Thief Mage

5

Karina was now pressed tightly against my bare bottom. She seemed to notice my sly grin and suddenly realize something... With a startled cry, she quickly jumped off me, then stood beside me with her head lowered and a blushing face. Although she usually looked like a boy, her blushing face and delicate expression when she was shy were truly adorable, and I admired it in my heart.

The other three wanted to laugh but desperately tried not to show it. Their facial muscles twitched constantly, making the expressions of all three men look strange.

After a while, Karina freed herself from her embarrassment and shouted at the three men who were suppressing their laughter, "What are you three laughing at? Tie him up, gag him, stop him from talking, and then put him in a sack."

The first to recover from her suppressed laughter was Sword Saint Sk. The massive Sword Saint Sk walked over to me and picked up the large cloth bag on the ground. She reached out, took out the items, put them away, and then tossed me in, letting my head pop out from the bag's opening.

Furious and humiliated, Karina didn't forget to come over and give me a couple of vicious kicks. Of course, I didn't forget to hum a few times to soothe her fragile pride. After the ropes were tied, the armored Swordmaster, Sker, effortlessly lifted me up like a dog without even a frown. For a Swordmaster who could split a Tyrannosaurus Rex skull with a single blow, "lifting" me up wasn't a difficult task.

They roughly packed up their belongings and began their journey home...

I hung my head in silence, my mouth gagged, unable to speak. I didn't know what lay ahead, but I was certain I was facing the death penalty...

It was still twelve days from here to the Ottoman Empire. I looked quite dejected on the way. Escape had certainly been considered, and of course I'd tried, but the magical fluctuations caused before I cast the teleportation spell had truly rendered me a fool.

Think about it, these four people's current achievements weren't achieved through sham tactics. Who doesn't have a deep understanding of magic? Not to mention wizards, even sword masters use magic to assist with attacks and defend against various spells. Besides the two aforementioned, assassins also use magic for concealment and to disarm various magical traps. Archers, wielding magic bows, use magic even more frequently.

So, when I was trying to escape using teleportation, four fists landed on my face almost simultaneously.

After turning into a pig's head several times, I finally gave up my futile resistance, but I ultimately struggled fiercely to gain the right to speak.

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The setting sun shone crimson clouds across the sky, and the endless grasslands, lush green grass stretching into the distance, were rippled by the gentle breeze, creating waves of green across the grassland. A straight road stretched toward the setting sun. Four figures appeared on the road, walking toward the sunset. Four long shadows were cast in the afterglow.

I sat in the bag, bored, looking around. They could abuse me, ravage me, but how could they shut me up? Oh my god! It's been a whole day, and I'm utterly suffocated. Karina was beside me, her face flushed in the sunset light. She walked silently, staring ahead. Ske held me up, and I finally couldn't help myself. I squirmed again, my arms and legs hidden by the bag. I looked like a freshly caught black insect. Karina seemed to notice my squirming as she walked. She frowned again, then raised her hands above her head. Bang! A loud bang! A fist slammed against my head. I instantly collapsed, my head drooping.

Alas, I've failed again. I can't remember how many times this has happened. It's suffocating like hell. I must at least fight for my last bit of freedom before I die. So, I suddenly raised my head and, with a righteous air, unleashed the most despicable, obscene Jackson-style thrashing. Karina glared at me furiously. I was startled, and then the darkest moment in human history unfolded.

The cloth had been ripped from my mouth, and it felt so good to breathe deeply with my mouth open. I twitched my swollen face and tried to smile, but a wave of pain stopped me. I continued on my way. Although I'd been beaten up, I was still happy to have the right to speak. Then my mouth couldn't stop talking, and I cleared my throat and said, "Hey, girl, haven't you ever considered taking some responsibility for what happened that day?"

Karina, walking beside me, looked at me quizzically and said coldly, "What's the matter? Do we have to apologize to you after we catch you? Or do you want to make a profit by arresting us? You asked for it yourself, and we haven't even charged you the arrest fee. Besides, being caught by the four of us...

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Hehe! She took the bait, and this girl's tongue is quite sharp! Really interesting.

"You...you...you want to be irresponsible for what happened that day? You're not abandoning me, are you? How could you do this? I might not have the right figure and I'm not particularly handsome, but...but! I'm yours, ah...how am I supposed to live my life from now on?" I sobbed, overcome with grief.

The three men began to stifle their laughter.

Karina looked as if she was about to faint, a faint blush spreading across her face. She had never in her life been so intimate with a naked man, and I was so frivolous that day. She was furious and was about to scold me, a shameless and ignorant thief. Before she could say anything, I added regretfully, "Alas, we're all children of the underworld. Although I know I'm at a disadvantage, my kindness and honesty are my unspoken strengths. A man doesn't dwell on trivial matters. From now on, if you want to hug me, just come. I'm mentally and physically ready for you."

Hehe, actually, she wasn't the only one who was taking advantage of others; I was no exception. This was the revenge of a virgin. The three men nearby couldn't contain their laughter any longer. By this time, Karina was utterly furious. Her rage had completely robbed her of her reason. She drew her dagger and roared, "You thief, the annihilating dagger, the soul-destroying grappling hand..."

The Sword Master, the Mage, and the Archer hurried over and strangled her. Karina's ultimate move couldn't reach me, but she still stretched out her feet, unwilling to give up, trying to kick me...

Though I was fine, the three men couldn't smile. The Archer had a black eye, the Mage had lost a good portion of his beard, and the Sword Master was the worst hit... he had lost a tooth.

Such incidents would happen frequently in the days to come...

Afterwards, when reporters asked the three heroes what they feared most, their answers were the same: not the Tyrannosaurus Rex or a specific person; it was my mouth. Even years later, they still felt a pang of fear at the sight of anything with teeth.