
Warning: This part is Dark and there is Gore, please skip if it is not strong. Children do not read.
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Nueva was 19 years old when her legs stepped back on the village land she had left for eight and a half years.
Not only did he return as a strong individual, but also as the new mayor of Eden— a position he had only held for half a year. He did not come alone; there was a man in his twenties with him, there was also a woman of a similar age.
“Bring the four men here,” Nueva's orders, and simultaneously the two bodyguards nodded and quickly dispersed into the village.
It was a little late; the villagers were no longer active. Maybe they are also unaware of his arrival, minimizing the possibility they run away—if they can. The punishment from him would be completely unavoidable.
Nueva leaned against the village gatepost and took out a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it with fire which he raised from the left index finger.
The mayor sipped the cigarette elegantly, spitting its smoke into the sky while looking up. The moon shines brightly enough, the sky is completely clear of disturbing clouds. The majority of people will praise the beauty, but Nueva doesn't care. The mayor actually began to be busy wandering in his own mind, his eyes even closed to enjoy the moment.
Nueva's daydream came to a halt a few minutes later when he heard several pairs of approaching footsteps.
The mayor's eyes opened, and immediately he was presented to the scene he had been waiting for.
The four people responsible for his mother's death were already standing with their mouths gagged. Each of them stood behind the pillar of the ground, their two hands were made so that they hugged the pillars upside down.
“Cut off their clothes,” tell Nueva while removing a pair of gloves from the coat pocket. “Make sure not a single thread is on their body.”
Both of Nueva's bodyguards worked quickly. They're professionals. Not one bit they have the intention of knowing why their boss did something that would definitely drop his prestige if it was known to the public.
“Aready, Boss.”
Nueva. “Betra, you stand guard outside the village. Beatrice, your share in the village. And whatever you will see and hear after this, ignore.”
The two twin bodyguards nodded without question, leaving the mayor as instructed.
Nueva took a deep breath, then stepped over to the most marginal woman.
Without opening her mouth, Nueva pulled out a dagger and began cutting off the woman's long hair. He did not say a word, nor did he allow the owner of the hair to say a word. Only an angry growl tried to come out of that gagged mouth. Nueva ignored the growl, but he directly thrust his dagger into the woman's shoulder when the growl was too loud.
The same thing Nueva did to the other two women and the remaining man—ia did not grant forgiveness to anyone among them.
Finished removing the hair, Nueva immediately began the next sentence. The punishment starts with the man. Both of his shoulders he stabbed eight times with a dagger. Then both hands changed into a target of puncture. Once satisfied with the hand, Nueva's focus leads to the most precious thing the man has. That disgusting thing had stained her mother, recalling it made Nueva's eyes darken.
“I will give you the pain that makes you regret having been born a man.”
Nueva raises fire on the left palm, then the blade of the dagger he placed in the middle of the fire until it reddened its color. Then, without mercy, the hot dagger Nueva attached to the man's precious object. And as soon as the man squirms for worms watered with salt, the sound of his loud growling makes the veins of his neck and face stiffen.
Nueva's lips curled. He reheated the dagger, then placed it in another part of the precious object. Nueva just stopped heating the dagger when all the precious parts of the man blistered violently. But that doesn't mean it's finished. Instead, suffering has just begun. This time Nueva started burning the man's precious objects, it was like burning a yam.
The suffering of the man is so great that words are not enough to describe him. Moreover, when Nueva cut the object up to the base and then he put it into the mouth of the man intact— course after removing the gaggle. Nueva did not let the man spit it out; he used a dagger to push the disgusting object into the man's esophagus.
Only then did Nueva move on to another target. Even though they had no manhood, their suffering was no lighter.
The Nueva torture program only stopped after nearly three hours. As soon as he finished, he immediately called out to his two subordinates. Of course not to heal; Nueva changed her mind. He felt it was enough; continuing on would only make him a psychopath.
“Bring them to the cart. Throw them into the anthill at the foot of Enda Hill. Don't go back to Eden before you make sure they die at the hands of the ants.”
Nueva immediately turned around and stepped away after giving the order. Even if he does not turn around or just look back. Nueva only stopped after taking nearly two hundred steps, then turned to look at the village. At that time, the two guards had already left with the two-horse-drawn cart.
“You must also receive punishment,” whispered Nueva while putting the two palms together. “Wind Magic: Rain of Infinity Bullet.”
In an instant, the entire area of the village was showered with countless wind bullets. Everything that exists is shapelessly destroyed. And when the spell effect stops, no more buildings are still standing.
“Fire Magic: Tornado of the End.”
Nueva immediately turned around after using the cover spell. His feet stepped away along with the appearance of a gigantic fire tornado that devoured everything in its place of appearance. And this time, Nueva no longer stopped. He returned to Eden in silence.
With all the villagers dead, Nueva's anger died. He has cleaned the city from dirty hands that touch. The previous ruler had he finished off and his property he confiscated as well as family, relatives, to their supporters. Nueva cleansed the city down to its roots.
Now, Nueva has nothing to desire but to create the ideal place that her mother once dreamed of. He has no purpose other than to realize the dreams of the mother.