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Shut up: You, Nymphomaniac Evil Sword

A young philosopher ends up in a war-torn world, where he finds himself among the poor and needy rebels who fight against the humongous army of the corrupted and merciless Alliance government. The Mystery behind his appearance in this new world, slowly unravels as he travels the magical world and faces new challenges. The story follows the philosopher's journey along with his companion, a Nymphomaniac Evil sword, through this modern and magical world, as he experiences different battles, adventures and his own personal dilemmas. Please bear with my English and Thank you all for reading Disclaimer :The cover picture doesn't belong to me, if the artist wants it to be removed it will be removed......

Half_Blind · Peperangan
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248 Chs

a spark

Even though the bar was open, it was almost empty.

  Sam went to the counter and ordered a bottle of rum. After having six glasses, Sam was starting to get a little drunk. In reality a warrior won't get drunk even if they had 10 bottles because the warrior essence inside them will sober them up.

  unless it was some really potent or specially made liquor. 

So when a warrior wants to get drunk he has to specifically control the warrior essence inside him.

Even Though Sam had gotten drunk, he was not finding any solution to the problem that had appeared in his head. 

Sam was not particularly a meticulous person, but whenever he found a problem he had the mentality to indulge in it too much.

Sam " Hah... has my body started developing immunity to this magical medicine, fu..k I have heard that when people take those alchemist pills too much they start developing immunity to its effect... maybe I should drink a little more, for it to work...."

As he drank the eighth glass, the bartender who was observing Sam from the beginning gave out a sigh.

Bartender spoke in his mind " young people these days, they lose their courage easily... What could this guy's problem be..... he broke up with his girlfriend, he is in debt....why would anyone get drunk at noon otherwise... or maybe he is just another drunkard, but he doesn't look like one with an addiction.... I hope he doesn't create a mess..."

Sam saw the bartender keenly observing him and understood that maybe he was seen as a drunkard. The bartender walked towards him and advised,

" Young man, the sun is still high, you shouldn't get too drunk at such a time.... I don't know what is the matter with you, but you are still young and strong, you can still start anew..."

Sam " anew....anew.....that is it..... I should start a new rebellion which will reach the throat of the alliance government, no it will be a new revolution.....

What has happened to me, ever since I started living with human's I have become soft... If I was still inside the Red and Black smoke, I would have died a hundred times.... I should destroy the enemy before he even has the chance to make his move... I should make the  preemptive strike.

I have already destroyed a squad of spaceships, and almost killed one of the young masters of the leading families.

  exposed the Bloody church that had some secret connection with the Alliance government and probably created many other problems for the alliance government... I am already the thorn in their eyes and one of the primary targets to be destroyed....

And I am roaming around sightseeing...

Thanks to the good old Earth, which has seen countless revolutions and rebellions, I won't be lacking plans and ideas.... "

Sam lifted the 10th glass up " Cheers .. to the great Sage Karl Marx and all the great revolutionaries of good old earth... to a new revolution..."

The bartender was gobsmacked to see the youngster yelling loudly something in some unknown language, he thought " did this guy go cuckoo... then I am in real mess.."

Sam had accidentally yelled out in his original mother tongue.

  It is said that when one expresses their true emotions and feelings, it would be in their mother tongue.

Sam used his warrior essence to sober up, then he stood up from the counter and thanked the bartender, while giving a big tip.

As he walked out, the bartender was surprised and contradicted at the same time by the fact that this guy was rich and was still drinking some commoner's rum. 

The tip that the guy provided could have easily bought him a high class liquor.

...

Sam didn't want to waste the rum that was left in the bottle so he emptied it on the way.

A mother was scolding her child for getting low marks. " See that  guy, If you don't get good marks and cultivate well, you will be like that drunkard... a wasteral guy... without any sense of time, just getting drunk and wasting life without any care..."

The child was also looking at Sam with teary eyes, " did this drunkard have to appear right now, I will have to endure more lectures from mother now..."

Sam almost fell down hearing the conversation, but it was seen as the drunkard losing his balance due to intoxication.

....

Sam reached the military base and entered his room, he had to make a plan for the future. 

The original Sam would not have taken on such a venture, he would have probably found a way to escape the planet. 

But many changes appeared in him after arriving on this planet, his personality and his way of thinking all of it transformed. 

There was also the major reason of love and empathy.

" Hmm... That prince is haughty and conceited, He wanted to use me for his own agenda.

  But this is also a good opportunity ... I can use him..... A revolution can be started by a single person but it needs many people to end it in success. 

I need my own army ...to spread the fire that I am going to light..."

Nobody would have expected that, the plan thought up by a drunkard ... would end up shaking not just the planet Ayangdad but the whole galaxy...