The Lust Lord Librarian-Chapter 54: Alexandrus vs Desertsword
"Looking for me? Are you crazy, kid?"
Musa Desertsword pointed his sword at the other figures he had in chains.
Most of them were women, and young children. Adal was the only man.
"Don’t you get it? You are my slave, boy. My property. Although I would have preferred you to be a woman... Eh, I’m sure I can still sell you for a reasonable price to the boys in the Savage Lands."
When the slaves heard the words, they recoiled in fear.
The Savage Lands were a zone in the Red Sands where even the king’s army would not set foot. Laws did not exist there. It was a place of pure evil, filled with gangs and mercenaries.
Adal pushed himself to his feet. After being dragged by the chains, he had dropped his weapon onto the sands, out of reach.
He then took a closer look at his surroundings. It was a red desert as far as he could see.
He eyed up Musa Desertsword. The man was skinny and gaunt, with black greasy hair, and an ugly face. The blade of his sabre glowed with a faint blue magic, which Adal swiftly noted.
"It’s not worth it." One of the women suddenly whispered to him, sensing the intention in his eyes. "Musa is an awakened one who has killed many men. If you fight, your death will only traumatise the children."
Adal studied the woman.
Her smooth dark skin was covered in sweat and sand. Torn clothes clung to her full, heavy breasts and wide hips which hardly matched her tall, skinny body. She had long pointed ears, black hair that had been damaged by the sun and turned brown, and golden eyes.
Adal used his skills to figure out her name and sexual history. She had only been with one man, King Calithor.
Musa noticed the look on Adal’s face and smirked.
"Recognise her, don’t you? She’s the queen of the fucking realm. Imagine what price she will sell for. I mean look at the size of those tits!"
Musa Desertsword sheathed his sword and used his dirty hand to suddenly grope at the woman’s breast. She let out a cry, as her rags were torn, revealing her bronze-skinned breasts, and faint brown nipples.
"Fucking hell. These nipples. Man, I should just fuck you right—"
The man’s words were cut off, as a sudden gust of powerful wind sent the man tumbling onto his back, falling flat on the sand.
The wind caught the Queen too, sending her tumbling off to the sidelines, but she was left in a much safer state than her captor. She swiftly covered her exposed breasts as she sat on the sand.
CRUSH!
Using his skill "Mana Empowerment", " which allowed him to convert his mana into physical strength, Adal gripped two hands on the block of stone around his neck and crushed it.
His hands ached and bled from the act, but he did not care. He was free.
He scrambled for his fallen dagger at the same time that Musa rolled to his feet and picked up his sabre.
The man had dropped the chains that connected him to the slaves, but he did not care. He knew they would not try to escape. Only he knew how to traverse the sand without waking the Duneworms.
Musa took on a crouched position and stared down the tall blonde human in front of him.
"A fucking awakened. I thought you humans were too weak to use magic. Eh, doesn’t matter. This sabre will rip through you all the same!"
Musa charged, and Adal backstepped out of range, dodging a strike.
The last thing he wanted was a close-up engagement with the man.
He was a mage after all, not a warrior.
Using another mana blast, he sent the man stumbling backwards. However, Musa swiftly used magic to turn his shoes into stone, keeping him in place so that he would not fall over.
The man smirked.
"Never seen stone appear out of nowhere, have you? Welcome to the powers of the Uniquely Awakened!"
One of the child slaves started crying, but was soon comforted by the queen, who wrapped her arms around her like a mother.
Adal took in a deep breath, and let it out, focusing.
"Musa, you are an evil man, but that’s fine. I will make you answer for your wrongdoings."
"Pfft, don’t be foolish! You don’t want to kill me for the sake of being good. You want to kill me so that you can claim the bounty placed on me by the King, just like everybody else!"
The man charged, once again swinging his sword like a madman.
As he approached, Adal couldn’t help but notice something.
Musa fought awfully one-dimensionally, especially for one with a god providing them with strength.
The man only used a few stone skills as he attacked. He would cover his forearms in rocks to create a shield, and turn his feet to stone to keep himself balanced on the ground.
Still, he was clumsy and slow. Even for Adal, a man who was hardly trained, he had no trouble dodging the man’s strikes.
How did this man manage to capture the queen?
Then eventually, he was hit. The strike slashed across his face, deep enough to claim his eye and render him blind.
The children gasped, expecting their saviour to fall to the sands and die, but instead.
"GAH!"
Musa let out a cry, as the damage was converted back to him, using a skill borrowed from Pryce May, Penelope’s Brother.
Blood suddenly squirted from the man’s face, forcing him to drop his weapon and reach up and clutch at the wound.
That moment was all Adal needed to finish the job.
In one swift movement, he dashed forward and thrust his dagger into the man’s neck.
The queen shielded the children’s eyes, as blood squirted from the wound like a fountain once the dagger was removed.
Musa Desertsword’s body fell to the ground, and at the same time, the stones around the slaves’ necks crumbled away.
Adal looked down at his dagger, which was drenched in blood, and then sheathed it back around his waist.
He looked down at the body of Musa, who bled out into the red sands.
Then, he sighed again, as he came to a sudden realisation.
That’s the first time I have killed a man...
