The Fat God System

Fine! Fine!" the bandit shouted as he looked at Hugh's dark, cold eyes. "I'll tell you, so spare me, please!"

Hugh let go of the bandit and gave him a breathing room. The torture was done, and now, it was his time to reap the rewards.

"Who sent you the information?" Hugh asked.

"We don't know who he is, but we know he is from an organization," the bandit said with his head down.

Hugh looked at the bandit and saw that he was telling the truth. There was no sign of lies in his body, no heart raised, no palpitations, and no nervous tics.

There seemed to be a piece of truth in the bandit's words. Hugh decided to believe the information that he had gotten from this bandit.

"Who are they?" Hugh asked.

"I don't know!" the bandit said as he flinched away from Hugh even though Hugh did not move his hand. He had developed a trauma from Hugh's torture.

"They send out different people every time we met, so we don't know who they are," the bandit continued.

Hugh could see no sign of lies, so it was still the truth. However, everything will have been useless if Hugh did not know who the informant was.

"What can you recall from them?" Hugh said as he once again put pressure on the bandit.

"Gkkk!" the bandit could not breathe once again. His fight or flight response panicked, and he knew that the only way he would survive was to tell Hugh the truth.

However, the bandit honestly did not know who the informant was. He tried to investigate them back then, but he did not find anything.

Should he lie? No, Hugh would find it out. However, what could he tell Hugh that would make him satisfied? Will he die at this time?

"They smell of oil!" the bandit shouted in the very last second before he suffocated from Hugh's pressure.

Hugh stood up and looked at the bandit. Every sense of Hugh's told him that the bandit's words were the truth. Although this was a tiny piece of evidence, Hugh already got a decadent guess on who the informant was.

Hugh rubbed his chin as he was in deep thought. From his previous experiences, Hugh guessed that the informant was the Shark Loan organization.

They were the only ones who had given him an impression that was the same as the bandits. When he went towards the organization of the Shark Loan, he had also smelled the smell of oil.

This was a guess, but Hugh was sure of it. It also made sense since they were the ones who had captured Mia in the first place.

Then why would the Shark Loan organization try to sabotage the Cheroque kingdom? What are they trying to achieve?

Could the Shark Loan company be trying to prevent the commander from finding Mia? Then, they would mean that Hugh and the Shark Loan company's motives align.

However, knowing them, Hugh figured out that the Shark Loan company had other plans. They were indeed not doing this out of the goodness of their heart.

Once Hugh found this out, he knew that this would be a sound information bargain chip that he would sue the commander.

He was sure that the commander would appreciate his affords to find those who had sabotaged his army supplies.

"Go," Hugh said as he pushed the bandit away from him.

The bandit was surprised at first. He thought that Hugh would kill him since he had not given him a satisfying answer.

Even if the bandit had given Hugh an answer, most people would kill the bandit either way. This was a dog-eat-dog world, and there was no need for innocence.

"Do you want to die?" Hugh asked as he saw the flabbergasted bandit.

The bandit quickly shook his head. He did not want to die, but he was still surprised about the situation.

"Then leave before I change my mind," Hugh said as he turned around and walked away from the bandit.

The bandit quickly stood up and ran away from the situation. However, before he escaped, he took one last look at Hugh.

"Sir, should we pursue the bandit?" a soldier asked.

This was the soldier that Hugh had saved, and it seemed that they all wanted to kill the bandit.

It was a reasonable request. That was the bandit that had killed most of their comrades, so they were seething in anger as they saw the bandit escaping.

Hugh looked at the three soldiers and saw that they were all itching to charge towards the bandit. From their crazed eyes, Hugh guessed they would chase after the bandit even after Hugh ordered them not to.

"Do you want to anger the commander?" Hugh asked with a calm voice.

As soon as Hugh mentioned the commander, the three men were splashed back into reality. No matter how much they were angry, they cannot afford to anger the commander.

"What is your purpose?" Hugh asked the soldiers.

The soldiers were all silent with Hugh's words. They were just panes in a bigger game, and all they had to do was follow orders.

If they cannot follow orders, then they were not fit to be soldiers. This was a crime that would shatter their honor.

"Our priority right now is to make sure that this supply carriage is delivered back to the army," Hugh said as he pointed towards the abandoned carrier full of army supplies.

"Now, I'll ask you again," Hugh said as he looked at the three soldiers in the eyes. "Do you want to waste your time chasing after a single bandit?"

The answer was simple, and the soldiers knew what it was. They had forgotten this simple thing, so they just saluted back to Hugh and walked towards the carriage.

No matter how much they wanted to revenge, they should first deliver the supply and accomplish their mission. Revenge was a dish best served cold.

Hugh looked at the three soldiers cleaning up the supply carriage. He could have killed the bandit and saved the soldier's time, but he did not.

This army was his enemy, and it was better if they were smaller in number and were not in their right mind. Also, the bandit will want to take revenge.

This was all in Hugh's plans. The bandits would surely want to take revenge. This was a common thing.

However, the bandit could not do so by himself. He would have to ask for a much bigger organization by himself.

Who? It was none other than the Shark Loan company. Since the Shark Loan company was the one who had ordered a hit on the Cheroque army, then they were the ones who had sufficient charge against the military.

If the bandit were to ask for their help, they would surely be happy to accept him. Then, they would probably attack the army supplies once again with more men and more stores.

This was the chance that Hugh wanted. If the Shark Loan company gets involved, he could capture one of their people to try and interrogate them.

Once he gets ahold of their people, he could find out why the Shark Loan company was going against the Cheroque kingdom army.

Then, Hugh would issue an agreement between them. As the old motto said, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Of course, Hugh would not trust them completely. He was not an idiot. There is no way that the Shark Loan company would not coordinate double cords against him.

Of course, Hugh would be prepared for that. He would try to take advantage of both situations and kill two birds with one stone.

He would give the Shark Loan company inside information about the Cheroque kingdom and their commander.

Then, he would sit back and relax as the two armies crash and burn against each other. This was a way to defeat two Goliaths.

"Let's go," Hugh said as he saw the soldiers finish their preparations. It was time to head back to the commander and bring him the good news of his return.

Once Hugh returned to the army, he could see looks directed at him and the supply carriage riding.

Everyone thought that he would die, but he exceeded every expectation. They did know that the platoon leader was capable of this.

"Commander, I have come back with the supplies," Hugh said as he kneeled towards the commander.

The commander looked at Hugh, then at the supply carriage. He could see that it was still in top condition even after bandits had ravaged through it.

He also noticed that Hugh's clothes were still devoid of any blood nor dirt. He seemed to have defeated bandits that were too much even for his soldiers.

This was no easy feat. Not many people could do this, and he could count on two hands at Hugh's level.

Everyone thought that the platoon leader had only gotten his position through nepotism, but it seemed that he had skills.