Village Head's Debauchery Novels & Stories

I watch as one of the Elders then steps forward, standing tall, states, "Well, maybe it is time to review and remove that agreement... Especially if our villagers can't even pick their own partners... We don't need your protection anymore, we can protect ourselves..." The big beast turns, faces the Elder, and laughs. "Really?? Is that why everyone in this village is currently sitting on their knees in front of me?" He then walks over to stand in front of him. I don't hear what he says as he then grabs his head and snaps his neck, throwing him to the ground. He then growls out,

The young man sniggered, "The village head is the authority of the village, so you can't go to his house just because you want! How did you two come to our village? For more than a hundred years, our village has never come into contact with outsiders." ‘The village head is the authority? It seems that they still maintain the tradition that the village head is the most authoritative in the village.’ Catelyn suddenly stopped worrying. Now, Cedrick lived in the village head's house. As long as he could wake up, with his ability to negotiate, he would certainly be able to persuade the village head.

As soon as their conversation was over, Brockley immediately got up and returned to the queue seat. He sat right beside Riley. The group left the medical center, headed for the Village Head's residence, and discussed what they would talk about next. While waiting, Brockley asked the people around him for more information. Many of them commented: "Our Village Head is a sycophant and a money launderer." "We didn't like his slow and indecisive leadership style." "If we adhere to democracy, the village head should have stepped down from his position because most of the village community agreed that he should stop serving. Unfortunately, we obey the king's orders.”

Lucas got to know from that elderly that this village was named the Red Village. That elderly was the head of that village named Ergy Wobby. Ergy arranged Lucas and Debbie to a room that was considered quite tidy. "Hey, do you know me?" Debbie looked at Lucas, suspicious. "If I don't know you, will I still be with you?" Lucas said faintly. Debbie kept quiet for a few seconds. "Those villagers said you kidnapped me." Lucas shook his head. "Do you believe them?"

Speak! The village head groaned: - He was sitting in the smithy with his friends. They returned from the retreat, so they decided to celebrate, empty-headed fools. And Khron, our farrier, has a woman worse than a liar, would she let them drink bitter? So we went to the forge. And there, you see, they drank into firewood, but fell asleep. What happened next, I don't know. “Were drunk, then,” the kref narrowed his eyes. “They got drunk and burned out, and now I put them to rest in peace.”

Unaware of the treacherous people backstabbing him, Lucifer shifted into the village where Belial said was some serious problem and the common people from that village are suffering. A dozen guards accompanied him, which is the usual protocol if he travels anywhere away from the palace. Slowly he made his way towards the middle of the village, where the village head resides. Lucifer intended to talk to the village head about the problems faced by the village people. But slowly he began to notice the looks of hatred and anger thrown his way by the villagers. He began to get confused by their reaction. Their usual smiles and greetings were absent, instead, they are looking at him as if he betr

Village Head Fan announced. “Head Fan! That is too risky!” “Elder Light is right, Head Fan! You are our leader. You cannot put yourself at risk! Please reconsider.” Several elders immediately argued. They wanted him to change his mind. “It’s exactly because I’m the leader of this village that I cannot cower in times like these. I am the Village Head. But I’m also the strongest warrior we have. It would be a waste to hide in fear” Village Head Fan waved his hands and shut down their arguments with his words. He was the strongest in the village! That was all. He couldn’t cower. It was in times like these that he had to shine brighter than anything and anyone else in the village.

Most of the time he bound it back with a strip of leather however it had snapped the day before into two useless lengths, and he had nothing to replace it with until he cured the new rabbit hide. Down at the village, the womenfolk and children retreated into the houses whilst the menfolk met the army in the town square. The priests moved forward, and slowly the women and children crept back out, only for there to be a reaction as the soldiers began to enter the houses and businesses, with the villagers huddling together defensively whilst there was an angry confrontation between the head of the village and the priest that saw the soldiers wrestle the man down onto his knees and lop off his h

“Just let her sell it if she wants to, you old hag! It’s not like she’s selling your land! It’s none of your business!” With that said, a few villagers who wanted to sell their homes jumped in, sneering. “I know, right? We spent our own money buying this house, and it’s none of your business who we want to sell it to!” “You’re getting older and sillier! You not wanting to move out doesn’t mean that we don’t want to move out!” “What a busybody! Just mind your own business!” The village head felt wronged hearing those words, but she did not argue with them as she instead turned to say to the young men, “Leave us alone, and don’t show up in our village again! We don’t welcome you people here! I

They also put on baked confections and I was talking with the village head while eating it. "And, why in our village?" Cecil then answered the village chief's question with details. I see that she stopped for a while, then glanced at me, thinking that I would not be able to explain it properly. Good grief, though it's true that I often play with women, I'm not that of a fool you know. Well, Cecil dared me to think about it, I imagined myself playing with the girls in this village. She really understand me myself. "Hmm, that's a splendid mission."