OP Milf System: Every Moan, I Grow Stronger!

Chapter 222: Chapter 223: Who Are You?!

"Stop!" A bulky man wearing barbarian-like clothes spoke, his hands signaling to stop the carriage... or a cage.

"Hmm, who are you? Why are you blocking our way?"

"Ohh, I don’t have any specific reason. Just my whim..." Quinn walked casually, his hands in his pockets, while he observed what was inside. It was completely covered by a thick veil so it was hard for him to see exactly what was inside, though he could easily feel a subtle movement coming from within.

"Fucker, just move away right now if you don’t want your head to roll!" The barbarian roared out again while the people from the back quickly prepared their weapons.

Quinn only smiled and raised his head. A man was currently sleeping at the very top of the cage, acting like it was just a usual, normal day for him.

’Hoh, this man is quite strong...’ he thought to himself. He could feel that the sleeping man was strong... maybe possessing around 2500 stats.

"No, I won’t move. I need what is currently inside of that cage... so how about you just give it to me?"

"What? Huh, did I hear you wrong?" The barbarian perched his ears, mocking him with his look.

"No, you didn’t hear wrong. I want that." Quinn pointed directly at the cage, as he was adamant to finish up the matters in hand as quickly as possible.

"Hahaha! What an absolute joke, right lads?!"

"Hahah! This clown is sure funny!"

"So you want to die so badly, bastard?"

The backstreet boys instantly burst into a loud laughter after a random man claimed that it was simply because of his whim and just because he wanted to claim the prize...

"No, I don’t want to die... and I’m certainly not a clown." Quinn pointed his fingers directly toward one of the men standing in the back...

Srrrhhhh!!

A bullet-like transparent object instantly came out from his fingers, shooting straight at the man’s head... but before it could penetrate into the head, the man that was sleeping suddenly raised his sharp sword, and slashed the bullet.

Clang!!

The loud sound of metal touching something hard reverberated through the area, but the bullet was not even split in half, as its trajectory changed its course... slightly grazing the ears of the man that Quinn had shot at.

"Hmm, not bad..." Quinn was satisfied. The man was clearly not weak... but he was not strong enough to completely cut his aura.

"Who are you?" The man’s eyes opened up, as absolute shock was evident in his eyes. The aura was not split even though he had used his full strength on it.

"I don’t have a name, and I don’t have to spill anything to total strangers. Now, how about you give me that?" Quinn pointed again. He had already experienced far too much trouble and he didn’t want to dwell on an insignificant skirmish.

"No, we won’t. It’s from the words of the higher ups. So just scram right now and don’t go in our way."

"Ohh, shit. Another piece of shit about Silverglade. Nah, give it to me right now because I’m completely irritated to hear that name ever again."

"You?! Who the hell are you?! How did you know that it’s from the Silverglade family?!" The barbarian was shocked. The trade was a top-secret deal and its information was completely sealed to only him, the leader, and the sleeping man.

"As I said, I don’t have a name. Now, stop your useless talking and shouting. It’s making my bad day even worse."

"So you won’t say your name, hah? Then it’s better to make you silent forever!" The barbarian raised his heavy axe, and his muscles bulged to the absolute limit.

"There it is! The famous Barbarian Slash!!"

"Boss, you can do it! Slash that man into two with your OP skill!"

*’Ohh man, there’s no ending with this... how are they able to live with that kind of lame ass shit?’* Quinn sighed internally.

Then, the bulky man raised his hands high and went into a full slash... slashing downward aggressively toward Quinn’s face.

Bamm!!!

A massive cloud of dust and the loose sands completely obscured the whole visibility in Quinn’s location.

"Hmm, not bad for a barbarian, but you seriously need to put more effort into your attack." Quinn stood casually at the top of the cage, looking down at the spectacle together with the men at the back.

"What?! Boss, the man is at the top!!"

"Fuck!! I’m not blind, you piece of shit! Take this!!" The barbarian roared out again, not caring at all what would happen to the surroundings.

"Man, you don’t have to destroy everything around here. How about you attack the cage instead?"

"Playing with us, huh?! You are dead, all of you attack him right now! Kill that shit and skin him alive!"

The barbarian, the man that was clearly not having it, and the extras shouted out loud. All of them wanted to kill him now.

"Haha, this is boring. Aura..." Quinn muttered.

Arghh!!!...

"Boss, I can’t lift my body at all!!"

"I can’t... Argh, my body is being squashed into the ground!"

Slash!! Clang!!

"You are the only decent one here... so how about you scram right now... Do you love your life or not?" Quinn blocked the sharp sword using his bare fingers.

"Shit! Who are you?! Are you from other rival families or not?!"

"How dumb can you be? I’m not, and I will never be."

"Then die for me!" The man yelled out in pure desperation.

The six exited the carriage while Quinn followed closely at the back. He was genuinely happy that he got the full backing of the four strong women. It was quite nice to see them working together like that for a change.

Ding!

[Series MILF Quest Complete! ]

[ Main Quest: Save Me Please. ]

[ Rewards: Possible Personal Connection With The Person You Will Save, 20 SC, Special Token. ]

’Well, that officially ends the quest related to Esborne. You don’t have to worry anymore, man. I will personally take good care of your beautiful wife.’ Quinn already planned to make Helen his own property. Of course, he would never let a gorgeous MILF who desperately needs help go to waste.