“I’ll give you four thousand grand for the girl!”
I looked at the pervert number one, also known as Marcel Knox, a local mobster with a really big name around here and even a bigger wallet, it seems: four thousand grand is about an average noble’s income per year. In other words, it’s really big money. I’m not sure whether I should feel honored or disgusted by the depths of his perversity.
“Heh! Only four? You’re such a push-over, old man. Hey, you there, make that six thousand grand! I’ll have some elven dish tonight!”
I heard a sultry voice of the pervert number two, Karina Berthold, a so-called queen of the underworld. It looks like her definition of “elven cuisine” involves a particular elven maiden, her and a very sturdy bed, if the rumors I picked up now are correct.
“Oh my, how come such poor and unrefined people have gathered here. Truly, it would be a shame, if such a beautiful flower were to be bought by somebody other than this great me, yes? Oh, my dear friend, I would gladly pay you seven thousand grands”
Oh, and here comes the pervert number three, simply known as Mister Anura, is of the beastman race, the frog sub-species.
He is a rotund, sweaty, two-footed monster, dressed in clothes made for a human two-sizes smaller. Also, I’m not one to point this out, but he is scary as sin.
“Hey, don’t write me off, brats! I’ll raise the price to seven and a half thousand grands, you hear me? I may be my only a chance to do an elf, after all…” said the pervert number one with a smug smile on his face.
Endure…
“Oh? And what would an old man do, huh? We both know I am more skilled. And besides, I have stamina to go all night long” said the pervert number two, while seductively licking her lips. I shuddered, when our eyes met, and for a good reason.
Endure…
“My, such impudent language you use, my fair lady. I, on the other hand, have only pure intentions in me. Namely, I want to take a good look and have a good taste of every nook and cranny” said the walking dead man previously known as the pervert number three.
Endure… Ah, to the hell with this!
“Alan, it’s time!”
I shouted at him, before activating a magic sequence I inscribed into our chains earlier. At my command, they crumbled, setting both of us free. And, with my first step, I sealed the doors, creating a giant trap.
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“Here, boss”
Akira shouted, throwing us our weapons. I felt the familiar sensation of wood in my hands, as my staff was finally returned to its owner. Now, it’s time for some divine punishment!
“In my whole life, I was never faced with such humiliation. For this, all of you, perverts, will face my righteous wrath!”
I threw a singly fireball at the crowd, aiming at the trio of perverts, but the spell was intercepted with a barrier.
“Don’t think we weren’t prepared for troubles, girl!” shouted the pervert number two, while holding the barrier. “However, you’re not only a hot piece of ass, but also a mage. I think I’ve fallen in love”
Oh no, not this crap. I had enough for today and forever again. I will kill them all one by one no matter what it takes. I, with my intentions clear, decided to use something more advanced.
[Frozen Shot]
It was only a middle-level ice spell, but in my hands, it was much more. I crushed all resistance without mercy with a really big piece of ice, sending them flying with an expression of shock on their faces, and it felt so good and pleasant…
However, my happy time was interrupted by Alan.
“Marie, I think I need a hand here!”
I looked at him and saw about one, two, three, ten… um, many bodies on the ground, and my childhood friend facing a giant man in a full set of armor. Compared to him, Alan looked small and even fragile to my silent horror.
“Oh-ho-ho-ho!” laughed a giant set of armor. “It was so long since the last time I faced such a good challenge! I guess, going rogue and working as a bodyguard for a crime lord wasn’t such a bad idea, after all! Say, young one, what’s your name?”
“I’m Alan. Nice to meet you, mister!” said the idiot, looking positively intrigued by the whole charade.
“Huh, what a plain name. Well, Alan, I am Gorn the Mountain Cleaver. Let’s try to kill each other, young one!”
Oh, damn…
Gorn the Mountain Cleaver
[Shadow of a Hero]
Former S-Class Adveturer