87 87 - He isn't weak

"Well, the size of the hole was so big that my finger can get through... I think a fair price for a finger damage is exactly a finger. Don't you think men?" I asked the six security guards who had just entered. They were trained to know that I am always right, so as soon as I finished speaking a loud and clear answer was heard.

"Yes, boss!" They said in chorus as the man began to cry in despair trying to get away from me.

"Hold him." I said in a cold tone.

"Yes, boss!" The guards held the man, when he tried to get up to look at me and beg for mercy, the guards took his hair and forced him to lower his head keeping his gaze on my foot.

"Look down like the pigs." I said.

"Please Mr. Price, I have a daughter to take care of at home... if I lose a finger, I won't get the money to take care of her." The man said with a tear stained face.

I looked at him from top to bottom and asked with a selfless look while holding a pair of pliers. "Do you know how many fingers a pig has?"

"Please, Mr. Pric..." He tried to beg again, but a guard kicked him in the belly and shouted, "He asked a question, answer the fucking question!"

I looked at the guard with a look of approval while answering. "Pigs only have four fingers, which are covered in hooves. Maybe it's interesting to coat your fingers with some kind of hoof? But for that, first you have to have only four fingers... Men... give me his hand." I said with a smile on my face.

But before the guards could do anything, I felt someone looking at me from somewhere outside the mansion. I quickly turned towards the woods, which at this time of night were very dark, but I couldn't see anything.

When you become a cultivator, you shall always trust your instincts. I say with all conviction that I trust my instincts more than I trust my wife and son.

Without looking anywhere specific, I said out loud. "Increase patrol by 50% immediately, anyone who makes a mistake will be executed." I said as I heard the confirmation coming from a small headset that I carry with me.

I don't know if there's really anyone planning to attack my family today, but you'll regret it if you try.

"Put the slaves in some cheap suits and leave them hanging around without knowing what's going on. Use slaves with internal organ problems, who have some disease or some kind of deformity. They will have no value even if they are alive." I said before I heard the confirmation again on the phone.

If there's really someone attacking, I have to keep them occupied up until the Gold Fox mercenaries arrive. I doubt these invaders can hold out after the mercenaries arrive. I thought as I headed towards my office to look at the cameras.

According to what my security team was saying, they had lost the signal of some slaves, it is not known if they tried to escape, were kidnapped or died. It is worth mentioning that all slaves go through a surgery where we install a tracking chip in them, if we are not receiving a signal from the chip is because there is something wrong.

"Beta... I think I have... aarhhhg" Before this security guard could finish his report, we heard him apparently choking on something. When the other security guards imagined that it might be the blood of this guard, some had chills in their bodies, but the more hardened by the battle became angry and wanted to avenge themselves on these invaders.

"Quick, increase security to 300%! I want all the three guard shifts here now!" I screamed on the phone while I was finishing getting into my office.

Looking at the security cameras scattered around the garden, apparently everything was normal. The radio communications also calmed down, until suddenly, when I was paying attention to the cameras in the pool area, one of the guards patrolling the garden fell to the ground.

The sudden movement he made caught my attention, but the only thing I could see when I moved my eyes to this camera were his feet quickly entering a bush. The action was so fast that if I had taken a few milliseconds longer I would only have seen the empty garden without anyone patrolling.

"This guy's not weak..." I told myself as I started planning. "...but I don't think he's an advanced level Baron, someone like that wouldn't have wasted time working for others, he probably would have raised his own family by now."

...

Aatrox had just pulled that guard because he was sure he was one of the real gaurds.

In his other life, Aatrox had already fought all kinds of wars, from strategic wars to brutal wars. The strategy that the Price family was using had already been used against him, they took slaves or peasants and dressed them as soldiers to gain time and help identify the location of the enemy.

When this strategy was first used against him, Aatrox had carried out one of the greatest massacres in history. Even before Aatrox reached the position of God, he had decimated an entire kingdom by thinking they were all soldiers. When he killed the king of that kingdom, he discovered that many of the people he killed were innocent and were forced to act as soldiers.

Even though he was controlled by the Darkin blade (the name Decay was replaced by Darkin), he still felt a little remorse inside, making him think of a strategy to use next time to not cause so many unnecessary deaths. The blade kept saying in his head that this was irrelevant, and that he should keep on killing, but the little awareness he still had said that this was wrong.

A few centuries later, another foolish king used the same strategy when he was invading the kingdom, but this time, he already expected it. When Aatrox saw the huge number of soldiers, he had to think of a way to differentiate them from the peasants.

That's where the strategy he was using now came from...