I’m a Rebel in Another World

Chapter 42: The Killing Stick

After the boys were beaten, they obediently leaned against the doorway sobbing.

Only then did a man wearing leather armor emerge, scanning the boys on both sides: "Now, maintain distance front and back, and follow the guards forward!"

A few minutes later, Henwil and the others were brought to an open field.

The sky was very dark at this time, with no moon visible except for some stars.

It must have been just before dawn, as this was the only time period that was exceptionally dark.

A shirtless man walked up to the boys, examining each of these tear-streaked youths one by one.

This burly man stood nearly two meters tall, bald with a beard, his bare upper body covered with various scars.

Sword cuts, stab wounds, burns...

The bald man walked past the boys with disgust, frowning as he said: "Did you crawl out of a cesspit? Why do you all smell so awful!

Go take a bath right now! The pool is over there, and time is limited.If you don't finish washing within the allotted time, you'll receive some special rewards!"

With that, an hourglass was placed on a table that had been moved over.

Estimating the flow rate, there should be about ten minutes.

Where the bald man pointed, oil lamps were lit, about five hundred meters away.

One boy suddenly started running, but after just two steps, he let out a piercing scream.

He was knocked to the ground by a stone thrown from the bald man's hand, clutching his bleeding head and screaming in pain.

The bald man said coldly: "Did I say begin? Are you this disobedient?"

Then the bald man looked coldly at everyone: "I don't need clever people here, and I especially hate cunning little brats!"

The boys were terrified into silence, no one daring to move or speak.

The bald man slapped the table: "Hurry up and go! It's started!"

Hearing this, the boys scrambled toward the lighted area.

None of them believed the bald man's "special rewards" were anything good, and nobody wanted to earn them.

Henwil wasn't the fastest runner, just ensuring he stayed in the first group.

However, Henwil was taking off his clothes while running.

By the time he reached the pool, he was already completely naked.

Kicking off his boots, he scooped up water to wash himself.

He finished washing in three minutes, including washing his hair.

Then Henwil pulled on his pants, put on his shoes, and ran while putting on the rest of his clothes.

When he returned to his original position, there was still some time left in the hourglass - about a minute or so.

Several boys were already there by now, and the bald man glanced at Henwil before turning his attention to those still running back.

Half an hour later, the last boy returned to the group.

The bald man clapped his hands: "Excellent! Excellent! Some people were actually this slow! You're wasting my precious time - you all deserve to die!"

The bald man walked over to those who had seriously exceeded the time limit: "Speak! Why were you so slow?"

The questioned youth, or rather girl, had tears welling in her eyes: "We're girls! We had to wait for the boys to leave before we could take off our clothes to bathe!"

The bald man bent down, pinching the girl's chin: "Oh? You really do look like a little girl! Quite pretty actually!"

The bald man showed a ferocious smile to the terrified little girl: "Then take off your clothes now! I want to see if you're really a girl!"

The little girl struggled: "Sir, please spare me!"

The bald man said coldly: "Count of three! Take off your clothes!"

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

A sickening crack!

The little girl's neck was snapped by the bald man, who then tossed the limp body aside: "Strip her clothes! Hang her up! Let everyone see!"

The man in leather armor started to say something.

But the bald man glared at him: "Since you handed them over to me, you should know my rules! What's wrong with a few disobedient ones dying?!

The goods I produce have always been the best! And high-quality goods need to pay a price to attract customers' attention when they hit the shelves!"

The leather armor man said quietly: "These people aren't cheap! You'd better watch the attrition rate!"

The bald man spat: "Get lost! Your task is done! What happens next isn't your business!"

The leather armor man gave him a deep look, then turned and left.

The burly guards dragged the little girl's corpse and, following the bald man's orders, stripped her naked and hung her up.

The bald man pointed at the corpse with satisfaction, looking at the other little girls: "Now it's your turn! Choose - strip naked? Or end up like her?"

Faced with death, the little girls had no choice but to comply.

Sobbing, enduring the humiliation, they took off their clothes in front of everyone.

The bald man looked at those immature bodies with a wicked smile, circling around like a pervert examining them.

Just as everyone thought he was going to do something, the bald man suddenly wiped the smile from his face.

He waved to his subordinates: "I said it! If they exceed the time limit, they get rewards!

I never go back on my word!"

Amidst the crying and screaming, the guards rushed over, grabbed the girls and threw them onto the punishment frame.

Then they began whipping them directly, leaving crimson whip marks on those snow-white bodies.

The bald man roared at the boys: "See?! Here I make no distinction between male and female, no excuses accepted!

You're not children in my eyes! You're not even human! You're just goods! Goods that need processing!"

Subsequently, all the late boys received ten lashes.

Twelve boys including Henwil hadn't been late, but the bald man was still furious.

"You swine, can't you even bathe properly? Didn't I say? Don't let me smell your stench! Didn't you hear me clearly?"

Then, except for Henwil, the remaining eleven boys were also dragged over to be beaten.

Only Henwil remained in the field. Seeing the bald man's scrutinizing gaze, Henwil sensed trouble.

Sure enough, moments later, the bald man sniffed Henwil: "You washed very cleanly! Ran fast too, not late.

Seems you're an obedient child! I like that! Only obedient children get candy!"

Then the bald man's tone shifted: "But! I believe I also said earlier that I hate cunning little brats!

So, brat! Tell me, why were you so cunning? Who told you to take off your clothes halfway?"

Thus, Henwil was also strung up.

The whip truly hurt when it struck!

Especially since this whip was dipped in saltwater!

They were literally disinfecting while beating!

This was no assassin training base - it was clearly a prison!

Whether you submitted or not, they'd start with a round of disciplinary beating to break your spirit first.