Ch.72 The Kings Slayer

Ch.72 The Kings Slayer

She continued to follow Rya's trail until she reached the red lighted district of the city. The area had many bars and establishments that offered entertainment for their clients. There were also many performers walking around doing tricks for patrons.

When she followed the trail all the way until she arrived at Bella's Place.

'Huh? She went into a female brothel? Do dark elves' bed the same team? Or does she not like men? But she looked so cute with that Quin guy?' Nieren thought to herself as she stopped in front of the door and cracked it open to see Rya standing in the reception area. 'She's here!' Nieren said as she slowly closed the door.

'Okay she's hanging in there and I will wait for her to come out. Now where is the best place to find and observe her from?' Nieren thought as she walked around the area looking for a good spot.

As the sun set, Nieren decided to sit outside the building and relax while waiting for Rya.

'If she's coming up with an evil plot and I stop it, would I become a legend? Hehe. That would be great!' Nieren thought to herself as she sat down at the bench and leaned back against the wall.

***

And then darkness fell over the city, but Nieren wasn't worried about that. She knew Rya wouldn't do anything stupid in the dark. But that's when she noticed four cloaked figures sneaking around the back of the building.

'Who are these guys? Must be more dark elves coming to join up with Rya. You're not getting away with whatever you're doing!' Nieren said to herself as she got up to go check what they were up to.

As she was going around to the back of the building, she noticed a spell of silence was cast surrounding the area.

'What is this? A magical artifact?' Nieren thought to herself as she approached the group.

That's when the four figures went through the back door.

'What the hell is going on." Nieren cast her cloaking and hind in the alley waiting to see who would be coming out. The artifact seemed to only work for 10 minutes as Nieren was still hiding in the shadows of the dark alleyway. And what seemed like another 10 minutes had passed when her ears picked up a quick battle was happening inside the brothel.

'A-Are they killing someone? What the hell are they doing?' Nieren said to herself as she waited to see who came out.

***

The door opened up as a man in a hood was looking around the alley to see if the coast was clear.

'Huh? Is that guy a human? So, he's a spy for her?' Nieren thought to herself as she saw the hooded figure going back into the brothel.

"Are we clear to move out!" He said as he grabbed the arm of a woman.

'W-Wait that's the dark elf? Why are there tears in her ey~' Nieren's thoughts stopped when she saw the slave collar around Rya's neck. 'W-WHAT!? She got collared! What do I do! Do I help her? Help her escape?' Nieren thought to herself while subconsciously rubbing her neck as stood there trying to make heads or tails of what was going on until she saw the last figure coming out of the brothel.

The hair on the back of her neck stood on end, 'T-The Kings Slayer! The Black Roses enslaved her. Oh GODS!' Nieren was scared stiff when she saw Jeremiah. She's heard of the stories of the Kings Slayer claiming the lives of nine Royals in his time with the Black Roses. She's seen him in action before during the war with the wood elves when he killed the Elven King causing the wood elves tribes to separate and run. Since then, the wood elves standing in the world have fallen on the continent.

The Wood Elven King was her uncle. She was there to witness his death that day of the collapse of her kingdom and knew that many of her people became enslaved by the human Kingdom of Marn which were the ones to hire the Black Roses. Her and her friends fled to the neighboring human kingdom of Fiafyr because they knew that slavery wasn't allowed in their territory and there was the dwarven city with a dwarven Lord that they thought they could seek refuge.

"You stupid elf! If you want to eat here th-" the man was interrupted by a dwarf in fancy attire from behind him.

"Jacob! What are you doing berating a customer!" he yelled at his co-worker.

"But she's an elf! She shouldn't even be allowed in here! This is a human and dwarf establishment!" Jacob argued back.

"Enough! We are a GOLD establishment. And if she's with Mr. Percival than she is welcome. Hell, Mr. Percival can bring in an Ogre if he has the gold. SO SHUT IT! AND GET USED TO THE NEW BUSINESSES HERE!" the manager yelled at Jocab.

Jocab straightens up after getting yelled at.

'Wow! It's like he was never rude to me.' Nieren thought to herself.

"Madam can you show us some proof that you're with the young gentleman? Or else we'll have to ask you to leave." The manager stated as he looked at her.

Nieren panicked for a moment before realizing that she had the bag of gold she won earlier today.

"Here you go. This is Mr. Percival's gold," Nieren said as she placed the bag on the counter.

The manager took the bag and counted it. "Huh... One thousand gold!"

Jacob began to sweat a little when he heard this number.

"One thousand gold?!" He yelled.

"Yes! And there are still two more bags of gold!" Nieren said with a smile.

Jacob and the manager both look at each other.

"Uh um. My name's Padera. I'm the owner and manager here. Please allow me to show you to Mr. Percival's room," Padera said nervously.

'He seems nervous. Well servers them right for yelling at me,' Nieren thought to herself while grabbing her bag of gold.

***

Padera lead Nieren through the main area of the restaurant where everyone was staring at Nieren.

They arrived at the end of the hall where they turned the corner to see a large door.

"This is the VIP room. For now enjoy a free meal and then we'll talk about payment later madam," Padera said nervously.

"Thank you very much! But I came here for business. SO, I'll take some duck to go please." Nieren said as she began walking down to the door.

As she walked away Padera looked at the bags of gold. He has never seen such a high amount of gold! 'Jacob needs to stop yelling at customers with sacks of gold dammit,' Padera thought to himself.