman said that, he kicked the village headโ€™s chest.

The old man was tough but not strong enough to take a burly manโ€™s kick.

He was thrown away. The kick was too much for his old body. He couldnโ€™t take it. He coughed blood.

โ€œElder!โ€

The villagers screamed in terror.

One of them came forward to help him but he was kicked away and then with a single stroke, his back was sliced open.

โ€œAhh!โ€

The man shouted in agony but his scream was drowned by the screams of the villagers.

Veronica shuddered as she witnessed the scene.

The manโ€™s wife rushed forward and embraced her husband who was covered in blood.

โ€œHoney! Honey! Please talk to me!โ€ she wailed and called for him.

The man was coughing blood. He couldnโ€™t talk. His dimmed eyes stared at his wife. Tears rolled down his left eye.

While the villagersโ€™ hearts broke seeing the newly wedded couple in misery, the henchmen seemed to enjoy the show.

โ€œHey, look at the woman. She is quite a beauty. Shall we have some fun with her?โ€ one of them asked his fellows.

โ€œWhy not? Letโ€™s have some fun while we are working. The Duke didnโ€™t say we canโ€™t have fun,โ€ one of them approved.

The henchman who sliced the womanโ€™s husband stepped forward and grabbed the womanโ€™s arm.

โ€œBeauty, why bother with a dead man? Play with us!โ€ he said with a grin.

The woman noticed that he felt no remorse for killing her husband. She glared at him with hatred and spat on his face.

The henchmen laughed hard watching the scene.

โ€œIsnโ€™t she a feisty girl?โ€

โ€œI love feisty girls.โ€

The henchman who grabbed the womanโ€™s arm couldnโ€™t laugh like his fellows.

โ€œI like feisty girls too but donโ€™t like them spitting on my face,โ€ saying that he wiped his face and slapped the woman hard.

Then, he said, โ€œThatโ€™s what you get spitting on my face. Now Iโ€™ll show you what you get by messing with me.โ€

After that, he tore the womanโ€™s dress. The woman shouted and called for help but no one dared to step forward

The henchman was trying to spread her legs when he suddenly felt a gust of wind passing his back.

Before he could react, his two arms were sliced off.

The blood sprayed on the woman.

The sudden turn of events stunned the woman. She stopped moving. She didnโ€™t dare to make a sound.

Instead, the man who was trying to rape her cried out in pain.

He forgot about the woman and stood up hastily.

โ€œAhh! My hands!!!โ€ he cried pitifully.

His fellow henchmen were astounded by this incident.

They were looking at the woman who was about to be raped. They didnโ€™t notice the attackers.

โ€œWho? Who did this?โ€

The henchmen looked around cautiously.

โ€œAre you looking for me?โ€

A cold voice asked, sending chills down their spines.

They instantly turned around and saw a skinny woman with a bloody sword. She had fair skin. Her red hair was like fire. Her emerald green eyes were like jewels.

Veronica coldly stared at them.

โ€œYou have picked up the wrong place to mess up,โ€ she said.

Ovior, Ironin and Sebastian dumbly stared at her. Never in a million years did they think Veronica would bloody her hand.

Not only did she draw her sword but also, she sliced off a manโ€™s hands. She didnโ€™t show an ounce of hesitance.

And then, her emerald eyes, which always showered love and kindness, looked at the henchmen void of emotion.

It was like she was ready to kill them all.

Her movement was swift, light and yet strong.

A normal warrior wouldnโ€™t be a match for her strength.

No matter how long she practiced swordsmanship, her skills werenโ€™t something that could be easily obtained just from training.

And the way she sliced a personโ€™s hand without hesitation, it didnโ€™t look like it was her first time.

Ovior, Sebastian and Ironin held their breath.

While one henchman rolled in the mud with his bloody hands, the other three henchmen stared at Veronica.

If it was another time, they would lust after her body. However, they couldnโ€™t do it right now. Terror and anger filled their hearts.

One of them gritted his teeth. โ€œYou bitch! Do you know who we are? How dare you!โ€

He drew his sword and then rushed forward. โ€œIโ€™ll kill you bitch!โ€

He strike his sword and with a โ€˜clangโ€™ metal sound, his sword was blocked by Veronicaโ€™s sword.

โ€œIf you want money, you should have done that. You shouldnโ€™t have harassed innocent people,โ€ Veronica told him.

The henchman sneered. โ€œSo what will you do if we do whatever we want? What can you do?โ€

Veronica narrowed her eyes.

โ€œI can take your arms and legs and leave the rest to the villagers. What can you do without your arms?โ€