Hoodlum in Another World

Reverse Jumping

The Noble who sent those men was called Grabit Shasha. Dumb name if you ask me. He had a bad reputation, so the king and the royal family didn't support or finance his affairs. He was alone, he and his partners in crime. When his men didn't return, he was puzzled. So he sent messengers to their houses to ask after them and know why they didn't report back to him on the state of things. His personal assistant gathered the report and brought them to him.

"My Lord, all ten men have been missing since the day they went to claim that farm for my Lord. They have not been seen at home or any other place." The personal assistant reported.

"Send messengers to the farm. Find them, alive or dead". Grabit commanded.

"Yes my Lord" the servant replied.

The servant is named Vladimir Putout. I'm not even joking, that's his name. The next day, a group of three men dressed in formal clothes arrived at the farm at noon.

"Good afternoon good sir", the leader greeted.

"Good afternoon" I responded.

"My name is Alexis Shanmes, and with me are Darwin Clueless and Zlatan Ibrahimoblok, we are from the citizen safety unit of the kingdom" Said Alexis.

"Good to meet you. I am Hansel Greenwood and the old man over there is Arsene Winger, we work here on this farm as farmers. How can we help you?" I asked gently, pausing my farm work.

"A group of men were seen leaving the village a few days ago, and they haven't returned. Eye witnesses say they were headed for your farm, but no one saw them leave. Do you perhaps know where they went?" He asked politely.

"Oh yes, I did see those men. They came to buy some produce and went towards the forest once they had gotten what they needed. They must have gotten attacked by a wild animal, or maybe they simply went on to another town." I said with a tone of complete innocence and calm.

"Oh, thank you so much for the information. Let us buy some cabbages and carrots as we take our leave" Alexis said.

"Of course, please come this way " I said as I led them to the crop storage and sold to them.

They returned to Grabit and made their report.

"My Lord, there was no corpse nor living person among those men in the farm" said Alexis.

"I also used wide perception to seek out any humans in the vicinity, and only old man Winger and a certain young man named Hansel Greenwood were on the farm. Which proves they are not being held hostage." Darwin added.

"Hansel Greenwood, who is he?" Grabit asked.

"A young well built man who works on the farm with old man Winger " Darwin responded.

"He wasn't there last month, and there is no one by that name in this region" said Grabit.

"Must be a foreigner, he was dark skinned " Darwin responded.

Grabit didn't know what to think of this fact. So he dismissed it and sent a new batch of men to the farm. He sent 20 of them this time, and they were to kill both old man Winger and Hansel Greenwood. For insurance, he gave them armor, shields and swords. He also sent a spy to spy out the farm for two weeks before the attack would take place, so that the 20 man team would have all the information they would need. The spy was also to watch the fight from a distance and not get involved. The spy was named Mamen Benzema.

I didn't notice the spy as he was watching from a really long distance. So I continued my daily routine of farming, exercising, and training. Old man Winger and I took the harvest to the market a week later and I had a huge sack on my back apart from the carts carrying the harvest. The spy was equipped with a skill called "eagles eye" which permitted him to see as far as 50 miles in any direction. At a mana cost of 10 mana per minute, he couldn't watch us for long as we walked into the distance, heading for the market. It was a one day Journey to the farmer's market. At the end of the sales, old man Winger took me to a blacksmith friend of his. The blacksmith was named Foden Hazard. As we arrived, Foden was hammering away at something.

"Golden Foden" old man Winger called out as he entered the workshop.

"Hahaha, look who's still alive and kicking!" Foden laughed as he got up from his work to greet us.

"With all the hammering you keep doing, I wonder how your right arm still works!" Said old man Winger, replying with a joke.

The two of them laughed heartily and hugged each other. You could tell they were close friends who hadn't seen each other in a long time. Golden Foden was an accurate nickname for Foden because he had blonde hair, and sitting by the fire, and hammering away at steel, you could see his hair glister as though it was actual gold.

"Who is this interesting looking young man with you" Foden asked, referring to me.

I bowed in greeting.

"His name is Hansel Greenwood, he came around a little while back and has been of immense help, both on the farm as a farmer, and at my gates as a guardian. Grabit finally went violent and sent miscreants to take my land, but this man here has dealt with all of them. He took the weapons of the defeated and he has a request" said old man Winger.

"Can you make me a heavy blade sir?" I asked.

"How heavy?" He asked.

"I want to take all these and make them just one weapon" I said as I opened the sack behind me and brought out 12 weapons; swords and cutlasses.

"Can you swing a Katana?" Foden asked after looking at what I had brought.

"Not yet, but I can learn" I responded.

"No need. I will make you a long sword, 30kg in weight. That's the most I can do with this." Foden said.

"I would really appreciate that sir. Thank you." I responded.

"How much would that cost us and when can we come for it?" Old man Winger asked.

"A basket of fresh cabbages and a sack of wheat will do. It will be ready in a week". Said Foden.

As defense for the meantime, I bought one long sword and we went back to the farm in a one day Journey. The spy had moved closer, but was still beyond our perception as he continued to watch us. The day for the attack finally came, and old man Winger and I were simply going about our farm activities as usual. Suspecting nothing whatsoever. It was early that morning, the day was just breaking and the sun hadn't even shown us his face yet. That was when I noticed a crowd approaching. They were headed straight at us, weapons unsheathed and armor on, there was no mistake, we were being jumped. I took my long sword and approached the 20 men as they came.

"You have left a farm, return to a farm to make farm violence available"

We began to run towards each other and the battle began. We began to clash blades in a flurry of attacks.

"HP: 40"

"HP: 39"

"HP: 38"

"HP: 37"

I was getting hit and none of them had gone down yet. These ones were far more skilled than the ones I had fought before.

"Free Madness activated"

"Berserk mode activated"

"HP: 26"

In rage, I located the exposed neck of one of the men. Slice. His head went off. First kill of the battle, and I was near half my health. That was when I saw something so pleasant.

"You have killed a human, Human Harvesting activated"

"You have killed someone more skilled than you, Human Harvesting has leveled up to level 2"

"You can now see the best places to attack humans while Human Harvesting is active"

"HP : 23"

And that was it. I took the blade from the dead man, and with two blades and three skills active, I began to go for knees, necks, and eyes, hitting the open spots in the human armor and other weak points exclusive to each person.

"You have been fighting for 10 minutes, fatigue is starting to build. You will lose 1 HP per second more of battle"

"HP: 13"

"HP: 12"

"You are bleeding, you will lose an additional 1HP per second until the wound is attended to"

"HP: 10"

I had stopped taking hits, but I was still going to die if this fight went on for 5 more seconds. There were 4 men left, and I was staggering. I immediately turned and ran. They gave chase.

"HP: 6"

I suddenly stopped and turned to face them.

"You have entered a farm, farm violence activated"

With the stat bonus, I swung my blade one last time. It cut through them like a hot knife through butter.

"Enemies defeated"

"Berserk mode deactivated"

"Free Madness deactivated"

"Farm violence deactivated"

"You have leveled up"

"Level: 4"

"You have learned a new skill"

"Reverse Jumping: you stats double when fighting multiple opponents"

"Due to level up, HP has been restored"

"HP:50"

"Due to fatigue, you are losing consciousness "

...

I dropped. The spy was beyond shocked, but now he knew what to report. He slowly crawled away and made his way back to Grabit.