Chapter 1806: Letting The Victims Take Justice On Their Own Hands

The Boss of the Desert Rats gang.

His real name was Erleon Valetodo, he lived a life of hardships since he was a kid, lost his family to bandits, and later on due to necessity, he became a bandit himself.

Due to necessity? Perhaps it was that way for many in these wild lands.

But there were also people at an even worse situation than him, and such people didn't become bandits or outlaws.

They were desperate to survive, so they worked hard to earn money and make money smartly. They had a family to love and provide for, and instead of going for the easy way and become a bandit that pillaged from others, they worked hard to earn their money.

Once through his life, he became fixated with a certain woman, a prostitute of a El Perdido, masquerading as a mere bounty hunter, he was able to get closer to her.

She became his favorite, and the two ended together for some time. However, his obsession with her was unhealthy, and once he killed her father in a fight, she ended running away from him.

Since then, he sought after her everywhere, and for many months, his obsession with her never ended, he went as far as killing her sister and her mother as well, trying to learn where she had gone, but they simply had no idea.

However, one day, out of nowhere, she came back, he was immediately informed by several of his goons, they found her, now with a husband and a daughter!

He couldn't believe her betrayal, he had given her everything and she went and loved another man, someone that was also of her same species!

He thought that she didn't mind he was a different species, that it didn't matter they couldn't have children.

But was it all a lie?

Or maybe she simply was scared of the monster he was?

He didn't care either way, he went to claim her back, he found her, kidnaped her with his goons, and dragged her to the ruins.

In there, amidst tears, he forced her to apologize, before doing unspeakable things to her for a whole night.

Rape, torture, then murder.

His madness knew no bounds, and even after having done this, he didn't feel fulfilled.

For a moment within his mind, his wicked mind that had lost all morals, he felt a slight sense of... lost.

Perhaps not like a normal person, but he felt he had lost a precious object, an item, a toy maybe.

He fell into depression, and had been inactive since then, letting his goons do most of the work, while he drank away his sorrows.

He knew she had a daughter similar to her, and he planned to one day claim her as his, when she grew older, and looked more like her mother.

But until then, the sick man waited.

Until everything went down, his hideout was destroyed, his men slaughtered, and he was beaten to the point he could barely walk.

He had no arms now, was bleeding all over, and half-frozen.

Erleon had never been so miserable on his entire life...

"Hahh... Hahh..."

He gasped for air as he glanced at the girl.

Her face, she was exactly like her mother.

He didn't want to look at her because of this very reason, because it would awaken something within him.

"We brought him, the one that killed your mother," said Drake to Henrietita. "This man's name is Erleon Valetodo, a famous outlaw, actually. And a tough fucking nut to crack."

"W-What? You brought him here?!" the girl cried. "Dad... DAD!"

She called for her father, and after a minute, the two were in front of Erleon.

The bandit glared at them with an expression of indifference, if anything, he couldn't care less about this apology.

He clearly didn't mean it anyways.

"He's... the one that killed my wife?"

Tom glared at the huge cactus man, reduced to a beaten-up man on the floor.

He gripped his fists, glancing at him.

"So? Confess, we can tell if you're saying the truth or not, so you better do," said Drake.

"I..."

Erleon glared at the two.

"Yes, I killed her..."

He sighed, glancing elsewhere.

"Why?!"

Tom screamed.

Henrietita was just in silence.

"Why? Because she was mine... And she betrayed me!" Erleon screamed. "She went off somewhere else to marry a piece of shit like you and have a daughter... That's not fair after everything I did for her!"

"She told me you killed her father!" said Tom. "Who wouldn't run away from such a bastard?! Are you insane?!"

"That damn old man was getting too involved! He should have minded his own business!" Erleon said.

"That man was her father, you monster!" Tom said. "Of course she was his business, it was

his daughter!"

"No! He was a bastard that wanted to separate us!" Erleon said.

"Maybe because you were a bandit that kills without even thinking?! Did you really thought someone could ever love a monster like that?!" said Tom.

"W-What?!" Erleon screamed. "And what do you know about love anyways, you fuck?! You're nothing but a piece of shit that she picked after being with me! If it wasn't because I'm so weakened I would beat you to death this very instant!"

"SHUT UP!"

Henrietita exploded, glaring at Erleon while crying.

"You took away the only mother I had... the person that gave birth to me, and the person that meant everything to me..." muttered Henrietita. "In your sick mind, did you ever feel bad about it? Why don't you ever think about what others might think, or about what others feel? WHAT MY MOTHER FELT WHEN YOU KILLED HER?!"

"I was sad! I didn't want to do it, but she forced me, that bitch was-" "Shut up you narcissistic piece of shit!" Henrietita slapped his face. "You never loved her! You were only obsessed, you only wanted her as an object... You are incapable of feeling love,

that's why she stopped loving you back!"

"No that's... Ugh! You dare hit me?! Nobody hits me like that, even less a little- ACK!"

The man, however, couldn't even stand up, falling to the ground.

He was so weak that even a child could beat him...

"Yeah, I made extra sure you are weaker than a child," Drake smiled at the man. "Henrietita,

no matter what we do, and no matter what you say, your mother will never come back. Tom,

your wife will never come back."

The two sighed, looking down at the pathetic man.

Their wrath was palpable.

"So I got you another option," Drake said. "This place's rotten, justice will never be truly served unless you take it on your own hands. So? I gave him to you on a silver platter. Do

whatever you want with him."

Henrietita and Tom glanced at Drake in disbelief.

"Yeah... I'll dot," Henrietita said. "He has to pay for what he did to mom..."

"I'll make you feel all the pain she felt," Tom said, holding his kitchen knife.

The father and daughter duo grabbed Erleon, bringing him to their restaurant, and then to the

basement.

In there, his screams could not be heard, and in here, he was stabbed, sliced, tortured, and

done horrible things.

Yeah, there was no "learn to forgive" bullshit here, Drake didn't like that.

"The only thing in this world is "actions and consequences" and Erleon simply suffered the

consequences of his atrocities..."

The dragon god glanced into the blue sky, as he departed with his family.