Page 153 of Sumanika

He held the cannon right before me and turned it towards me.

I could not help but laugh.

"Haha,"

His face fell looking at me, and I could not help but laugh even louder. "Hahahhahaha, tsk tsk tsk tsk,"

He gritted his teeth, and I rubbed my mouth off with my cuff.

“Who are you?" He asked, as his eyes showed a tint of fear now.

"Just a soldier," I said, and he gritted his teeth.

"Who is the fucking King?" he roared in a loud and irritating voice, and I took a step ahead, dragging my sword along. It screeched along at the ship’s wet wooden floor.

"Hamare Raja tum jeso ko muh nahi lagate,""Our King does not entertain people like you," I stated.

He inhaled deeply and walked behind the cannon.

I couldn’t stop growling and sprinting ahead. Jumping over and climbing lightly onto the cannon, I grabbed him and pushed him down beneath me.

I punched his face hard, but he laughed.

My anger surged beyond all limits, and I punched him again square in the face. He laughed once more, prompting me to hit his face even harder. The boat rocked side to side, swaying with the turbulent waters stirred up by the cannon attacks.

Out of nowhere, he seized my clothes, pushed me down, and delivered a powerful punch directly to my face. Blood poured from my mouth as I saw stars.

He landed another one before I could open my eyes, and my lips were torn up.

I groaned in pain, gritted my teeth, and held his fist to stop him from punching me again. Staring into his eyes, I shook my head with a soft chuckle.

"Hum nahi…to aage kataar lagi hui hai, bachke to nahi ja paoge,"“If not me, then there is a whole queue; you won't be able to escape.” My voice was hoarse, deep, and slightly raspy shaky.

He punched me in the face with his other hand. He grabbed my collar and jerked me, lifting my face off the floor. I felt a rush of dizziness in my head.“Who the hell are you?” he yelled with his filthy mouth, stinking like a gutter, and I chuckled slightly.

“I told you, just a soldier,” I said, then punched him in the eyes. He jerked back and pressed his hand to his eye, letting out a loud cry.“Aanngrrrrrrrhhhhhhhh, bastard!”

I bit my lips, caressed the torn area, and shook my head.

"How will I kiss her now?" I muttered, sat up, held his collar, and pushed him back with all my strength. His head banged into the metal of the cannon, and it started bleeding. He cried out louder, and I banged his head again on the cannon. Again and again.

"Kya socha tha…sab bewakoof hai yaha, bikau hai, ghaas khate hai hum, hmmm,"“What the hell were you thinking? Do you think we’re fools here, just for sale, eating grass?” I lost it and clenched my fist to punch him again.

But that bastard moved, and my fist slammed into the cannon’s wheel, making my knuckles bleed.

Ughhhhhhhh. It hurt like hell.

He laughed. "You would never know," he muttered and held my collar to put me down under. He punched my face harder, one after the other, and my head spun with the dizziness.

I looked at him through my bleeding, blurry eyes.

He stood up to pick up his sword from the floor and lifted it high. His steps fumbled as his head was bleeding, too.

He inhaled deeply.

The world stopped. More than half of the ship drowned in the water. My head could feel the water hanging right at the edge.

“Will gift your body to your King,” He screamed louder.

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