Chapter 227: The Young Mistress Hates Slave Auctions.

Chapter 227: The Young Mistress Hates Slave Auctions.

This is awkward and a colossal waste of time.

After we managed to brush off the pretty tense introductions, the loopridae girl, Friell, moved us to the living room. Unlike Gaels decent housing, the home of the rabbit girl was more fitting with the neighborhood she was living in. It wasnt filthy, per se, but it looked a bit too dilapidated for my taste.

The sofas we sat on had stains on them, but from the warmth I was feeling from it, it seemed it was just washed and dried with something hot fire magic for example. Still, I was kinda jealous of Tasianna, Alikar, and Anivh, who chose to stand out of respect for their respective mistresses. It was cause of my tail I still had it wrapped around my legs to hide my identity, but it made it hard to sit down.

After everybody sat down, Friell chanted the spell [Ignite] and lit up a candle on a table stand. With Tasiannas [Air Shield] down, since it would cause a mess, I could smell the suffocating smell of burning animal fat. Still, it was like perfume compared to the smell outside.

If you made them yourself, you could add some herbs or flowers to it. The scent would hide the stench, I said out loud, accidentally.

The loopridae looked at me. Except for Saori, the rest of us had not removed our cowl nor did we give them our names. Ill scrounge some up, thanks. Friell seemed polite to me.

But that was all before we descended down into awkwardness once again. Gael had to step out to do something quickly, but that meant he left us in this situation where nobody wanted to talk. I mean, these were two Yanderu Eluseuss members, people from a black mercenary company. Pretty much a criminal syndicate.

We let this situation stew for too long for my taste until Gael finally came back, blowing the awkwardness out of the door.

Alright, got somebody to deliver a message to Mister Vangrim and Lady Grengar. Things should be clarified with them, and I wouldnt bet on Sewer Maintenance caring one copper about what were about to do, Gael stated, motivating me even more. If there wouldnt be any consequences for my actions if I kept it to just freeing the kids and ruining the slave auction, then I wont need to hold back my anger.

Mister Gael, I know this might be a bit late to ask, but who exactly are you? I thought you were simply the spymaster for Sir Farron, Ellaine asked.

It was a reasonable question; it seemed weird that Gael not only was so chummy with the Blackreach Guild thugs, but also the animosity between him and the Yanderu Elusuess seemed to have kinda dissipated. I thought he was on a hitlist or something.

He didnt reveal much to you, either, huh? Friell responded instead of Gael. Typical. Keeps secrets even from the people he should care for. There was obviously some history between those two; it was evident enough from the way she glared daggers at him.

The pantherae, on the other hand, seemed to be less disturbed by it. This guy used to be a pretty big deal when he was still sleeping and eating with us rats, you know? Got awfully friendly with Blackreach, to the point he became one of their Trusted, you know? Means he was valued by the boss of a top guild. Down here, loyalty and trust are golden, worth more than a vault full of actual gold or at least, thats what I heard, haha!

I remember. Saori told me this guy was once a bandit and he fought against her students. A former member of that bandit group we had fought to rescue the villagers from Carine village.

Saori growled in a low tone, loud enough for Kaian to shut his mouth and glare at Saori, clutching his spear in caution. Seeing this, Gale sighed.

Well, its like theyve said, ladies and sir. I then joined Yanderu Eluseuss and tried to make my way up as an executive for Blackreach, before, well, I ran away with Farron and Yorshka. Pretty much was exiled after that, but things cooled down and Im here now just as a friend of Mister Vangrim. This brings me to the main topic. Gael took a seat on the only rocking chair. We are busting Hamils slaves out, the kids they kidnapped from the orphanage upstairs specifically. Friell, we need help.

The rabbit girl groaned at Gaels demands, looking unwilling to help. Yeah, I know. Of course, you would do that. No need for pay. Of course, I keep an eye on them. Valelor cant forgive those slavers anymore than I can, and hes been putting the skills you taught him to good use. There is an auction about to happen tonight at midnight, over in the Stinkfish District. Too large for us to hit, though.

How many enforcers? Any executives? Mercs?

Enough enforcers to make everybody else scared. One of them is that fucker Helmut he left the company after the new boss settled in and, without a water mage, Im not fighting against that fire fanatic.

Arent you a fire mage, yourself? I thought but I kept it to myself for now. I didnt want to interrupt.

Friell continued, One executive, thankfully hes a bookwizer, uhm, a scribe for you surface dwellers. Not a threat, probably just there to make sure things work since our sabotages have hindered past auctions. As for mercenaries, though, they hired a lot. One of them is supposedly a pretty famous C rank merc, but Ive never heard of him before. Anyways, they probably have a big haul, which I guess is all coming from Lecartiglio or Atadoro.

Excuse me. Ellaine raised her arm to speak, causing both Friell and Kaian to squint and Gael to smile wryly. Did she do something wrong? Considering its forbidden to possess slaves within Artorias, who would be mad enough to disobey the King?

Gael, how many manabloods did you bring down here? Friell looked at Gael in annoyance from guessing our hidden identities. [Did I do something wrong?] Ellaine asked us through telepathy, but even we couldnt say.

Scratching his forehead, Gael shook his hand in dismissal. Dont ask, Friell. You dont want to know. Just stick to answering for now, since some of my guests are a bit too impatient to get those kids back.

Friell nodded without hesitation. When youre in this business, you learn how to shut your mouth, I guess?

To answer your question, missy, yes, some nobles of our illustrious kingdom do buy slaves. They just keep them hidden and the slave tattoos hard to find. I could see Ellaine clenching her fists at the answer, but she didnt interrupt. Of course, people from other countries come to Shaturein, as well. Pedophiles and perverts, all of them. Incognito, of course, but still a bunch of rich merchants and manabloods crowding in the same place.

And I suppose you do this every once in a while? Saori was the one to ask this time. Why?

Personal reasons, wolfkin. Just know that Im willing to burn any slave traders I meet, especially pedophiles.

There is also the small detail that the Blackreach Guild approached Friell and a few others personally since they know how much they hate Hamils entrepreneurship, Gael added. You arent working with Yanderus right now, if youre worried about that. Just a few beastman kids scarred from experiencing the real world.

Friell scowled, sneering at Gael, Fuck off, Gael. Mind your own business. We arent people you need to care about anymore.

Yuuuuup, definitely history we wasted too much time. Midnight or not, were doing it now.

Having heard enough, I leaned forward. So, how are we doing this? Front gates?

Huh? Didnt you listen, girlie, we aint doing the raid. Its too dangerous to go with the direct approach. Friell addressing me as girlie felt a bit weird, as if she was treating me like a kid. At 157cm tall, I might be shorter than the rabbit girl with her long legs, but it wasnt like I was tiny. I was just average!

Then how are you planning on doing this? I dont think you need to be scared with us around the front gates. Well just punch through.

Punch through?! Are you seriously thinking about fighting all of them despite all that I said? Thats insane! Honestly, you sound just like a destructive Danterno fanatic. Always dealing with problems by destroying or killing stuff! It was surprising to me that a fire mage like her wasnt a follower of Shiterno, but that still didnt give her any right to call me one. Being compared to Keith and his cultists was insulting and demeaning.

Dont call me a fucking Shiterno worshipper! I am not one of them nor will I ever be one! I am doing all of this for one single goal the kids. I made a promise to their siblings that I would rescue them and I. Never. Go. Back. On. My. Promises!

Irritation and hostility were filling the air. With me letting out my pent-up anger which I had suppressed up until now and Friells annoyance at my stubbornness, the discussion seemed to be going nowhere.

You two lasses are fighting over nothing right now, so how about you both cool down your fiery tempers, huh? Bladdarg, fire slingers, seriously, Grimnir expressed his displeasure. The atmosphere got to him, too, it seemed.

He is right, let us calm down. You, too. Saori grabbed my shoulders, pushing my back onto the sofas. If Im reading your intentions correctly, you are intending a stealth operation, right, Miss Friell?

Friell is fine. I dont care about formalities. Friell had calmed down, crossing her hands as she leaned back. And yes, my plan is for you and Gael to sneak inside. I cant risk my own for this, the danger is just too high, but if you want to do it yourselves, I can help.

I thought so, Gael exclaimed. Going through this method would be the smoothest. We can sneak into the facility and extract the kids with our dark magic.

What about the other slaves? Ellaine asked.

Friell shook her head. Too risky, the security is too tough. International Desires hunts a lot of slaves and they will try to sell them all in a single night, since having a back catalogue would be risky. It attracts unwanted attention from the other pillars.

On the other hand, child slaves are kept in a separate space, less secure since kids arent strong enough to break out by themselves, Gael continued for Friell. The target audience for this group is lets say they are finicky with the purity of the kids. Virginity. Slavers dont risk such a marketable feature by putting them with desperate men and women. Even with the slave tattoos on, you dont know what can happen before the slavers activate them.

A chill ran down my spine. Some people really were like dirt.

Ellaine stayed silent as she heard this. Her question was answered.

It left a sour taste in my mouth. I didnt consider myself a hero, but choosing to not help people kinda went against what I wanted to do. Sure, being less greedy would make this mission a cinch, but I would regret not doing something I had the power to do so.

Come on, girls and Master Dwarf. You need to decide. Are we going with this decision? Gael demanded an answer. Time was running out.

There should only be one answer to this, right?

If I may, I would like to decline this idea. However, the one to speak these thoughts out was neither me nor my party. It came from Eshe, who unfurled her cowl, revealing her face. As the Goddess is my witness, and by my title as one of Her blessed, I will not allow these slavers to persist. This world can use one or ten fewer slavers.

The fury in her eyes was all I needed to know I was about to make the correct decision. I stood up, revealing my face to Friell and Kaian. I dont need to be from Artorias to hate slavers, and in my opinion, they brought this on themselves. They endangered my friends, and for that, they will pay. Hamil provoked the wrong people.

Everybody from my party stood up from the couch. The party leader had made her decision.

[Hedonism might be a sin, but it is not a crime, Hestia. Go, make me want you even more!] The wailing of a demon was a strong motivator.

Friell facepalmed and was about to shout at us, only to be held back by Kaian. Haha, now that's what I wanted to hear from you, Saori! Friell, put a sack on it. If you want to rumble some uptight fuckers, you need to take it away from them with force! Whats the plan, lizard girl?

I smirked. Get ready. Were about to make International Desires and Hamil pay for becoming our enemies.

[Humanize (Major)] inflicted on [Young Sunfang Dragon, Hestia Atsuko Kargryxmor]

Despite it not being in the center, the streets around here were clean. No puddles of blood nor piles of ripped-off fingers. Trusted enforcers, the gangs made men specialized in being muscles, were patrolling the streets around here, kicking out any normal Shaturein citizen. By force, if necessary.

Aside from those people, there was currently a line of masked men and women in front of a building furnished with dazzling lights and decorations, totally conspicuous despite the fact that this was supposed to be a hush-hush kinda event. It reminded me of a disco. With no sun looming over Shaturein, it was honestly hard to say if it was time to party, but I was pretty sure it was midnight right now.

I walked down the streets. My heels were producing audible knocks against the stone pavement, echoing throughout. Three others were walking behind me. Two of them were knights dressed in traditional Sarkafiina armor Alikar and Anivh. The last person was an enchanting brown-skinned woman in a beautiful cocktail dress, slightly bashful at how much more skin it showed than her usual robes Eshe.

I was the person leading them forward. Only the four of us. I, too, was in a dress, the same ballroom dress I had at the ball. Dressed up like this made me feel like my entire balance was off; my head felt lighter and I couldnt feel anything dragging itself from my behind. The reason was simple; Id decided to go forward as a [Humanization Lv. 10] human.

Urgh, thankfully I still have [White Flames] and [Corrosive Fire]. My poor dress, though

The enforcers naturally stared at us, but they didnt do anything. They knew exactly from the way I was exuding my confidence that annoying us would give them nothing but trouble. The mercs I saw a few steps further ahead also glossed over us. They werent paid enough to annoy nobles their clients potential customers.

In my holier-than-thou attitude, which Id learned from my etiquette teacher, I gave the line in front of us a quick glance before letting out a loud Hmph! and walked past it. The people waiting showered us with confusion and furious whispers of How impertinent! I could feel Eshe was not used to all of this, but I told her telepathically that she had to keep it up. The plan was about to unfurl.

After the katzune finished crying, I asked her one simple question. What is your name?

Haati, MLady.

Haati, I cannot do much for your brothers right now. I apologize. However, in the name of the Goddess, I can do something for you now. Do you wish to be freed? I looked her directly in the eyes, urging her to answer truthfully.

Yes. Yes! I do, MLady! Please, help me. I pressed her hands before releasing them. I pulled out a chair from my storage and told her to sit down, handing her the wine and treats to strengthen herself.

Then sit, and enjoy the show. Tonight, you and every other slave here shall be freed, Haati. Stay with us for now, and watch. I then turned to Eshe. I shall begin appraising the guests, getting their names for later. Are your knights ready, Lady Eshe?

Eshe closed her eyes for a moment, opening them only to reveal them glowing with holy light. I pray for the souls who will depart for today, for in the Goddesss name, I shall bring righteousness to our world.

Holding their khopeshes on their chests, Alikar and Anivh copied what Eshe said. Their weapons and armor shone with a bright light. We pray for the souls who will depart for today, for in the Goddesss name, we shall bring righteousness to our world!

Ladies and Gentlemen! I humbly welcome you to the slave auction hosted by Hamil Czecsics of International Desires!

You angered the wrong people, Hamil.

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