Feeling that something was amiss, he stepped in behind a large tree and waited for a moment.
“There will definitely be guards patrolling the woods to catch people who are trying to evade the check point,” he thought as he slipped the bags of guns off his shoulders and placed them beside the tree trunk, “I need to hide these somewhere so that I can move them in short stints…”
Opting to cover them for the time being, he picked up a few large leaves and some sticks and placed them over the packs as best he could before stepping out from behind the tree again.
“I’ll scout a little further and see if I can find if there are any guards about, then try and time my moving the guns to the next point before they patrol back.”
He crouched low and edged forwards, stopping often to rest behind fallen logs and tall trees and listen to the surroundings.
It was about 300 meters ahead that he saw two guards walking side by side along a smaller worn track that seemed to cut across his path. He could only assume that they were walking from where the check point was- up the hill- then would turn around and come back down again.
The guards didn’t seem to be on alert and were chatting as the walked along, so he waited until they had well and truly past him, then he snuck back to where he had hidden the bags of guns and pulled them out and quickly made his way across the guard line, and rushed off into the bush.
He didn’t have the best idea of the landscaping, as he had only ever been to level 14 a few times and hadn’t bush bashed… but he managed to find the main track again and then stayed in the tree line, moving back towards the checkpoint until he saw master waiting on the side of the road.
After thoroughly checking to make sure no one else was around, he stepped out of the bush and walked over to the man who had contracted him.
“Took you long enough,” master grunted, not even thinking to thank Tamajiki for his efforts, before heading off down the track, leaving your man to struggle after him.
“I can’t wait to meet this man again in my real avatar,” Tamajiki thought as he continued on behind.
They walked on for maybe another 1 kilometer before the township could be seen in the distance and Tamajiki straightened a little.
“Keep up. You’re dragging behind,” master snapped, a small sneer pulling at his lips. He was glad to see that carrying the heavy weaponry was starting to tire his slave out.
“This is perfect for when we get to the drop point. I’ll be able to show them how well I keep my slave under control,” the pompous master thought.
He led the way into the town, which was predominantly built of sandstone and wooden materials, and walked about midway though, then turned down a side street that meandered to a few smaller houses away from the busy main street.
As they neared a house, a big burly man stepped out and jerked his head up when he saw Tamajiki’s master.
“Right on time,” the man said.
“As requested,” master replied with a bow.
Tamajiki walked over to the burly man and took the bags off, handing them across to the much larger gentleman.
As the man reached out, his sleeve pulled up and tattooed on his bicep was the emblem of the BB… Tamajiki stiffened.
“Hurry up now,” master snapped when Tamajiki didn’t step back immediately after passing the bags across, “open your inventory and take out the others.”
“Come inside for that,” the burly man grunted, stepping back and opening his front door for Tamajiki and master to enter.
Before Tamajiki could step forward to enter the house, Master pushed him between the shoulder blades sharply and Tamajiki stumbled forward.
“Dumb clumsy slave,” master muttered just under his breath.
Tamajiki’s blood boiled. “I am glad that Y/N isn’t here… I feel there may be a violent scene approaching…”
He quickly regained his feet and walked in with master following behind, who, again, pushed him roughly on the back once they had entered.
Tamajiki let it slide once more but he was starting to keep a count of how many times this idiotic player was going to abuse him before he let loose.
Yes, he was tired from carrying all those weapons- as his level 1 stamina was not equipped to be carrying such heavy items for a long time… but he wasn’t going to let this person think they could walk all over him.
He opened his inventory and started to unload the guns but each one took time to manifest on the table and master again, snapped at him.
“Hurry up, you useless slave,” he barked.
Tamajiki stopped what he was doing and looked back at the man with a deadly look in his eye.
“Do not speak again or I’m afraid I will lose my cool,” Tamajiki said darkly.
The burly guy was watching all of this and he senses that Tamajiki was no ordinary level 1 player, so kept his trained eye on him.
Master’s pride, however, had taken a hit and he scoffed at Tamajiki, obviously forgetting that the level 1 player had already outmatched him once before- either that, or he just believed that because Tamajiki was tired he would win this next time around- should they butt heads again.
Tamajiki went back to unloading, but just before he could unload the final gun, master kicked him in the back of the leg.
In the blink of an eye, Tamajiki had whipped around and chopped the broad side of his hand against master’s neck, not with enough strength for damage, but with enough power to make him step sideways.
As master stumbled to the side, Tamajiki was right there and had locked his leg under masters, making the ungainly man fall to the floor with him on top.
The burly man had stepped back by now and was just silently witnessing all of this and Tamajiki realized that if he won against his master it might make him look suspicious so at the last second he accidentally knocked one of the guns off the table and pushed it into master’s hand.
At feeling cold metal in his palm, master reflexively gripped it and held it up, pointing it at Tamajiki who immediately surrendered.
“Get off me!” Master demanded, waving the gun around with obviously no clue on how to use it- and that’s when the burly man intervened.
“Got yourself a feisty slave there,” the burly man commented to master as he helped him to his feet and Tamajiki stepped back a few paces.