Bored Gamer in Other Worlds

More than a month later, a middle aged man was holding a stack of reports in his hand.

Even inside his private office, he still wore his golden crown that showed well enough of his epic vanity.

But no one would of course chastise this middle aged man in the center of his own empire.

"What do you think of this news, Fabian?" The middle aged man asked.

"It is nothing but lies, my king. We have seen the ability of your own son from young to adulthood. The one who killed our knights was definitely not Prince Ronan."

A wise old man replied. He was the advisor of the king and was well learned in all aspects of governance and deceit.

"Who might be behind this mystery? Are they planning to use my son against me?" The middle aged man muttered. This was of course none other than King Richard himself.

"It won't matter if they do, my king. Prince Ronan is not your favored son. Everybody knows that. Only a fool would dare put capital in his name." Fabian the Old Adviser answered.

"Hmmm..." King Richard nodded and put down the reports on his hands. A day later, he totally forgot about this little episode in his life.

* * *

Almost one year later, a batch of portals opened up near the coasts of Qoven Empire. They were humans but wore majestic and glowing armors on their bodies.

No fat or thin soul was amongst their ranks as only the strongest was included in their warrior caste. It did not need telling that there was no woman amongst their numbers.

"To travel across the seas is really not easy. I just hope that this land is not as barren as a dry pussy." The leader spat as he looked at his men who surveyed their surroundings.

He brought more than 10,000 men in this expedition.

If luck was with him and he found what he was looking for then he could easily summon many reinforcements from their original domain.

"Begin your search and I hope that you bring me good news this time around!" The leader ordered.

"We will not fail you, Sword Master Zak!" Ten generals bowed and immediately commanded their men to go in all directions.

The advent of these visitors from afar would prove to be the catalyst for much unrest in this continent.

* * *

"I see a community right ahead, master!" A warrior reported in an excited voice.

They had traveled through magical portals more than 20 times and found no one but only land and forests.

Thus, one could only imagine his surprise when he spotted more than a hundred people in the distance.

"HAHAHA! We struck it rich this time! Sword Master Zak will be happy with this news!"

"You all know what to do. Capture them and take care that no permanent injuries will befall them!"

"They are very expensive products. If I hear anyone using the women captives in secret, they will have to lose their dick in the aftermath!" The leader of this group warned.

They had been in this quest for 2 years straight and with no company of the opposite sex.

One can only imagine how eager these warriors would want to taste a woman's lips once again.

"We hear you, master! I will keep the men in line!" A warrior vowed and then they went into their warhorses. They sped up and charged unto the unsuspecting townspeople in the distance.

But as their awesome figures came nearer, everyone inside the town was alarmed by the tall warriors on their armored horses.

"CLOSE THE GATES!" A wise man shouted and he got his wish realized in the end. Alas, the closed gates proved to be no problem for these newcomers.

"BANG!" A horse charged right through the wooden barriers.

"Who are you people?! Don't you know that we belong to the Qoven Empire?!" A man yelled in fear.

"Qoven Empire? I have not heard of it." The lead warrior shrugged.

"Listen well! We are The Black Company."

"Surrender or face big headaches on the morrow!" The lead warrior continued.

"KILL THEM!" Someone shouted faraway and before long, a rain of arrows descended on the warriors.

"DING!"

"DING!"

"DING!" The warriors of the black company did not even bother to dodge. They just stood there and their armors did the rest of the job.

One archer was lucky enough to catch a hit at the eye of a particular warrior but alas, it got him no result in the end.

A silver glow covered the body of this warrior that prevented the arrow from even landing true.

"Why do native people like you never listen?" The lead warrior smiled and his figure jumped from his horse and into the crowd of defenders of this town.

He was so unbelievably fast and accurate.

"BANG!" A single kick from him was enough to demolish a dozen archers in his way.

"WHOOSH!"

"WHOOSH!"

"WHOOSH!" The lead warrior was of course not alone in his charge. It did not take them long to take full control of this town at all.

"We only got 500 more or less captives in here."

"But I believe that this land is brimming with resources!" Sword Master Zak grinned and he could only expect more from this native continent.

"Expand the search! And don't stop until you get me more products to sell!" He said and that was merely the beginning of it all.

Towns began to fall one by one and the next could only be cities and more. A news this big could not absolutely be hidden.

Panic and fear spread throughout the Qoven Empire until one final fight was expected to happen that would dictate the result of this war.

* * *

"Tell me honestly, Fabian. Do we have any chances at all in defending our people and empire?" King Richard looked many years older than his actual age.

One should know that the war against the warriors named The Black Company was only going on for 7 months.

And to date, his soldiers have not even killed one single enemy before them. The difference between the troops was just too huge!

"I believe that we can only escape, my king." The old adviser replied.