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Chapter Eleven: A Chaotic Encounter

Gaige, unfamiliar with the identities of the transmigrators, decided to entrust the lady in the best physical condition with control of his protective shield. With divine energy gathered in his mouth, Gaige directed her not to speak to prevent spilling the energy, then rushed towards the unknown robed man carrying a Gatling gun.

The sudden deep kiss not only shocked the lady but also bewildered the other three transmigrators. None could voice their objections, realizing that Gaige's strange action was linked to the protective shield enveloping them.

Without a glance backward at the four, Gaige sprinted toward the mysterious assailant. He deftly cut two corn stalks, converting them into makeshift weapons infused with aura. While the stalks appeared normal, they possessed a sharp and robust edge, capable of dismembering a human.

"Shit!"

Gaige spun the stalks to shield himself from another volley of bullets. This time, the bullets proved more formidable than before. He kicked off the ground, twisting his body to evade the projectiles and simultaneously close the distance with the unknown robed man, whose Gatling gun would be ineffective up close.

"Shit!"

Gaige continued to swear under his breath as he chanted prayers, maintaining the divine shield and healing minor wounds inflicted by stray bullets.

"Gotcha!" Gaige exclaimed.

With precision, Gaige landed atop the Gatling gun and wasted no time. In a fluid motion, he swung his arms and sliced the man into four pieces. The man's blood and flesh splattered across the field, and Gaige belatedly noticed the destruction caused to the crops during their fight.

"Oh, those poor farmers. They'll surely be devastated by this sight," Gaige commented casually. He released his aura, preparing to return to the group. However, he felt a sense of unease as he glimpsed their terrified expressions.

Gaige's attention snapped back to the dismembered man when the severed limbs began to twitch.

"Is this the reason these four couldn't return for a month?"

Gaige tightened his loosely tied ponytail and plucked fresh stalks from the field. Reactivating his aura, he continued his assault on the robed man's remains. He relentlessly chopped and slashed at the flesh and bones strewn on the ground, sweating profusely as he worked tirelessly.

"Why am I even doing this?" Gaige scoffed at himself, unaware of the conflict that had led to this encounter. He believed he could converse with the man's spirit later if his actions turned out to be a mistake. Addressing the lifeless remains, he added, "I'll apologize to you later if I was mistaken."

To conclude, Gaige released the stalks and purified the remnants before him with his divine powers. Bathed in a silvery glow, he appeared gentle and holy, yet none of the witnesses could shake their unease after witnessing his ferocious determination.

The robed man finally evaporated, leaving only the Gatling gun behind. Gaige returned to the four transmigrators, waiting for their gratitude, but all they did was cower before him.

"Are you a purger?"

Gaige was unfamiliar with the term "purger," but he had a sense of its meaning, which pertained to exoneration. Despite his role in saving them, he knew he wasn't a "purger."

"No, I'm a fellow transmigrator." Gaige gestured toward the Gatling gun and inquired, "Is he the purger?"

Though Gaige struggled to speak fluently, the four understood the difficulties he faced due to their shared experiences.

"Y-yes, he is."

"How did you kill him when we couldn't?"

The two men barraged Gaige with questions, but he refrained from responding. His priority was to dispel the shield, which was depleting his divine powers. He didn't know when it might vanish.

"Uh-uh! Don't."

Gaige prevented the lady from speaking by once again kneeling before her. She was fearful of Gaige, but she dutifully complied with his instructions, tightly clasping her hands. Gaige touched her mouth, extracting the remaining divine energy she hadn't used.

Gaige smiled and patted the lady's hair, commending her obedience. He then asked for her name.

"M-minka."

"Hmm, the one with the system?"

Minka nodded, disappointing Gaige. Andy had described Minka as a strong and independent woman, but the timid personality before him didn't align with that image. Nevertheless, Gaige complimented her appearance.

Minka possessed a well-proportioned figure in contrast to the girl beside her, presumably Straz. Minka was tall and slender, her long black hair cascading past her waist. Locks framed her face down to her chin, accentuating her high forehead. Her dark brown eyes were adorned with long, voluminous lashes, and her pale skin gleamed. She boasted a narrow waist and ample breasts—traits that drew Gaige's attention.

"My, my, what have we here?"

Gaige intended to glean details from Minka, but a longsword was once again pointed at him, the blade grazing his neck this time. His gaze shifted to the person brandishing the weapon, and he inquired, "Are you Rowan?"