'Til Kingdom Comes - The Banished Prince Vol 3: The Prophecy

Smack That b***h Up...!

The pale skinny man before us known as Austin Powers were waving his hands before him in a desperate attempt not to be thrown out from the town but remembering how he had treated the innocent young boy, I can't help but shake with rage.

Looking at how pathetic the skinny pale man before us, I can't help but called for Gregory the guard to summon the family of the boy that the son of a swine had tormented before just for not bowing to him when he walked.

"Fine, Your Majesty... I will locate the boy and the family but I do hope that you would not be disheartened when you look at his current state."

"He... Umm... Had a bent spine and he walked with a gait as if one of his legs is shorter then the other and had a humped back. Please forgive me, Your Majesty for hiding the truth from you earlier."

Without waiting for my response, he hurried off and came back sometime later with the boy in his arms as he hugged the boy just like his very own son. Seeing only a lady following him close, my suspicions soon came to light.

"Your Majesty... Umm... This is my boy that was stepped on. I was in duty on that day it happened and I only knew about it when my biddies reported to me. Wuwuwuwu."

"My perfectly healthy boy is now disabled, Your Majesty... Wuwuwuwu. He can't lead a normal life and here I am, still serving like an old faithful dog whose master keeps hitting us every day with a bludgeon. Wuwuwuwu..."

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty for I had hidden the truth from you and the rest. There's nothing the physicians could do something for my son and he had been deformed right ever since. Wuwuwuwu..."

Gregory the guard gave an anguished cry as he hugged his boy rightly in his arms while his wife was down on her knees and hugging Gregory's legs instead.

The boy looked like about 3 years old and I knew for the instance that someone would definitely be able to help this boy out within a few days just like the rest of the militia invalids.

I was controlling my rage from within but I managed to keep it under control and maintain my composure as I walked over to the boy and rubbed his head. "Little man, very soon you would be able to run and play with your friends alright?"

"Do you want to go to school and learn new things like reading and write so you would be a better person in the future and be useful to the community, not unlike the person who is kneeling before us right now, eh?"

The boy looked at me with forlorn eyes as tears were brimming on his face as he heard my words and the first time he felt someone treated him like a human being besides his parents.

He nodded his head without speaking much and then buried his face on his father's shoulder as he bawled out his very own bottled up feelings.

Who in the world would want their only child to be deformed after such ill-treatment...!

I patted Gregory's shoulder and walked over to the grovelling man before us that had literally melted his face to the ground. I used the tip of my foot to raise his chin up to face me and when I looked at it, he looked rather pudgy besides having a skinny and pale body.

"Kneel before me...! Listen...! Violence begets violence and I am in no position to harbour ill intent to you but what you had done to this poor and kind town folks is beyond comprehension."

"I don't know why you are so in power control as if having so much power makes you somewhat higher than being a noble. What's your hierarchy standings?!"

The pale-faced skinny man before us shivered as he meekly answered, "I am just a Bishop, Your Majesty. I know that I went overboard..."

"GAH....! Shut the fark up...! You now realise that you went overboard? Fark...!" I raised my gauntlet high in the air to strike the person before me but I could never bring myself to do such a thing. I was here for peaceful diplomatic negotiations but this had turned out otherwise.

I beckoned for Gregory's wife to come over and I handed my gauntlet to her and said, "Please smack this b***h up as you please..." Gregory's wife took the gauntlet from my hands and the pale-faced skinny man who was now on his knees shielded his arms across his face.

I drew my sword and poked at his arms and said, "Be a Man...! Accept what you had done...! Take this as your reward for keeping this town safe and sound under your care all this while...!"

Fortunately, the sword was still sheathed or else I would love to poke holes all over this sicko...

Gregory's wife approached the skinny pale-faced man whose face had already melted with lots of tears and snot on his face and held the heavy metal gauntlet in her hands and swung hard and directed it over the face.

*SSMMAACCKK*

A horrendous sound ensued as I heard something breaking under the force of the slap from the heavy gauntlet and soon a smile broke out from Gregory's face as she swung the gauntlet left and then right.

Soon the skinny pale-faced man before us had thick blood mixed along with other mucus flowing down from his bridge of the nose and also on his cheekbones as the skin had torn and blood began to ooze and drop the sides of the face.

But Gregory's wife did not stop as she rained blows after blows on the face of her ex-Lord as a sinister smile slowly broke over her face. I wondered how a man would feel if he was manhandled by a woman... Hahaha. Serves him right, farker...!

She was perspiring from the exertion and I signalled Gwen to stop her since u would not go near a person who wields a heavy gauntlet and uses it as a weapon. Gwen nodded at me and instead of helping Gregory's wife from stopping, but instead, GWEN STARTED TO WHIP THE CRAP OUT OF THAT MAN TOO...!!

Now it was 2 against a man and I can't watch the scene before me as two women had evil, sinister smiles cracked over their faces as one was hitting the face with a gauntlet while another was whipping the poor man to the ground.

Right now, the scene was like watching a maggot squirming on a hot surface and trying to escape but had no means to do at all...!

Every time the skinny pale-faced man tried to run away, Gwen expertly whipped and twirled her torture device around the ankles and pulled him across the ground to where they were rewarding him of what he deserved.

I cringed at the sight of blood, mucus and even urine and poop I think that was dragged along the floor as the two women attacked the poor sod relentlessly. Frank looked at me and shuddered as he never knew his wife would be so violent.

Maybe her whip really needed to taste some blood after all...!

Both women were panting heavily as they decided that want the skinny pale-faced man before them had received the rewards that had been meted out for him. Gregory's wife wanted to hand the gauntlet back to me but I told her to keep it as a memento.

"Put it high in your house and it would be a great talking point. Besides, it marks the day that women and men are all equals as justice had prevailed over evil...!" I suggested to Gregory's wife as she ran back to the husband and was congratulated or consoled for performing such a fine job.

I looked at the skinny pale-faced man before us and at this moment he can't be called a pale-faced man anymore. Right now, the face had swelled up as if a lot of hornets had attacked it, and the lips, eyelids... Literally, the whole face had ballooned up to more than thrice the size...!

"Powers, I think your face right now would not allow yourself to speak and so all you need to do is to nod or shake your head to indicate Yes and No, do you understand me right now?" I asked and the swelled up faced man before I nodded in apprehension.

"I would not take this town under our control because of certain factors — I hate seeing your farking face right now. Secondly, you had ruled using an iron fist and these town folks would not want to see your face anymore, no matter how much Gregory's wife alters it."

"Thirdly, these citizens of Camp had been ill-treated and underpaid which was worse than being a peasant or a serf, unlike our town where everyone is equal and the top of the monarch would be me and the rest of my royal families."

"Fourthly, there's not much value for us to invest in this town for as long as you are around so I have decided to haul all your citizens with me, except for your loyal servants back to our town."

"Last but not least, please bear in your thick skull of ours that, Territorial King, Audemars Macleod of Gracehaven of River Ure had declared you as part of enmity and would be for generations to come."

"I hereby declare this town free from the grasps of evildoers like you and therefore I free everyone here from your evil iron fists. The citizens here would be moving out first thing in the morning and as for you... You and your loyal servants can harvest the fields since there won't be a single person nor an animal here staying behind...!"

The moment I mentioned about the citizens being free from the harsh treatment of the Lord with a rather deformed face, the citizens broke into waves of jubilant cheers.

Some of the town folks wanted to ask some questions with us but due to the hustle of gathering some wagons and horses for means of transportation, these questions were to be held on hold first.

The most important thing is to take whatever was necessary as Priest Hendry, Maria Martin, Gwen and Frank assisted in helping the residents organise their personal belongings and leaving the rest of the unimportant ones behind.

In the end, the citizens of Camp had gathered along with them some bundles of their personal belongings instead. I went over to the bloated face of Powers and told him off directly, "Powers, for your information, we would be taking some grains from your hold to feed the citizens along the way. You wouldn't mind, would you...?"

The bloated face of Powers simply nodded and looked at the ground instead as Eagle instructed some of the Shadow units to turn the whole house upside down and not only the grains were taken away, but they plundered anything valuable.

Although it was against our ethics to plunder our fallen enemies, it is just too bad that Powers was not given an inch of empathy of what he would be facing once the town had been reduced to a ghost town instead.

There was no need to torch the cruck houses and the crop fields and let Powers and his servants to harvest the fields right before winter. At least they could depend on something rather than nothing.

As for the valuables plundered, the Shadow unit members just took it as an opportunity as some fine valuables could be smelted to become something else for the citizens.

There were altogether 16 wagons with horses tethered with them along with the 2 of ours and on standby as the citizens loaded up their stuff according to await for the signal to move out.

In fact, it was supposed to be the next morning for the citizens to move out but through the excitement, they had decided to move out on the day itself...!

It was close to midnight as the hopeful citizens hopped on to the wagons and from the looks of it, Gwen and the rest counted off as more than 330 household members that would be soon relocating to a better livelihood and future.

"Advance party, lead the way, the rest stay well behind and be escort parties. Your Majesty, you may leave with the advance party as well to meet with our ambassador at Broderbund."

Eagle signalled to me and I nodded and waved my hand as I joined the Adventurers to visit Fat Bastard and also to temporarily gave him a Dandy horse so he could travel back to our town with ease.