Chapter 82 The Sinister Plot To Purchase A Child



Lowering my head, I breathed in more air, my mind focused on the people in front of me. I was ready to come out from the shadowed corner when Zuri asked, "Do you need my help?" I replied with a firm "no" and watched as Zuri vanished angrily into thin air.

Taking a step forward, I emerged from the shadows, mist swirling around me. The dark clouds that had covered the moon made my eyes shine like a black galaxy, ready to consume everything in my path. As I approached, someone shouted, "Who are you?" I paid them no mind, my attention focused on the girl being dragged from the carriage.

Without saying a word, I slowly walked towards them. And then, in a deep voice, I spoke. "More than 10 years ago, you kidnapped a girl. A talented one, with long pink hair and black like demon eyes. You murdered her parents and threw them into the cold and icy river. That was cool, right?" I spoke in a sarcastic tone, my words cutting like a knife.

One of the men replied, happily but surprised. "Yes, it was. We left them to freeze to death. It was epic. But how do you know?"

I gave him a death stare.

Stepping closer to them, my eyes fixed on their faces. "It doesn't matter how I know."

I spoke with a deadly calm, my voice carrying the weight of my determination.

The guy who had asked, "who are you?" released the girl from his grip and reached for a knife. My heart raced as I prepared for a fight. But before things could escalate, I stretched my neck and looked at his colleague. "Where is your boss? I want to talk to him," I said, trying to keep my voice steady.

The guy looked a bit confused, then glanced at his colleague and back at me. "Brat, how old are you?" he sneered.

I fixed my demeanor, ignoring his question and repeating, "Your boss. Where is he? I have a purchase to make." I spoke in a low voice, leaving the two men confused.

The cold wind blew, and a third man emerged from the tavern. "What's taking you so long?" he asked, eyeing me. "Aren't you a Duke's son?"

I let out a short laugh. "I was, until he vanished," I replied, then turned to the man. "Your boss. Where is he? I want to make a purchase." I repeated the same sentence again. 

The tension in the air was palpable as the men exchanged looks. I could see the fear in their eyes as they realized that I meant business. But they were also clearly considering their options, trying to figure out the best way to get out of this situation.

I stood my ground, waiting for their response. The dark clouds that had covered the moon seemed to be closing in on us, casting an ominous shadow over the scene. It was as if the universe itself was anticipating the violence that was about to erupt.

"If you want to make a purchase, you will have to go with everyone else," the third man replied.

I stood my ground, unwilling to back down. "Lead me to him," I said firmly.

All three men looked at each other and nodded. "This way, follow me," they said in unison.

I followed them into the same tavern I had been in earlier. But instead of heading upstairs, the man led me downstairs, to a room where someone big sat. As soon as I entered, I could feel the presence and power emanating from him. It was as if a demon was corrupting the man's soul.

I smirked, taking a seat across from him. "I want to make an offer," I said in a calm voice.

The man looked at me with a mix of curiosity and suspicion. "What kind of offer?" he asked.

"I want information," I replied. "Information about the girl you kidnapped and murdered over 10 years ago. I want to know everything you know about her, and I want to know who else was involved in her death."

The man's eyes narrowed, and I could see the rage building within him. "And what makes you think I have that kind of information?" he said in a low, menacing voice.

I leaned forward, locking eyes with him. "Because I know you were involved," I said confidently.

The man's expression darkened, and I could see the anger boiling just beneath the surface. But before he could say anything, I continued. "And I also know that you have something I want. Something that belongs to me."

The man's eyes widened in surprise, and I could tell he was trying to figure out what I was talking about. But I didn't give him a chance to respond.

"I'm willing to make a trade," I said, holding out a small pouch. "You give me what I want, and I'll give you what you want."

The man eyed the pouch suspiciously, but I could see the greed in his eyes. He reached out and took it from my hand.

"What's in here?" he asked, opening the pouch.

"Something that should be of interest to you," I replied with a smirk.

ραпdαn૦νel As the man glanced inside the pouch, a look of shock and awe crossed his face. He looked back at me, his eyes wide with disbelief.

"How did you get this?" he demanded.

"That's not important," I replied calmly. "What's important is that we make a deal. You give me the information I want, and I'll give you what's in that pouch."

I sat there, watching the man checking the pouch of gold, waiting for his response. I knew what I wanted, and I knew how to get it. I didn't care about the information on Nari, I already had all I needed. What I wanted was to instill fear and confusion in the man's mind, to make him realize that I was not to be taken lightly.

I crossed my hands like a pyramid and spoke in a calm and confident voice. "Let me buy a child tonight," I said. I could see the greed in the man's eyes as he asked, "Why do you want a child?"

"To make her a servant," I answered slowly, my face devoid of emotion. I could see the man's hesitation, but I knew that he would agree. "Allow me to watch today's auction, purchase one, and then you give me all the information about that pink-haired brat."

I lifted the right corner of my lips in a smirk as the man put out his cigar and agreed, nodding to his colleague. "Take him to the auction, it's about to begin," he said.

As I followed the man to the auction, I knew that I had succeeded in my plan. I would kill everyone I wanted tonight.