Lord Evolution: Starting With Overpowered Sacrifice System

1st Hamlet

It was nighttime, and most of the Hamlet's population had retired to bed.

MOAN~

Inside the room of one of the bigger huts in the Hamlet, soft, stimulating moans could be heard.

Tico, the youngest of the twin friends of Jareth, could be seen engaged in intense intercourse with a gorgeous red-haired young lady who lay on the bed back-first, her beautiful face and sumptuous blossom facing the young man.

Tico drilled her flower cave with a grin on his face, thrusting at a speed that would tire out any other young man, while the young lady moaned in a loud voice that could be heard by nearby huts.

Yet, all of a sudden, Tico's drilling halted.

His eyes widened, the grin on his face slowly disappearing and turning into a frown.

"Why did you stop~ Please plow me, master Tico." The young lady spoke seductively, lifting her hands and wrapping them around his neck before wrapping her leg around his waist.

But Tico was unresponsive to her advances as the frown on his face kept deepening.

"How?" he suddenly muttered.

"Am I not good enough anymore?" Sadness was plastered on the horny young lady's face as she moved her hands and held his manhood.

Nevertheless, unlike his fully rigid erection a few seconds ago, his manhood had gone flaccid, making her even more depressed. Was she no longer sexy enough to give him a boner? How unworthy had she suddenly become in such a short time? Was he going to call the other young ladies who were ready to give him their body?

"Why...." she questioned with tears in her eyes.

Tico's eyes suddenly connected with hers, a cold glint flashed across as he ordered her to get out of the room in a chilly tone.

The young lady was stunned and could not move for some time. Only when Tico reminded her again with his emotionless voice did she get up from the bed, grab her dress, and run out of the room with tears in her eyes.

Meanwhile, Tico quickly grabbed his clothes and put them on, strolling toward the exit with hurried steps.

Nevertheless, before he could open the door, someone else pushed it open from outside. It was his twin, Zane.

"You felt it as well?" Zane asked.

Tico quickly nodded. "I was about to come ask you the same question. What might have happened? Two of our best Monsterborn have been killed."

The two brothers had frowns on their faces. Who in the Hamlet might have been strong enough to defeat their powerful Monsterborn?

As far as they knew, no one in the entire collection of hamlets could defeat their weakest Monsterborn.

Yet two of their strongest were slain in a single night.

The issue got the twins worried.

"Should we tell Jareth?" Tico suddenly asked.

Zane quickly shook his head, rejecting the proposal. "We cannot share any bad news with Jareth, he might lose his temper. We do not want that incident to repeat itself."

Tico nodded his head. Indeed, they could not afford to piss off Jareth.

The two brothers discussed for a few minutes before going their separate ways. One went to further his night duties while another went out to bring another female to his hut for carnal night activities.

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11th Hamlet.

The next morning quickly approached. The sunlight bled on the Hamlet.

Currently, the small population of the Hamlet were gathered around the storage house, where the corpses of two horrible creatures could be seen.

"They really did it!"

"They slew the monsters that have been stealing our harvest!"

"Look at these monsters, they look so big and powerful. Those two youths really defeated them alone? How strong are they?"

"All my life I have never imagined I would be opportune to meet teenagers so powerful. Are they really from one of these hamlets?"

"Mommy, when I grow up, can I become as strong as them?"

"Could it be they are akin to the legends of magic swordsmen we've always heard about?"

The people discussed amongst themselves.

The farmers were more gladdened by the death of these monsters. Now they could farm in peace without fearing that some unknown night creature would come steal their crops.

Seeing the handiwork of Ragnar and Noah, everyone rejoiced that they had accepted their rulership.

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Meanwhile, at the same time, Ragnar and Noah relaxed in their separate huts.

Ragnar sat in a lotus position inside his room with a calm expression on his face as he focused on absorbing mana from the magic gem between his hands, relaxing on his lap, to refill his MP.

|| MP has been fully restored || Onyx's voice notified.

Ragnar's eyes fluttered open, filled with brilliance. Not wasting time, he called for his virtual assistant to reveal his character status, curious to see what his new rank had given him. He was quite busy after the situation last night and forgot to observe them.

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HOST: Ragnar Yellowwood

LEVEL: 10 ( XP: 700/1500 )

HP: 150/150

MP: 75/75

RANK: F

INNATE SKILL: Sacrifice Lvl 1

ACQUIRED SKILLS: Blade mastery Lvl 2, Efficient harvest Lvl 1, Inspiring Orator Lvl 1, Muscle Enhancement Lvl 1, Power Inspection Lvl 1, Blazing Blade Lvl 1

ATTRIBUTES:

• PHYSIQUE: 7.8

• AGILITY : 8.3

• SPIRIT : 7.3

TERRITORIES:

⤷ 10th Hamlet (FF) ▶ Details

⤷ 11th Hamlet (FF) ▶ Details

COMBINED TERRITORY RATING: FF

[🎒 Inventory] [📜 Quest] [🛞Wheel]

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Ragnar studied the details of his character status with a smile on his face.

Seeing his HP and MP, which had both reached a new peak with a 50% upgrade, the smile on his face could not help but widen.

At the same time, he also noted the new territory added to his territory list. He quickly clicked on its details to learn more about it.

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Name: 10th Hamlet

Rank: FF

Progress to F-rank: 47%

Population: 30

Main resource: Small farmland, Timber, Carpenter

Remark — Improving, though more improvements are needed in food and shelter

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"It's not that bad, actually," Ragnar muttered.

"They also have timber and carpenters," he continued.

Ragnar's mind quickly sank into how to run the territory for the time he had decided to remain here. He cooked up a plan in his mind, and without wasting further time, he proceeded with them.

He strolled outside his hut and was greeted with the faces of a few women holding trays of food, awaiting him.

"Chief Ragnar."

"Chief Ragnar, good morning, you are looking awesome as ever."

"We have prepared these meals to soothe the hunger of you and your partner."

The women presented their food with smiles on their faces.

While they were presenting the food, Noah was dragged to the gathering by two little boys who giggled as they brought him into the crowd.

Ragnar smiled.

"My partner and I appreciate your hard work," he said.

"You can serve the food. My partner and I will return to eat after we're done with our task at hand."

The women smiled happily, they brought the food into the hut one after the other.

"We have a task assigned for this morning?"

Once the women had served the food and left, Noah asked Ragnar with a questioning expression on his face.

Ragnar nodded his head, then he shared his discoveries about the carpenter in the Hamlet. Hearing his discoveries, Noah was just as elated.

With the help of the two little boys who refused to leave their side, they located the carpenter.

It was a middle-aged man with a bald head and of average height. Coincidentally, he was the father of one of the boys. He was called Daniel.

Daniel had a small workshop at the back of his house where he made simple wood crafts, the likes of tables, stools, and even some toys he had made for his son.

Although the woodcrafts were simple, in a place like this where the majority of men were hunters and farmers, he could be considered rare.

Seeing the two of them in his workshop, a smile appeared on Daniel's face as he welcomed them.

"Good day, Daniel. Your son told us about your woodcrafts, and we were intrigued to come pay you a visit," Ragnar lied with a smile.

"Really?" Daniel's eyes shone with excitement. He turned to his son and gave him a quick thumbs-up before returning his gaze to Ragnar and Noah.

"I am just a lowly wood lover amongst many strong hunters and talented farmers, hehe," he replied.

Ragnar smiled, seeing Daniel trying to be humble. If only he knew what his talent could achieve.

"Have you ever considered using your talent on a larger scale? Like building a house?" Ragnar said.

"Building a house?" Daniel's eyes widened again, this time with surprise.