“I think they are dressed like this so that people will underestimate them.” Meomi could somehow feel the danger the Battle Maid Minotaurs emitted via her innate cat senses. “I do not think the dresses make them weak. In fact, I think the dresses make them even more dangerous…” Gold commented as he noticed some male minotaurs, those big bulky muscular bull humanoids that were capable of crushing a car with their bare hands, were also wearing french maid outfits with frills.
“You have a problem with our costumes?!” One of the Battle Maid Minotaurs shouted at them. This particular minotaur was a male yet he was wearing a blue coloured bob hair wig while carrying a spiked chain ball as his weapon. He stepped forward and flexed his muscles, causing the maid sleeves to rip apart due to the sheer size of the bulging muscles. “Name’s Mer.”
“Yem.” Another Battle Maid Minotaur proceeded to announce his name as he carried a 2-metre long barrel rifle that Jin had not seen before. However, the way Yem was holding his rifle showed that he had no intention to use it as a long range weapon but rather as a blunt weapon.
“Sebastia.” This time round Jin noticed that the minotaur that had spoken was a female and unlike the brutish features minotaurs usually had, the female minotaurs featured more human-like characteristics than their male counterparts. To an extent, Jin could even categorise the minotaur as a refined female human wearing fake bull horns. But Jin knew he could not underestimate this female minotaur that wore a butler tuxedo and held her arms behind her back.
“So the males are wearing maid uniforms while the females are wearing the butler ones… The lord of the fortress must have some screwed up fetishes.” Jin thought to himself as he noticed the other maid costumed minotaurs were kneeling in front of the three named minotaurs. It appeared that these three were the leaders of this group of minotaurs.
“We are the ultimate servants of the fortress and we will not allow you to pass through and tarnish the cleanliness of our Lord’s abode!” Mer shouted out as he threw his chain ball at Meomi.
Meomi smiled as she used her whip to deflect the incoming chain ball strike and Jin was surprised that she was actually powerful enough to do so. “Didn’t you say “No mercy”? This is better since I do not have to hold back as I did in the dungeons!” Meomi licked her lips while Gold laughed heartily. “Don’t lie, you never hold back! You just don’t have the humility to admit that some of Boss Jin’s customers can defeat you!”
Gold, who was previously scared of Meomi, had become friendlier and more daring in his conversations after they had been captured by Jin. Even Meomi had mellowed down her egoistic attitude in front of the other werebeasts and treated them nicer than she had back in the Farming World. She had a simple… maybe an even primal reason. She was being fed constantly with decent food, had a solid roof above her head and did not need to fear being attacked so she figured she didn’t need to be so harsh on her comrades.
Gold moved to attack the rifle wielding minotaur while the vice leaders of the werebeasts pressed forth to fight against Sebastia. Even Nyanmi, who was always by Meomi’s side, decided to help out against the female butler all for one reason. The werebeasts never participated in a fair fight because war was a dirty business. The three of them had, therefore, felt that ganging up would probably be logical since the one without weapons was usually the most dangerous.
Separately, Grey, who was the tactician of the group, continued to do his job as he commanded the twenty to thirty werebeasts to fight against the opposition’s platoon of Battle Maid Minotaurs. “Master Jin! Continue onwards! Conserve your strength! We will handle the situation here!” Grey shouted as he asked one of the werejackals to follow Jin in the unlikely event of any unexpected ambushes.
“Grey, I will leave him with you instead. You need the manpower more and besides, I have plenty more in here.” Jin pointed at his phone as he rushed across the inner courtyard and entered the fortress.
“Now that Master is not here, we can fight without worries.” Gold shouted as he turned and let out a deafening howl, which encouraged the others to fight with all their might.
“That howl will be your last!” Yem shouted as he rushed forward. It was at that moment that Gold realised something. The long rifle was actually a scabbard for a longsword. Gold was not able to evade the first strike but the black armour skin of the jackal that he had cast on himself when he was rushing at his opponent managed to soften the blow, meaning that the strike only caused a flesh wound.
“I will pay that back by at least double.” Gold grinned as he plunged his left claws into the Battle Maid Minotaur as Yem struck him on his torso with a side-slash. Yem bore through the pain but it did make him flinch a little, which gave Gold that precious split-second opportunity to gift his friendly neighbourhood minotaur a sucker punch delivered right into his face. Yem noticed that his vision on his left eye had become blurry due to all the blood, but his right eye identified that this punch was anything BUT ordinary. He remembered that there had been black claws protruding from Gold’s knuckles but now they had disappeared.
“Looking for these bad boys?” Gold released his left claws by scratching Yem’s tough leather skin, making another wave of claws that ran through Yem’s skin, causing it to finally tear and bleed. It was at this instant that Yem noticed Gold really had long black metallic claws growing from his knuckles and that he could retract them anytime he liked.
However, Gold was bluffing Yem. Those claws that grew from his knuckles? They could only come out briefly since they devoured a large quantity of his werebeast powers to make the claws razor-sharp and impervious against the toughest materials. Not to mention, it hurt a lot each time Gold made the claws grow out of his knuckles, meaning he could barely maintain it for longer than eight seconds.
However, all of these were the setbacks of a low level equipment card that Jin had equipped on the big boss of the werejackals. Even Gold had agreed and acknowledged that the versatility and possibilities of this weapon far outweighed the potential risks and the bodily harm it caused him. Yun had said that a higher level of that same equipment card would cause fewer side effects when using it. Either that or Jin had to increase his cultivation grade so that the monsters would also grow stronger, easing their side effects when handling the equipment.
However, instead of Gold laughing, Yem tore a part of his maid dress and tied it around his head to cover both of his eyes. “Come!” Yem shouted at Gold as his body sank into a battle stance.
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