After receiving those punches and healing up, I immediately provoked Benson more. The blood from my previously healed injuries was still there, so Benson didn't know I was healed, but he felt I was strangely alive—like a horror movie villain who refuses to stay down.
I immediately looked at Benson with maniacal laughter. This torturer was only helping me get stronger—honestly, he deserved a thank-you card at this point. Suddenly, he looked like a powerless puppy to me. My smirk made Benson feel very weird—like he had accidentally signed up for the wrong job..
He felt as if his torture had no effect on me. Inside his mind, he was losing it. He thought:"How is it possible? This is just a 15-year-old kid. He's not afraid of me… he's looking down on me. I, the assassin of the Owen family, who is considered a prodigy, am being insulted by this kid."
He felt insecure for the first time.
I continued the Verbal Provocation
Then I said, maintaining that crazy smirk,"Benson… oh Benson, your hands are like a girl's—soft and simple. Maybe this is why Maria likes me… sleeps with me. You cannot satisfy her like me—a real man."
Benson replied,"Stop taking the name of my wife, you faggot, thief, or I will do something you won't forget."
I replied,"You coward, you don't have the guts to do anything to me. I am the young master of this family. You are my property—my servant, my dog."
And then I laughed maniacally. Maybe due to years of torture, I was losing my mind. But shouting like this really felt good—especially for me, who was once afraid to speak even the slightest harsh word.
Benson replied,"Oh, you wait… You are nothing but a slumdog."
Than Sudden Attack happened
He then kicked me hard in the groin 4–5 times. This was sudden and unexpected.
The system voice chimed in. Before it could even finish, I shouted:Option 1: Heal and strengthen.
System:"Congrats, host. Your male organ has received severe damage. The reproductive organs has mutated to be as hard as a titanium alloy."
I shouted in my mind, What? This is nice…
But then I recalled—I am an eternal virgin. Still… maybe it might come in handy in this life.
The Provocation Continues
Then I smirked at Benson again."These weak legs are like a cockroach. I don't know why the family has recruited you. An incapable and weak person like you should be a guard. You know what, Benson? Sell Maria to me and go work as a guard."
This enraged Benson. He was shocked, angry, and insecure that he could not make me submit.
He immediately went and brought a titanium-spiked whip and said,"You forced me to do this."
I thought, Finally.
The whip was thrown with full strength, and it stung like the initial whip even after having this magically strengthened body. Honestly, if this were my old body, it would have snapped me in two.
System chimed in:Host, Option 1: Heal and strengthen.Option 2: Return.
I replied in my mind, Option 1.
Immediately, I felt immense healing and felt like my skin was made of something hard, like Kevlar.
The whip came again and again, and I chose Option 1 again and again. My strength grew, but my healing and skin hardness became insane.
After about 20 whips, Benson lost his breath and stopped, since he had used his full might.
I felt the last three whips were like cotton.
System Rewards
System chimed in:"Host, congrats. Your skin is now as strong as Kevlar."
"Host ability acquired: Auto Heal (Low Tier)."
I smiled.
I again looked at Benson with a maniacal smirk and started laughing crazily. It looked like I was insane, but I felt truly relieved.
Maybe I was so broken inside that this kind of loud act made my bottled-up frustration loosen.
Benson was shocked and fell down. He felt that it was supernatural
Seeking this chance, I looked at Benson again,"Benson, I told you—you are a coward. Planning to run away? You know what… I am not human, but a demon who has come to devour you."
Benson's heart stirred, although it was a bluff. He thought it could be true—how else could he explain this? A 15-year-old kid, beaten so thoroughly, was still full of vitality. Even a special forces officer would submit or die under this kind of beating. This should not be humanly possible.
The system chimed in:"Host, Benson's mental state is collapsing. He now truly believes you are a demon. He's losing his mind."
"Congratulations, Host. Special rewards unlocked:"
Saving Capability: Save the rewards you get and use them later. Toxic Tongue: Become the king of verbal warfare. Every humiliating word you say will feel 10x worse and extremely believable to others.
"Host, it is recommended you agitate Benson more so that he unleashes even harsher punishment."
I was overjoyed.
I then said,"Benson, leave Maria to me and run away. Maybe I will let your poor soul go—my promise as a demon."
This really hit Benson.
Benson reignited his might. He was an ex-special forces soldier and a top assassin of the Owen family. He jumped and then shouted in a low voice,"I can take on any demon."
To me, it looked very comical.
He then took a bottle of pills out of his pocket, swallowed 4–5 pills together, drank water, and started walking left and right.
The system chimed again:"Host, Benson has taken adrenaline-boosting pills. His strength will increase 2–3 times within 2 minutes."
Just as the system said, Benson started pacing. Within 2–3 minutes, his face turned extremely aggressive. This 6'2" muscular man, in a private military uniform, started punching the air like a deranged beast. For some reason, it looked very funny to me.
He then picked up the titanium whip, ran at full speed, jumped, and lashed it at me with all his might. Even through the Kevlar, I felt slight pain—but nothing harmful.