After Rejection, she crawled to my feet for forgiveness

Punishing the spies from Eldrida

The men were trembling. They were in fact a spy, sent to check if the defenses of Valkoria were as strong as before.

If their defenses over this area had weakened, their next plan would be a massive invasion to take over the small land and extend their territory.

But they dared not leak their plans to the Executioner, he's the last person that needed to know about this.

Trembling, the leader spoke. “Please, Executioner. We have no intentions to kill anyone, I only made that statement to intimidate. Please have mercy.”

The leader trembled, his lips twitching as he struggled to come up with an excuse. “N-no one sent us, Executioner. We’re just thieves. We meant no harm.”

Norman’s gaze pierced him, unflinching. “Thieves? You dare lie to my face?”

The leader lowered his head further, sweat dripping down his face. “P-please, Executioner. We didn’t mean to hurt anyone. We’ll leave and never return. Spare us!”

Norman’s expression darkened. He already knew the truth—these men weren’t thieves. They were spies sent to scout Valkoria’s defenses, their cowardly mission disguised by violence and deceit. Their failure here would not stop Eldrida’s ambitions, but he had to send a message.

“You dared to disguise yourselves as locals, harm my people, and insult their resilience,” Norman said, his tone ice-cold. “You’ll leave alive, but not without paying the price.”

The men’s relief was short-lived when Norman’s next words came.

“Each of you—break one of your legs. Now.”

The group froze, their faces pale as their leader stammered, “P-please, Executioner! Have mercy—”

Norman’s eyes burned with fury. “Mercy? I’ve already spared your miserable lives. Do as I say, or I’ll do it for you—and I won’t stop at just your legs.”

Reluctantly, the leader stepped forward, bracing himself. With a sickening snap, he brought the heavy rock down onto his own leg, crumpling to the ground in agony. His scream hung in the air, chilling the others.

Another man, desperate to avoid the Executioner’s wrath, took a shaky breath and dropped to one knee. He gripped his own leg with trembling hands, his fingers pressing into his thigh just above the knee.

With a guttural cry, he twisted hard, the muscles in his arms straining as he forced the bone in his leg to bend against its natural direction.

A sickening pop and crunch filled the silence as his leg snapped. He let out a howl of agony, collapsing onto the ground as his broken leg dangled at a twisted angle.

The others flinched, but one by one, they obeyed, each echoing his cries as they fell.

The residents, including Bethany, covered their mouths in shock as they witnessed the unbelievable scene and authority of the Executioner.

“This is only a warning, next time you won't work out alive. Leave now!” He commanded.

The spies bowed one more time in unison as they still clutched to their broken legs. “Thank you Executioner for sparing our lives.” With that they hopped with their spare legs into their vehicle and zoomed off.

“Thank you so much Executioner for showing up and saving us. Valkoria is blessed to have a hero like you.” The old man appreciated it.

Afterwards the other residents all came out, closer to Norman each one of them thanking and showing him a form of appreciation.

Meanwhile Norman only smiled and nodded faintly. “Thank you all for the love. But I'll be leaving now.”

“Please, hero, dinner with us. We're in the harsh winter season, and it looks like it's going to snow soon. You can also spend the night in my place and continue your journey tomorrow.” The man suggested respectfully.

Norman looked at the sky, it was almost dark and it's true. There were signs that it was going to snow, he gave a brief nod to Bethany. “Alright, I will spend the night in your place.”

The man led Norman to his house.

Meanwhile Bethany was still immersed in the overwhelming shock. She just witnessed how great Norman was, he commanded those spies to break their own legs, without even stressing a muscle. Lucas and Lana had made a terrible mistake, Valkoria was nothing without Norman.

The next morning, Norman woke up very early before everyone else. The journey to the mountain was a little bit far, so he wanted to arrive early.

He opened the door to step outside, but was surprised by what welcomed him.

There was a sleek of cars—Range Rovers, all lined up with hefty men dressed in an impeccable suit waiting for him outside.

Immediately the men saw him and they all knelt down. “Greetings Executioner, we were sent by the president to escort you on your visit to Eldrida, to ensure your safety.” One of the men spoke.

Noticing how their cars were covered with snow, it meant these men had been waiting for him all night. Bethany was at the corner, mouth widened in shock. She never knew Norman had connections outside of Valkoria.

Although Norman suspected their visit was more than just to escort him, so he asked. “Just to escort me?”

The leader of the men sweat, he stammered. “And also…to ask for your pardon for what our people did yesterday. It was against the law, and we greatly apologize.” He said, bowing his head lower.

The men came to two reasons, to apologize and to make sure Norman wasn't very angry, and wasn't planning to attack Eldrida. The entire Eldrida force isn't ready for an enemy like the Executioner. He could single handedly wipe them out if he wanted to.

Stacey's mouth dropped open, she was shocked in utter disbelief. Norman had disfigured seven of the Eldrida’s spies' legs. And yet they still came to apologize against his wrath?

“Be rest assured Executioner. This wouldn't happen ever again, theey who committed such crimes are already in prison.”

Norman nodded at the men, as he proceeded to enter one of the cars, this would save him more time. “I'm going to the mountains.” He instructed.

The cars moved in unison, some at the front others at the back with Norman's car in the middle. Bethany was also sitting with him.

Few minutes later, the car arrived at the mountains, and Norman stepped out. “You all can wait here, I'm going in alone.”