The Conqueror ( A Minecraft X Male Reader Story )

Special Chapter #3! Dance

Me: the Towns Mayor, Mizure

Ins. Villager: The Towns--... I have some bad news, Y/N. A villager called "Grol" will be Madam Mizure's Partner. If you dance Madam Mizure, I'm sure  that--

Me: no one can beat me in any kind of fight. Swords? Axe? Bows? Guns? Or Bare Hands? Heh. Even a Battalion of Mobs can't even beat me

Ins. Villager: i know but--

Me: trust me, inspector! Mizure's Hands will be mine tonight!!

[Few more Hours Later...]

You are invited to join the Feast where Town Villagers and Villagers from different Towns and Cities will visit.

Then you saw Mizure, sitting to the Far End. She's having a Chat to what you Assume are other City Presidents and Towns Mayors

Later, a Guy Shouted " Everyone! Lets Take a Seat! "

You Heard Mizure, Calling you to sit right next to hers.

You go to her and you do as what she wants you to do.

Suddenly, A guy goes to You. A villager wearing Fancy Clothes.

???: excuse me, Slave. That's my Seat.

Me: oh sorry, Kids aren't allowed to sit to an Adults Chair. Go back to Your mommy, will ya?

???: keh!

The Villager leaves.

Mizure: hmm. I didn't know that you could also Provoke people using your mouth

Me: its no easy Really.

Mizure: haha. I'm glad that you accepted my request

Me: of course i will.

Then, Minutes Later, Everyone eats their food. You and Mizure haves a little chat.

Suddenly, that Fancy Villager interrupts you again.

???: ehem. Who the hell brought a Slave inside of the Town Hall?

Mizure: Grol, Shut it.

Grol: that guy right next to you doesn't even know how to wear proper clothing.

Me: at least I'm not a guy which is Fool enough to make himself look like a Treasury Box.

Some villagers laughs.

Me: and also,your Skin color is brown and you're wearing light colored clothes. I didn't know that you're the guy that "Glows in the Dark"

Villagers laughs even harder. Mizure giggled.

Grol stood up and pushed his Chair too hard.

Grol: Hey! You Insolent fool! Don't you dare disrespect me! I Am Grol! The President of the world's number one Lumber Trading House!

Me: heh. Do i look like i care?

Grol: oh yes you'll care! Once i cut that Pretty Neck of yours

Me: oh thank you.

Grol: grrrr!

Grol grabs a Knife then throw it to you. You stopped the Knife using only two fingers.

Grol: what?!

Me: hehehe. This is better. I thought you're all "Talk".

I guess none of you know me except the Villagers of this town