"Shut up and duel me, you fat bastard!"
My eyes went sharp in an uncanny anger.
I don't why but whenever I heard those last words, my mind would quickly draw to conclusion and I adhere to violence. Me calling myself those words are completely different and someone else calling me that is DIFFERENT.
I walk steadily to him as I looked down at the 5.2-foot guy and say heavily, "You should watch your tone, you don't want your mama to piggyback you back to your home because sonny can't walk anymore now do you."
I was intimidating, especially with my fat body and tall figure at 6, mostly anyone seeing someone so heavy would draw back their words or quiet down, but this kid didn't.
It seemed that he was in his own adrenaline that kept him from backing down, "Make me fatty."
He said those words and they angered me deeply being confronted . But there was something about his eyes… those eyes looked at me with deep hatred.
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I looked back at Amelia who was looking at the scene with fear and then at the guy who was looking at me with hatred and a thought came to mind as I smiled.
I walk back to Amelia and take her by the shoulders and as I expected, the kid exploded in anger.
"FUCKING GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF HER!"
"Oh?" I show him a smug smile, "And who are you to her to tell me that?"
"I… I... I am…" He stopped, not knowing how to answer that.
I turn to look at Amelia, who was angry at what I was doing but didn't stop it.
"Amelia, tell me, do you know this guy?"
"Is he someone close to you… maybe your relative?"
"Oh!" I give an understanding look, "So he's your boyfriend then?"
"Of course not." She said bluntly and she didn't understand it then but it came out hurtful to the kid.
"Okay so you're not her friend nor family and you definitely are not her boyfriend so who are you then?"
He's face seethed with anger and he inhaled short, quick breathes, "Who I am doesn't matter, just get your hands off her."
"Alrighty then," I move away from Amelia and show my hands, "Now it's all good, right?"
"Fuck no, it's not good." He went confused for a second at my actions before knowing that I was making fun of him, "I demanded a duel from you."
"And why would I duel you?"
"Scared are you." He smiled like a hungry beast, "Fearing that I will cut your fat ugly dick off."
Hmm… that came out specific, seems like he saw us.
"Scared? No not at all, why would I be scared of an ant? What I am saying is, why would I fight you if it doesn't have any value to me."
"Now if there was something to it then I Might. Just. Accept."
"Speak, what do you want?" He asked, understanding that I won't honor this duel without anything in it.
"A bet. If you win then…" I went confused again, "What is it you said to me before?"
"You will let miss Amelia go and never," He said angrily, "NEVER, do anything to her and also… also you will apologize."
"Hmm," I thought for a moment before nodding, "Okay, not like its gonna happen buuut, If I win then…"
"Then I whatever I do we do amongst ourselves won't be nothing for you to meddle and you will," I turned serious again, "leave the Religias Army."
"I accept!" He said without hesitation.
I smiled… this is going to be good.
A while later, inside my tent.
Amelia was screaming in my ear about the duel. I sighed and stopped unbuttoning my shirt.
"Okay, one question at a time please."
"WHY. DID. YOU. DO. THAT?"
"What? Accept his duel or cum inside your mout-" She quickly closed my mouth with her hand.
"Don't say that, someone could hear us."
I swap her hand away, "Someone already did, tell me… what was the guy's name again?"
"It's Jacob, Jacob Glass."
That guy wasn't any unknown mob, but a significantly unimportant mob.
Jacob Glass was a mob class character in the novel. I don't know about him, except for the fact that he is the lover of Amelia.
I mean future lover. If I'm right then, at this timeline, he should have just joined the Religias family as a foot soldier. Then as a foot soldier, he does many jobs. While doing one of those jobs, he gets a glance of Samantha but the one that impacted him the most was the person next to her.
From there on, like a puppy he followed her around and tried to flirt like a beta mc before finally towards the end of the novel, he gets to be with her.
The smile on my face that strung up, quickly went away as Samantha and Anna came in.
"What am I hearing? My men outside are saying that a duel will happen between you and… some guy." Samantha asked, "Is that correct?"
"Yeah," I said while continuing my new style of dressing, "Apparently my father had done something to him that I know nothing about and now that guy blames me and wants to duel me for it."
"Hmm… I get that, but why must he duel you?"
"I don't know, maybe he was shamed somehow."
I said and start to walk out as she realized, "Why are you going like that?"
Soldiers were surrounding a small patch of land and mumbling about something.
"Why is he like that?"
"Who knows… maybe he thought that all those fat will save him from being penetrated by a sword?"
"Are you crazy, no one would be stupid enough to do something like that in a duel?"
On that patch of land, Me and Jacob were standing opposite to each other. Jacob had a strange look on him as he asked, "Why aren't you wearing anything?"