I'm a Stingray?

Chapter 114: Arrogance (2)

The entire little crowd in this room had broken into laughter, the king was cracking it up the most until he noticed how Timothy had not yet changed expressions.

Everything about him seemed casual, but in reality the system kept alarming.

[Anger levels high]

[Anger levels high]

[Anger levels high]

[Calm down or you will collapse]

It was fair to say that he hated being laughed at, but the odds don't favour him now especially when he had swam very deep.

The king was the first to break the awkward silence in half after the laugh, asking. "Oh, you were serious about that?"

Interjecting rage with the aid of speech, Tim questioned for what seemed like the last time. "This is becoming a pain in the ass. But like I don't want to kill a king or some shit so just answer if you will give me the tribe or not?"

"Did you just threaten the king?" One of the shrimps yelled out and moved out of his spot, making a way to fight the young one.

"Silence!" The arrogant bastard of a king shouted out, and most froze on their spot and even avoided breathing.

Continuing, the shouter pitched. "This little flat fish obviously feels confident. So let's put that confidence to the test."

Unwilling to do any further task be it for the king or any other shrimp here, the sea disk felt it appropriate to add. "If you're asking me to marry your mother, then sorry. No one could be that brave."

"Oh you went there ha? We can go there. Guards!" A second later, 30 or so white-legged shrimp barged in the room and tried to figure out the problem.

Knowing a grand way to avoid trouble, he swam a meter high and thought. "This accelerated quickly."

That was one thing, but this also ruined all chances of recruiting 1 of the 37 tribes. "At least now I feel less guilty about eating a couple of these leggy whites."

"Kill the flat one! Don't let him out of here alive!" The king hollered, obviously the comment regarding his mother had managed to touch every vain of a nerve.

The first procedure the young one took, was to target the marine animal whom he hated the most here.

With a dash forward, he locked eyes with the speaker and curled his barb close to the belly, landing a blow right across the head. At this point he was sure that the weak spot belonged there.

The system joined the conversation after but only to notify, [White-legges shrimp killed. 1 system point has been given to you as a reward.]

[Total system points = 407]

"That's what you get for lying like a bitch!" Tim yelled out and headed straight forward to the next target.

With a swipe to the left, his tail ran across the face of the closest by shrimp who was without a doubt, one of the largest ones here who couldn't hold in laughter whenever the young one said anything amusing.

[White-legges shrimp killed. 1 system point has been given to you as a reward.]

[Total system points = 407]

"That shark lady was right. These shrimps are bland, or empty, whatever." He thought while swimming higher to avoid any blind strikes from the enemy. "Easy kills."

"Kill him you bastards! The hell are you running around for?" The biggest shrimp here commanded, heavily pissed of this entire situation.

Finally feeling like the superior in this situation, the young stingray answered for the rest. "They can't swim high, your pathetic majesty."

"Then I guess this battle needs a man who can reach higher." The king answered, finally lifting his fat ass from the flat rock he was laying on and stepping a foot away from the former spot.

As expected, the large shrimp's movements were slow and sloppy. Expected and yet unexpected for a marine animal who beats usual size, stretching half a meter long.

Before Timmy could let out a laugh once seeing the sloppy behaviour, the very target of mockery leaped upwards for a meter high!

It felt bizarre at least, but he swam away higher with just a simple smack against the water and still used the opportunity to mock. "Leggy white-ass, you can't reach me!"

Dropping down on the sand, his majesty made another leap and almost reached 2 meters high. Clearly he was yet to warm up. The young stingray managed to dodge this leap once more but it would take a wrong move to have obtained a nasty bite.

"The hell are you jumping around for?" He shouted and swam around to the right and then higher, using all odds to avoid any more damage. "Stay down there!"

It had managed to push the boy into nervousness in a few ways, in no way would he want to be body slammed by a fat shrimp.

"Nervous aren't you?" The king shouted as every other shrimp made way for the fat one to move around.

Seeing that the rest were giving an attempt to reach the boy although they were keeping distance from the biggest one, Timothy decided to call out. "Prove yourself brave and send away your slaves. Let's battle like real men!"

"Are you calling me a woman?!" The larger one shouted and afterwards gave a deadly gaze against the rest of these shrimps.

The smallest ones rushed out of the room while the biggest ones were quick to follow. Using the opportunity or in this case the arrogantly hazardous disadvantage, the king casually encouraged. "Come down now and fight me like a real man, you suggested it."

Slash!

The biggest one felt a sharp pain right on the tail, almost close enough to be considered a pain in the booty.

"I came to fight like a real man." Tim answered after landing right near the enemy, facing eye to eye.

"You actually managed to touch me?" The king asked, a gasp tagged along with that question.

This made the large one think that this was a bad idea. Perhaps it would have been better if a few other shrimps landed blows. For him as the most valued joining battle now was ill thought out and in all ways rushed.

It was rushed, but ego can work harder than reason. His majesty wants to reap every bit of pain out of this loud mouth and enjoy every second of it.

The young sea pancake had a large urge to prove himself a worthy opponent, enough to strike fear in the enemy's heart. So he counted, "I killed fish many times my size, you're just practice for me, old man!"

"Bluff. I'm still surprised how you killed my guard! This has to be some kind of charade." The biggest one shouted and then charged straight forward, his jaws reached out with the aims of landing a deadly blow.