What? I Actually Reincarnated As Stepping Stone In Another World?

"I am the one who will send you to King Yama!" Arthur shouted and looked at the bald, fat man sharply.

Immediately, the powerful aura of compulsion made the bald, fat man tremble with fear.

Cold sweat continued to break out behind his back, and he felt the breath of death.

He felt as if he was being stared at by a wild beast!

As if he misspoke, it was the time of his death!

However, he was worthy of being a person with a cunning and ruthless mind who built a black market business.

Soon, he quickly came to his senses and realized that the person in front of him was a child!

This helped him regain his confidence.

"Damn!"

"Just a kid, but really very brave!"

"See how I'll make you regret being born into this world, kid!"

The man's eyes were bloodshot, and he breathed heavily as if he were ready to pounce on someone.

Despite this, Arthur put on an indifferent face and approached the bald, fat man.

Witnessing this, the three guards stationed at the entrance expressed concern, calling out to Arthur, "Young Master, it's very dangerous; please come back immediately!"

"Leave it to us!"

Ignoring their words, Arthur raised his hand, signaling the guards not to intervene.

This gesture left the two guards confused and worried, and they exchanged looks with each other.

One of the guards expressed concern: "If anything happens to the young master, we will be finished."

The statement immediately made the other two guards anxious.

However, the voice of another guard calmed them down: "Take it easy; if the young master is sure about it, we'd better leave it to him."

One of the guards then said with a calm face, "If something goes wrong, kill that person immediately."

This was the same guard who had perceived the aura of coercion radiating from Arthur and recognized that the young master was not someone to be taken lightly.

He was confident that Arthur could handle the situation.

The remaining two guards could only nod and refrain from intervening.

At the same time, the bald, fat man also noticed the three guards, who were hiding their identities with robes.

"Damn it!"

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"They must have killed all my people."

"And that little boy seems to be their young master?"

"Bastard, I'll kill you," the bald, fat man roared inwardly, and his eyes showed murderous intent toward Arthur, who walked over.

Just as Arthur was three meters away from him, the bald, fat man took out the knife hidden under his shirt and roared loudly.

"Damn it, die!" The bald, fat man pointed the knife at Arthur, and his face was full of madness.

"Young Master!" The three bodyguards shouted in shock and did not expect that the bald, fat man was so cunning!

However, Arthur was not afraid of the silent attack and tilted his body slightly to the left so that the knife missed.

"Damn!" The bald, fat man cursed inwardly as his silent attack missed.

Just when the fat bald man wanted to turn his body, he suddenly felt like his back had been hit with a very heavy blow.

And he was immediately flung ten meters away towards the ground, with his face landing first.

The knife he was holding also came loose and fell to the ground.

"Hiks!"

"So painful!" The fat man lay on the ground and groaned in pain.

The impact felt as though a giant rock had struck him.

His entire body writhed in excruciating pain as he attempted to stand up, but Arthur wasn't about to let that happen.

He picked up the knife lying on the ground and ran very quickly towards the fat man.

Then he jumped at the bald fat man, who was still trying to stand up while turning his body with the knife he was holding pointed at the bald fat man's neck.

This technique was one of the killing techniques he had learned from the Welston family's old servant in his previous life.

This technique utilized the body's lightness in the air, enabling the knife's slashing speed to increase by up to three times.

Consequently, it was particularly effective for attacking an unprepared enemy.

The technique was essentially designed for ambushes, allowing the user to catch opponents off-guard and deliver swift, lethal strikes.

Arthur's eyes contained very strong killing intent.

Feeling the breath of death approaching, the bald, fat man immediately turned his head and saw Arthur, who jumped towards him by turning his body.

"No!" The fat man roared in fear and tried to dodge.

However, how could his heavy body support the speed of Arthur, who was at his killing best?

"Srettt!"

The sound of the knife slashing could be heard.

And Arthur immediately turned his body again and stepped on the ground with his back to the bald, fat man, who was not moving.

"Sheeesshh" The bald man's head rolled, with his frightened face still printed there.

The sound of blood rushing out of the bald man's neck could be heard.

Soon, the bald man's body fell to the ground, with blood still flowing profusely.

Seeing this, the three guards who were still watching couldn't believe their eyesight.

They were completely speechless this time.

"How horrible!" thought the three guards, and they looked at Arthur with more respect.

They didn't expect that their young master was hiding so deeply.

How could a five-year-old boy do this?

Although the bald man was quite short, who could stand someone's first murder?

pαndα,noνɐ1,сoМ Moreover, their young master was only five years old?!

What is this concept?

Also, they saw that their young master didn't seem to feel any fear or other feelings that other people felt the first time they killed.

As if, in front of them, there was not a five-year-old child but a professional killer!

Immediately, Arthur walked towards the little girl still lying on the ground.

Arthur casually discarded the knife, as though he had just accomplished something trivial.

His mind had shifted considerably since arriving in this unfamiliar world.

Here, the law of the jungle reigned supreme, and only the strong survived while the weak became prey.

Arthur quickly realized that if he wanted to survive, he would have to become stronger and more formidable.

This was also the position he was in now, with David.

He was in a position where death came with uncertainty because David might kill him tomorrow or even a few days later.

This was a variable that he could not be sure of at all, so he had to quickly familiarize himself with things like murder.

However, sooner or later, he would have to experience this.

So, he didn't feel any emotions at his first kill because of his mature mind that had been honed many times.

Soon, Arthur stood in front of the little girl, who was still struggling to maintain consciousness.

Sensing Arthur's presence, the girl tried to raise her head and looked at him with difficulty.

"He's so handsome," she murmured.

This was the first sentence she uttered upon seeing Arthur's perfect face.

The slightly shining purple eyes added to Arthur's charm to the maximum.

Upon hearing the girl's words, Arthur's previously indifferent face broke into a gentle smile.

He quickly squatted down and looked at the little girl's pale face with concern.

"Are you in pain?" he asked with a sympathetic tone.

"Don't worry, all these nightmares are over." Arthur smiled gently and rubbed the girl's small face with affection.

Hearing that gentle voice and the care that emanated from it, the girl suddenly couldn't hold back her tears.

"Mother, you were right."

"Finally, a very handsome prince saved me from this nightmare."

"I'm finally free, mom."

"Thank you."

The little girl said quietly and slowly that her consciousness had disappeared and she had fainted.

Upon seeing this, Arthur immediately caught the girl and held her close.

He retrieved a healing potion from his space pouch.

A level-one healing potion emerged from the pouch, and he carefully poured it into the little girl's mouth.

As soon as the potion entered her body, the little girl's body began to glow green, and all of her wounds began to heal.

Wounds slowly healed, which could be seen with the naked eye.

However, it seems that tier-one healing potions cannot cure one's physical fatigue or consciousness.

Arthur immediately stood up and lifted the little girl into his arms.

He walked towards his three guards and ordered, "Clear this place and burn all the corpses."

The guards nodded respectfully, their eyes filled with admiration for Arthur's abilities.

As Arthur turned to leave, he suddenly remembered something and looked back at the three guards.

"By the way, are there any other slaves in these underground rooms?" Arthur asked thoughtfully, turning to the three guards.

The guards exchanged a look, and one of them spoke respectfully, "As you suspect, young master."

"Multiple prison cells are holding illegal slaves here," one of the guards replied.

"However, we do not know exactly how many slaves are being held."

Arthur had already suspected this and nodded in confirmation.

He immediately gave orders to the guards: "Let's free all the slaves and clean up all the corpses."

The guards responded eagerly, "Yes, young master!"

The three robed guards and a handsome boy with an unconscious little girl in his arms made their way deeper into the underground rooms.

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Huh guys, I'm so tired of writing these two long chapters.

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By the way, don't worry because Arthur's arc at this age will end around chapter 40 or so!

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