Great Demon King

GDK 496: Not Your Goddamn Business

The Braingorge Rakshas was a type of soft-bodied ocean creature that survived by feeding on the brains of humans and beasts. They gained access to the brain by boring through the eyes, nostrils, or ears of their prey.

They would only appear in the deepest parts of the seas. Their bodies of soft, flexible tissue could rapidly reconnect even if they had been chopped into multiple pieces. Besides setting it ablaze in a raging fire, most attacks hardly had any effect on them. As they lived in the depths of the ocean, it was not an easy task for an average person to injure them through arson.

To Han Shuo’s knowledge, this rare creature known as the Braingorge Rakshas was of all sorts of uses. If used as medicine, it could be refined into a cognitive-enhancing pill, severed limbs could be re-joined if applied externally. What’s more, by utilizing demonic arts with a few special materials, it could even be refined into a demonic weapon which could shatter the brain of any creature with just sound waves.

Of course, its most wondrous use is its ability to restore the brainpower of humans and beasts. Han Shuo suspected that the Braingorge Rakshas’ consumption of the brains of other creatures granted their flesh wonderful healing property for the human brain. For a demonic art practitioner like Han Shuo, by making use of the amazing properties of a Braingorge Rakshas’ body, Han Shuo could entirely construct himself a brain that was a carbon copy of his own. With that, even if his head were shattered during certain great battles, as long as his consciousness was not scattered, he could use the brain refined from Braingorge Rakshas to take the place, and still live free and unfettered as before.

In his undertaking of reconstructing Gilbert a new physical body, Han Shuo had the most headache when it came to reforging the brain. Braingorge Rakshas were classified as those kinds of rare, precious creatures that one could only come across in some fortuitous encounter. Han Shuo had never expected to ever obtain a Braingorge Rakshas. In fact, he even planned to use other material in its place for structuring Gilbert’s new brain. To his surprise, he managed to see such a precious good at the auction sale.

It was for all these reasons that when the auctioneer screeched as he explained the wonderful uses of the Braingorge Rakshas that Han Shuo was so excited and no longer cared about Lilian’s insistence for the Viride Leaf.

“Brain-Eating Beast. Starting price 10 thousand gold coins. May the highest bidder win!” After a round of shouting, the auctioneer announced the beginning bid in a manner which stoked the audience.

There truly were quite a number of people interested in the item. Right after the auctioneer’s shriek fell, from the second and third floors, rows of eye-catching red lights lit up as people triggered their bidding devices as though their lives depended on it. Perhaps unable to repress their excitement, sounds of people gasping for breath could even be heard from a few VIP rooms. Evidently, there were some who were completely engrossed in this auction item.

“The Finance Minister’s son, and the Defense Minister’s grandson, Oh yea, and the Imperial Chief Magus’s daughter, seemed to be somewhat mentally challenged!” Sophie lamented in a low voice as though she was grieving for those pitiful fellas.

Han Shuo raised his head to look at Braque up on the third floor. That arrogance of Braque’s made Han Shuo very much irritated. Thereupon, Han Shuo stuck out his ‘big belly’, revealed a silly smile, and rudely said to Braque, “Not your goddamn business!”

The audience sank into turmoil!

Compared to the bold and financially unconstrained way Han Shuo bid the last time, the commotion he caused this time was far more intense. Much of the audience stared foolishly at Han Shuo, with absolutely no clue as to how this seemingly simple-minded fatty could behave in such a reckless manner.

From among the audience, Sophie watched on as Han Shuo performed this deviant and unreasonable behavior, she simply didn’t know what to do. She looked at that unsightly face of Braque’s in absolute disbelief, and turned her sight to that insufferably arrogant Han Shuo. At this moment, Sophie was pleased, yet worried.

Throughout his life, Braque had never, ever before been disgraced in such a way in any public places. As one of the key descendants of the Pillon Royal Family, all those who met with Braque would deliberately fawn on him. Commoners, bandits, no matter how crude or unmannerly, would conceal their common day insolence before Braque.

But unexpectedly, truly unexpectedly, right there in that auction house where the gentries gathered, an honest-looking fatty of unknown origin had actually just said the words ‘not your goddamn business’ to him in front of all these people. The graceful and gentle mask that Braque wore in his ordinary days vanished from the face of the earth. Even that dagger-disguised smile was completely shredded. In an ashen face, he pointed at Han Shuo and said in a somewhat trembling voice, “Wha- What did you say? You dare say it one more time?”

“Not your goddamn business! Not your goddamn business! Not your goddamn business!” Right after, he extended three fingers towards Braque and added, “Three times!”

The auctioneer looked towards Braque fearfully and said, “Sir, even though two days ago a mishap happened with your item because of our lapses, you cannot simply do this to us!”

“Thuram! Finish him for me! No matter who he is, it is a capital offense to offend members of the House of Pillon!” Braque could no longer contain his anger. Pointing at Han Shuo, Braque gave the bodyguard beside him the command to kill.

“As you bid, Master!” Thuram replied succinctly, with a longsword in hand, he leapt down from the third floor. Silvery fighting aura began overflowing, leaving a spectacular brilliance.

However, before Thuram’s strike could do anything, Han Shuo, who was looking at Braque with all smiles, suddenly threw a punch from the stage. A streak of red radiance flashed through and hit right in the middle of the silvery fighting aura striking downwards. In an instant, an intense sound of metals colliding rang out. Thuram, along with the longsword in his hand, was thrown high up into the air, directly flying back to the third-floor room where Braque was at.

The speed at which Thuram flew upwards was even faster than when he was descending. Seeing that Thuram was going to collide with Braque, a human figure suddenly appeared and hastily reached out to catch Thuram in his path in order to avoid Braque being injured.

The person who suddenly came forth and caught Thuram was none other than Sophie’s father, sacred knight Sulo. When he got hold of Thuram, he discovered that Thuram had broken quite a few ribs, while a tremendous force came from Thuram’s body which caused him to feel extremely unwell!

Sulo’s expression abruptly changed. He thought to himself, Who is this person? How could he possess such terrifying strength?