Dimensional Descent

Chapter 758 - Nice To Meet You

Mikael walked around with dark lines on his forehead, cups, tables and other furniture smashed all around him.

As though this wasn't bad enough, he had torn a hole in his military tent out of rage and a few of the comfort women were currently trying to sow it back together. But, this only pissed him off even more.

The corpse of one of these women was lying on the ground, having been killed by him in a fit of rage. But, none of them dared to move her body, they could only step over her as they continued their attempt to sow the tear shut.

As though by design, this of course managed to piss Mikael off even more. Why wouldn't they stop sniveling and crying? It was just one dead woman and now they suddenly couldn't take it? They were fine with servicing a dozen men during any given night, but murder was where they drew the line?

Clearly, in his ridiculous tirade, Mikael had completely forgotten that most of these women weren't here by choice.

"Fuck!"

Mikael ripped one of the women away from the tear, ironically making it even wider as she subconsciously grabbed out.

"Dammit!"

The woman was quickly bent over a table, her dress being torn away and a sudden cry leaving her lips as she felt something enter her.

Mikael began to vent all his frustration, clearly not caring that he was using far too much strength.

"Sir Mikael."

At that moment, an attendant walked into the tent. Despite seeing the woman pressed into the table and Mikael furiously humping her from the back, he didn't have much of a change in his expression as though he was very much used to seeing such a scene.

"What the hell is it?"

news of their

eyes went

yea? We've gotten more word, is it? What about the first time at the Alpes? The second time at the Treeant Forest? Why am I spinning my army around in circles just

whimpered. The hand Mikael used to press her face into

most three days old. We will most definitely be able to intercept them if we move now. From my understanding, it seemed that the net they cast to stop our messengers finally showed a

for air like a fish out of water, scrambling

say that from the very beginning?!" Mikael roared. "We're

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steed. It had a muscular body that seemed pumped of steroids and flowing hair that made up its mane and covered its hooves. It almost looked like it was galloping on air with

army tore through

valley,

with decades of experience. He refused to be led by the nose. He would be

valley would at most add half a day. Rather than harming them, this would only help. Instead of arriving in the morning, they would be arriving in the afternoon. If they managed to catch the rebel army mid siege, this 'war' was as good

of his horse, forcing himself to come to a grinding halt, barely a day

never appeared before had suddenly appeared as though a god reached down and created it on a

or so meters. It probably wasn't very deep either, maybe a meter or two at most. Yet, for

river appeared here in the first place, just suddenly appearing at

across? But if they were forced to cut down some trees to build a bridge, they would add another half day to their

brute force their way across, it would be too easy to get caught with

then that Mikael heard something he least wanted to hear at

"CHARGE!"

Mikael's expression changed.