429: Bigger trouble

Chapter 428: Bigger Trouble

Ten-odd minutes later, the holographic projection of Luca III disappeared, and the military radio returned to silence.

Luca III gave Dick's profound knowledge and outstanding abilities extremely high praise, and even appointed Dick as the deputy leader of the special investigation team at the end.

Unlike the temporary position Isurna casually gave him when she was getting him out, this was a proper official post, the kind with an official designation.

As for Claude, he was merely a member of the special investigation team. During the investigation period, Dick could even order him around!

In just one day, Dick transformed from a prisoner into an enviable civil servant.

As for the leader of the special investigation team, that was undoubtedly Isurna. No one was more qualified than her.

"Dick," Isurna assumed a lecturing posture and said seriously, "Just now in the mess hall, you shouldn't have been so reckless..."

In Isurna's view, since Dick possessed the strength to overwhelm thousands of soldiers, he could have completely retreated unscathed.

Instead of beating all the soldiers unconscious, escalating the incident, and making his reputation even worse...

Saying this, Isurna unfastened the straps under her armpits, took off her breastplate, revealing the soft lining.

The next second, Isurna directly pulled Dick into her embrace, speaking softly and gently.

"Dick, you were suddenly teleported to a foreign land due to an accident, got involved in a murder case, and were even framed as the murderer..."

"I know you harbor resentment in your heart. The soldiers in the military camp are rough men who don't understand etiquette, and their actions were indeed too much..."

Dick's body stiffened, not daring to move. The sudden warm embrace caught him completely off guard.

Isurna's breath was like fragrant orchids, every word stirring his nerves, like an irresistible beautiful dream, pulling Dick deeper and deeper.

"Promise me, Dick, that from now on, before acting impulsively, you must tell me first..."

"If possible, I want to help you relieve the 悶悶 in your heart as much as I can. Everything will get better!"

At this moment, Dick's brain crashed, his rock-solid rationality briefly offline.

At this moment, Dick only wanted to rub his head against Isurna's chest and be the fragile boy she spoke of.

This was a common occurrence. Isurna's strategies were always hard to resist, easily bypassing Dick's defenses, causing him to fall without realizing it.

Crack!

Suddenly, Isurna tapped Dick's head, immediately restoring his clarity. He sat up somewhat awkwardly.

Isurna's face was flushed, her hands protecting her chest, and she puffed out her cheeks, saying, "Just now you turned your head and opened your mouth... what were you trying to do?"

Facing Isurna's questioning, Dick licked his lips, coughed lightly, and quickly changed the subject.

"Actually, I don't harbor any resentment in my heart. After all, Commander Ruien is deeply loved, so the soldiers' behavior is understandable."

Hearing this, Isurna looked puzzled and couldn't help but ask, "Then why did you..."

"I did that to avoid more trouble."

Dick never put on meaningless airs, nor was he a petty person. He had never felt resentment because of the soldiers' malicious actions.

But constant retreat would only exacerbate bullying. Bullying the weak is the inherent flaw of all living beings.

Only by showing strength, making the bullies pay the price, and demonstrating to those around that he was not to be trifled with, would bullying come to an end.

The thousands of soldiers in the mess hall earlier were merely sacrificial lambs for Dick to kill a chicken to warn the monkeys, using them to make the hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the entire military camp behave.

Of course, now that Dick has completely cleared his name, he naturally won't be disliked anymore.

However, the soldiers of Superville will likely become fearful afterward, not daring to approach him again, which is completely the opposite of before.

For Dick, this was a good thing. Anyway, he didn't plan on making any friends in the military camp.

"Hehe, Dick, but doing this Matt bring you bigger trouble."

Hearing Isurna's meaningful words, Dick frowned and immediately asked, "What do you mean by bigger trouble?"

"That is..."

"Dick Grudia, come out and fight me!"

A deafening roar came from outside the military tent, thick and rough, carrying a sense of primal power.

"See, this is the trouble you're about to face."

Isurna shook her head and chuckled lightly. As someone who had experienced the same trouble, she knew very well.

Superville soldiers have always lacked no battle-hungry madmen. The stronger Dick appeared, the more he would attract this group of people.

Outside the military tent, a giant man nearly three meters tall stood proudly with his arms crossed.

He wore only military trousers. His upper body was covered in explosive muscles, bulging veins constantly pulsed, and shocking scars were incredibly hideous.

Just standing there created a suffocating sense of oppression, like a bloodthirsty beast poised to strike, ready to pounce at any moment!

Dick sighed, walking out of the military tent helplessly. As his gaze swept over, the giant man's identity information appeared in his field of vision.

"Name": Matt Krum.

"Race": Human, Male.

"Age": 35 years old.

"Profession": Berserker, Level 54.

"Talents": Demonic Ox Strength (Advanced), Demonic Rabbit Speed (Advanced), Demonic Eagle Eye (Advanced), Demonic Rhino Defense (Advanced)... Hero·Berserker.

"Recent Encounters": Responded to Luca III's call, left his hometown to join the army, and vowed to become the Military God of Superville.

"Current Status": ...

With just one look, Dick sighed again.

Indeed, just as Isurna said, bigger trouble was waiting for him!

The Mandate of Heaven remained stable as always. This Matt was a figure Dick had never heard of in his past ninety-nine lives. He didn't expect him to become a Berserker Hero in this life.

And honestly, Matt's extremely classic appearance, extremely classic talents, extremely classic personality... he was just an extremely classic Berserker Hero.

And this was where Dick's headache lay. Matt was clearly very difficult to deal with, because he wouldn't be afraid of him like ordinary soldiers would.

No, people who could awaken the Berserker Hero's destiny simply didn't have the emotion of "fear"!

It was foreseeable that even if he defeated Matt, he would only become stronger the more he fought, and the more he fought... excited.

"Dick Grudia, let's have a true man's battle!"

Seeing Dick come out, Matt's breathing immediately became much more rapid. Even after hearing everything that happened in the mess hall, he wasn't afraid in the slightest.

"Calm down and listen to me first. The Divine Machine Witch committed another crime in the Royal Palace not long ago. I have cleared my suspicion, and the Investigating Officers will issue an announcement shortly..."

Before Dick could finish, Matt directly interrupted, "What the hell does that have to do with me!"

"..."

Damn it, this guy seemed a bit too classic.

Dick noticed that in Matt's eyes, there was only pure battle intent, unmixed with any other thoughts, not even the desire to win or lose. He was just fighting for the sake of fighting.

"Listen, Dick Grudia!"

"I'm different from other soldiers. I'm not under Commander Ruien's command, nor do I worship him, and I don't care who assassinated him."

"All I care about is you, the you who defeated 3472 soldiers in 14 minutes and 23 seconds!"

Saying this, a hint of fanaticism crept into Matt's eyes. His joints constantly made crisp cracking sounds, and his entire body's muscles trembled.

"Today, no matter what, we must have a battle, no matter what!"

"So stop talking nonsense, let's fight!"

The next second, Dick's figure flickered, retreating dozens of meters.

And where he had just stood, a terrifying deep pit instantly appeared, caused by Matt's fist slamming down heavily.

"Good reaction speed," Matt pulled his right hand out of the ground, his eyes gleaming as they locked onto Dick again, "What about the next strike?"

Just as Dick stood firm, Matt's fist followed closely, a heavy sound of air breaking ringing in his ears.

Undoubtedly, Matt had no intention of holding back. This was actually his full-power strike. If it hit Dick's head, he would likely die tragically on the spot!

After an extreme dodge, Dick pulled away and frowned, saying, "You want to kill me?"

"That's right," Matt nodded, laughing wildly, "I just want to kill you, or... be killed by you!"