By the end of that day, Sam and his group actually finished tilling their land. It is ready for plantation and fertilization.
They are the last ones to start, but they finished it first and they even went on to help other farmers. The surrounding farmers are all kind to them since the start, so they have to repay the favor one way or the other.
At least helping them till the extra land will make them suffer less. So, after dusk they didn’t start planting the seeds as the fertilizer is yet to come. So, they worked on the fields of those families with women to give them a hand.
The farmers are very thankful and even offered some of their bread, which the group rejected directly.
They are just repaying after all. But they didn’t realize that their help would only cause more trouble. At least this time, the major part of the trouble is not for farmers.
"Which piece of shit helped this guy to till the field?"
The brother of the leader, the guy who whipped the farmer for half a day so that he could get his hands on a little girl is yelling at the top of his lungs as he whipped the back of the farmer until there is blood seeping out.
Sam and the group just came to the field and saw this scene.
They felt like kicking this guy in the ass right there and then, but they have to endure. They only have to let that day and the tomorrow pass and they can do whatever they want.
Seeing that no one is answering him, the muscle head got angrier and kept on whipping the man.
The blood sprayed out and he still kept on hitting and said through the gritted teeth.
"They helped you once, so let me see if they will come out to end your suffering."
When Watt was about to explode, Sam tapped him on the shoulders to stop him and stepped forward.
The whipping stopped and the Minatour looked at Sam coldly as he walked towards him in large strides.
"You like poking your nose into other people’s business? What gave you the balls to help him?"
"The fact that I finished my work yesterday?" Sam said as he pointed at his own field.
The minatour looked at the tilled field and understood. The fertilizer was asked to be brought early because six acres were tilled faster than normal. He remembered that and now that he saw this, he understood who Sam is.
His brother even asked him to observe the people who worked on these fields and if they can farm better than the rest, they might even get some special treatment.
But he didn’t want to give up, so he said to the gritted teeth.
"Since you have so much time for helping others, not only will you finish your own work, you will also do the extra work. There is extra land that was too rocky and couldn’t be tilled. You will level that land clear the rocks and till it.
You only have this afternoon to plant the wheat. After that you have to work in that land. I will personally inspect your work."
Sam didn’t even say anything and just went to work. He already brought the seeds and a minatour brought the fertilizer.
Sam took out the bag of seeds and carried the fertilizer basket. The fertilizer looked like mud, but it has a blood smell to it and Sam could even smell the fresh blood and flesh. He has some guesses on what was used to make this, but he doesn’t know if it will work or doesn’t even want to know if it will work.
He just started planting. But even his planting speed amazed the spectators. Sam might not know much about agriculture, but since he knew the task he can think of the fastest way to finish it.
He didn’t even touch the soil once. He used the earth elemental energy and his feet to manipulate the ground to sow the seed, with one hand and throw the fertilizer with other hand. He is fast within a few minutes he finished a row. When he moved to the second, the Minatour with the whip felt humiliated for some reason. Because Sam’s speed is clear proof that he would be able to finish the whole acre by afternoon.
He couldn’t take it anymore and ran after Sam and whipped.
The whip hit him in the back and Sam felt a stinging pain as he halted in his tracks.
"Who said you can stop your work? Move. Continue."
And there began Sam’s irritation.
He was constantly whipped as he sowed the seeds.
After some time, the robe Sam is wearing, got torn and an opening could be seen. His skin was swollen red and small hints of blood seeping out could be seen.
Minatour looked at this but seeing that Sam didn’t even show a single hint of pain either through his voice or expression, he just went on hitting on the same spot.
Sam’s body is still strong even though, he couldn’t use the spiritual energy to his desired level. If this guy is not a Grand realm cultivator and using his spiritual energy to attack and if not for the fact Sam doesn’t want to cause any suspicions and defending with his miniscule spiritual energy, the situation would have been completely different.
Particularly, the last night the villagers noticed some more Nascent stage Minatours entering the village.
They don’t know why they are here, but it is definitely not to side with the humans.
Even Sam saw these minatours roaming around the street this morning, He didn’t want to be noticed too much and wanted to be extra careful. But here he is, taking a beating by a Pedophile minatour.
By the end of plantation, it is already afternoon and Sam lost some blood. His muscle fibers are too tight to be completely torn apart, so even for this blood, the minatour had a hard time damaging him.
But he is so blinded by the ego that he only wanted to cause pain to Sam. But didn’t notice the difference between Sam and other humans.
Sam didn’t show any form of expression of his pain. He just finished the plantation and took a plough and pickaxe and moved to the rocky field.
The Minatour took a break and followed after Sam.
Sam started destroying the stones one by one as he dug them out and threw them out of the field. He didn’t use his earth element to not to make it too obvious.
The minatour joined in whipping right after that, but by dusk, he got even angrier and called all the other minatours to join in with the whips. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ NovᴇlFirᴇ(.)nᴇt
By night, Sam was being beaten by the six minatours and his robe was tattered.
At night, he was given his rations and was sent to his shack.
Sam ate his bread without speaking anything. His group didn’t disturb him. They also knew why Sam is still taking the beating, there are two things if he didn’t do that, the farmer that helped them will die and their cover will be exposed without them prepared enough.
They have at least possess a strength of Nascent to escape this area without any mishaps and they are waiting. Instead of saying some sweet words, everyone is trying their best to recover. Sam poured some heavenly wine on his wounds and they started scabbing.
At this moment, he couldn’t eat any of the food and wine he brought, they have way too much energy and his spiritual core was still in a sealed state.
He would receive some damage if he took that food in.
He has to wait. One more day and this would be over.
The next day, he went to the field, he didn’t go to his own field and left the watering to Chatur. The minatour pedophile didn’t care though, all he cared was breaking Sam’s body once again.
Sam already cleared half of the field the day before now he is clearing the other half of the field.
He just took the whippings. But today, the whips are changed, there are spikes added to the whip which made his skin tear up even more.
While Sam is experiencing the torture, the farmers and the group saw something weird. There is a large number of Minatours moving through the village. They didn’t stay in the village like the Nascent stage Minatours, that are in the village, rather most of the Nascent stage Minatours joined this group and passed by the village. It seems like the invasion of Minatours is not over yet. They are trying their best to take advantage of the situation and moving their troops deeper into the dwarven territory.
By afternoon, Sam’s robe already fell off and his back is completely bleeding. But he still continued with the work.
He leveled one acre of the land and started plowing with the large wooden plow. This plow would only usually be used with livestock. He dragged the plow as he tilled the land and time passed.
By Dusk he is halfway through the tilling and he suddenly halted in his tracks and closed his eyes. A faint smirk appeared on his face. Not just him, the rest of his friends also halted their actions as they closed their eyes.
The Minotaur Pedophile felt that something is wrong as he sensed something from Sam. But he couldn’t put a finger on it. But he knew that something is gravely wrong and is about to happen to him.