"Woman you stay here and let our boss do his job" She immediately froze in place, knowing well what will happen if she didn't listen. Ethan and Licia went down the table and Licia was already trembling from fright. Ethan always being protective with her, hugged her tight to console her. The Marshall who had am evil grin on his face like a devil looking at an inferior creature, squat closed to Steven, pulled his head up by the hair and looked at his directly in the eye.
"Do not make this harder than it is already. I am already pissed to be in the presence of the scum that you villagers, don't piss me further dear...Steven, call I call you that? I guess I can. I just want a simple thing, Pay your taxes and I will leave with my men. Or we could still do things the hard way"
Steven had no choice but to agree for the safety of his wife and children "I will pay the taxe but please don't hurt my wife and children"
Understanding the situation they were in, there was no need for Steven to be resilient and stubborn, it would only take and ugly turn. Marshall Jones smiled "You are smart Steven, you understand quite fast. Now go get the money, you've already wasted much of my precious time. I have to leave this stinking village"
Steven walked to his bedroom and after some seconds, he came back bringing along with him a wooden regular chest placing it on the table in the living room.
Marshall Jones walked to him, patted his jaw with a smile on his face. He finally had what he came for. Opening the chest, it contained silver coins, it wasn't that much but it was worth the trouble thought Marshall Jones. He then handed the chest to one of his men
"You see Steven, fast and non-problematic. Everything went smoothly, no one injured. Your wife and children are fine" Marshall Jones explained, with that evil grin still pasted on his face
"You had what you wanted, now you can leave the premises" Steven said not wanting to hear him blurt out anything further, he was just pissing him off every second he stayed in his house after having what he wanted.
"Don't be too repulsive Steven, Chill out, we will leave but I still have something to do"
Marshall Jones turned his gaze towards Steven's wife. What a Beautiful creature, Silver hairs that waterfall down to her waist, with elfic green eyes, emitting an aura of charm and beauty with a body shaped as if calved from Jade. Marshall Jones walked towards her with lustful eyes. His men which were once surrounding her left space for him to pass. He started touching her on inappropriate parts of her body
Steven was boiling with rage right now, all he thought about was killing this man right now with his bare hands "I don't know why a scumbag like you have to enjoy such a beauty. Let me have a taste of this delicacy. I hope your not against it Steven?"
Hearing those words from Marshall Jones mouth, Steven's rage reached greater heights, in no time he wouldn't be able to control himself again. His wife was panting heavily, her chest was heaving up and down, sweat running down her skin, her heart beating faster and the moment. She was scared, she knew what Marshall Jones was talking right now and she wasn't ready to endure such
"Margaret...don't worry, I will fix everything. You just need to trust me, I won't let anything happen to you as long as I'm here"
"I will kill you if you touch her inappropriately again, you will suffer my wrath and rage, I assure you" Steven said, in an authoritative and warning voice, full of rage and anger.
"Oooo...am so afraid, I need my mommy. Hahahaha...Steven, you think you have the Level? We already outnumber you, I will do anything I want and you won't reteriorate. I will make sure you observe the scene from the beginning to the end"
Marshall Jones wasn't impressed and didn't even flinch to any of Steven's warning. He was confident of his abilities and strength, also they were six against him. So he proceeded and touched Margaret in inappropriate places, but this one place that he touched changed everything(Use your dirty mind and think about that place, I wouldn't mention it). Not caring what the consequences will be, Steven charged forward to Marshall Jones and took him to the floor.
The Marshall was taken by surprise since he was occupied in his affair. Sitting on his waist, Steven clenched his fist as tight as he could, and it was raining punches on Marshall Jones' face. He didn't expect the man to have such amount of strength and great striking speed. One of his men reacted before it was too late, as he retrieved his sword from it's sheath and slashed Steven on the back, creating a deep cut, blood oozing immediately, falling to the floor.
"Nooooooo" Margaret shouted.
Ethan who was watching all the scene felt as if his heart stopped at that moment. Looking his father dropping to the floor, blood oozing from his back. They all thought he was done for but he stood up, like a wounded lion who was vengeful and bloodthirsty, ready to strike it's enemy and finish it off in one last move.
"Hahahahaha...ooooooo...damn you got some strength there Steven." Marshall Jones laughed at how pathetic he was to think Steven was a weakling
"You dare raise you hand on a Marshall of the Great Kingdom's Army... do you know what it means?... It means you have betrayed the crown. I hereby accused you of conspiracy and betrayal to the crown, and I sentence you and your little family to death"
Hearing this, Margaret's heart seemed to stop. Asking herself what they have done to merit this. Was it a crime to be poor? Was it a crime to not be a noble? Was it a crime to be weak? Why would the strong always mistreat the weak? Why is life unfair to the weak? She just froze there, nothing to say.
Marshall Jones charged on to Steven and took him down just as he did to him, clenching his fists, punches rain on Steven's face. Sound of Metal could be heard clanking on his skull and facial bones. Ethan who was watching the scene, stood and charged towards the Marshall with a knife
"Leave my daddy alone" only to receive a punch on the face that sent him flying to the wall, spitting a mouthful of blood. Marshall Jones stopped the assault of punches, smiling evily at his work of art, the floor painted in red, a color he liked so much.
"Take him up, let him watch as I have fun with his beloved wife" He ordered and three of his men held Steven in a kneeling position so he wouldn't fall.
The Marshall's lustful eyes fell on Margaret, his evil grin enlarged, his lips curling up from ear to ear, walking towards her. The poor woman, took step back but she was held up by two of his men. She knew what he was going to do and she started crying out
"No please don't do this. I beg your mercy, don't do this to me, not infront of my kids and husband"
Careless of her cries, he held her clothes and tore them into pieces, exposing all her nakedness to all the individuals present in the room. He dragged her to a nearby table as he slammed her to the table. Steven tried all way to free himself
"Nooooo...don't do that, not my wife, I beg of your mercy. I will do anything you want"
As if nobody was talking to him, he smiled as a paranoia with and ugly grin on his face, smelling the hairs of Margaret. She tried all means to free herself, but the man standing behind her was no match for her. With a last smile as if provoking Steven, Marshall Jones started doing his stuffs, enjoying himself to the fullest(Use your dirty mind to imagine this scene, I ain't explaining anything)
Not only did it crush Steven immediately but his rage was at its peak. What could he do, nothing. He watched all the scene, bleeding from the back, he would soon die. Waking up to the cries of his mother, Ethan felt rage, anger boiling in him, picking his knife again, he charged to the man raping his mother
"Leave my mother alone" Just to be kicked again, flying to the wall and forming a dent, he spat a mouthful of blood. Pissed by this brat's resilience, the two idle men were ordered to beat him up. Licia on the other froze under the dining table, crying as the massacre was going on.
After a long while, Marshall Jones was done with his delacacy enjoyment, he flinged, Margaret's tired body to the ground, lips curled up from ear to ear, a grin of satisfaction seen on his face
"That was quite a dish, I really enjoyed myself"
Marshall Jones walked to were Steven was held, he was already pale from the amount of blood he lost. His fate was death. Just a few minutes and he will be done for.