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Queenie was looking everywhere nervously; it was obvious she didn’t like the look of the place at all and was constantly wishing to be somewhere else instead.

However, her resolve to gain more popularity was stronger, and with the thought that it was just a game, she was able to force herself to join the group.

Nonetheless, despite her trying her best to not look nervous, she couldn’t help yapping and asking a trillion questions.

“So where are we going? How are we even going to find these criminals?! Don’t tell me we’re just going to chase them around! They’re just going to escape…”

“Yeah, that’s where you’re going in,” Vlad said.

“M-Me?!” Queenie screamed.

“You’re the bait,” Chris smiled, patting her shoulders. “You’re a cute girl, and you look all scared already. So you’re going to become the perfect bait. Just go over there. That street is where most of the thugs gather up and where there’s the most robbery. You’re going to run around, and they’ll start chasing you.”

“Why me though?!” Queenie cried.

“If you won’t cooperate, then there’s no deal,” said Vlad. “Queenie, you have to learn to compromise.”

“Uuggh!” Queenie grabbed her head in desperation. “F-Fine! So I just fly there, right?!”

"Yeah, act all baby and defenseless,” said Chris, nodding. “We’ll be looking from above.”

“Let’s go, Camilla,” said Vlad.

“Ok!” Camilla nodded.

“Wait a moment, you could have made Camilla act as the bait!” Queenie said. “She’s much cuter and defenseless looking!”

“What? Why would I do that with my sister? Are you insane?” Vlad raised an eyebrow.

“Ah, of course…” Queenie sighed. “Okay, I’m going… I’m strong, you know? So if they get too ahead of themselves, I’ll fight back too! And that might end up ruining the plan…”

“Just fly as fast as possible; we’ll catch up with you,” nodded Chris.

“Ok then…”

Queenie quickly started flying away into the dangerous alleys, while Vlad, Chris, and Camilla flew into the skies and reached the rooftop of the houses, moving across them in silence.

While doing so, they monitored Queenie, who was wandering around; she asked some homeless-looking people about directions, acting very cluelessly.

She asked about shops and stuff, and they gave her several different directions, which ended up leading her to a place where a few dozen thugs were resting.

“Hm, I wonder if this is where the shop is at?” she wondered. “Excuse me, sirs? Do you know where the potions shop is?”

She was very good at acting like a poor, innocent girl...

“Ooh?”

The thugs who were drinking and gambling quickly smiled as they nodded.

“But of course, young lassie, come over here!” laughed a blue-skinned goblin wearing an eyepatch.

“We know just the place!” said Orc, covered with red tattoos.

“We sure do! Come along!” nodded a gray werewolf.

“Hmm~ Aren’t you a cutie? It’s rare to see succubus around here,” giggled a slender blood elf lady, with her face covered on a huge burnt scar and half her head bald.

“E-Eh…” Queenie began to panic as the entire group of thugs started approaching her. “I think I’m good!”

She quickly started running away; the thugs looked at one another and immediately started chasing her; they were very greedy.

“Hey lassie! Where are you going?!”

“That’s not where the shops are at, haha!”

“Come over here, girl!”

“Did you see her clothes and equipment? I bet they’re worth tens of thousands!”

“We gotta strip her bare! Hahah!”

They were so happy as they chased her, as if they had gotten the jackpot. Vlad and his group monitored them from above. Queenie could fly very fast, but not too fast as to make them think it was hopeless to find her.

While she ran around, she quickly brought the attention of more and more groups of thugs and shady-looking people; they seemed to somehow coordinate as they started moving around the streets and the alleys to corner her from every direction.

She looked so pretty and had such high-quality clothes that everyone thought she was some kind of noble at the very least, so they all gathered together just to get her.

“A-Ah! Please… Why are you chasing me so much?!”

Queenie panicked as she started trembling and sweating constantly. Looking around her, she was surrounded by at least forty people from all four directions!

“Now, now, lassie, you’re coming with us alright?”

“Nah, she’s ours; we saw her first!”

“There’s no way I’m leaving without taking her clothes at least!”

“Is she another dumb Player? You’ve already taken enough; she’s ours!”

The four groups, although they seemed to belong to the same organization, were fighting between one another for who would get her first.

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“Whoever grabs her first claims the prize!”

The blue-skinned goblin rushed towards her, pointing his knife, which seemed to overflow with a black aura, a Cursed Weapon of some sort.

“G-Get away from me, disgusting thing!”

Queenie was horrified as she summoned her staff and fired a pink beam against the goblin.

“Huh?!”

BOOOM!

Before he could do anything, his head and the rest of his torso were blown away as his corpse dropped over the floor, pulverized and releasing smoke.

The smell of burnt flesh quickly filled the nostrils of everyone there, their bloodlust rising.

“How dare she?!”

“Fucking bitch!”

“Tear her to shreds!”

Queenie screamed as she started firing beams everywhere while barely evading every incoming attack, sometimes not being able to and being pushed away or getting a few wounds here and there.

“Eek! Help meeee! VLAAAAD!”

As she started panicking more and more, suddenly, explosions of flames started emerging from the back of all four groups.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Humanoid figures made entirely of flames started spreading explosive flames everywhere, burning anybody that got closer.

The flames weren’t strong enough to completely kill them, although they were still screaming in agony as they burned, many of them unable to respond in time.

“Hey, what the hell is happening over there?!”

“Fire?! Don’t tell me this bitch, set us up?!”

“Oi, wait a second!”

The thugs all began to panic as Queenie infused Arcana into her wings and flew high into the skies, pointing her staff at them.

“Get fucked!”

With a furious scream, she stared, firing pink beams fueled by her Charm Stat and Arcana Stat, as she started to slaughter more of them.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

As this happened, Vlad rushed into the battle, swinging his magic sword. He unleashed a wave of judgment Flames and Thunder, which grew stronger the more “judgement” a target deserved.

And all these criminals, who have stolen and killed many innocent, clueless people, from Players to other fellow NPCs, were easily burned and electrocuted to death.

SLASH! SLASH! SLASH! SLASH!

“Uuuaarrghh!”

“Aaarrgh!”

“W-Who is that guy? Aaack!”

Vlad resembled a huge knight, covered with his heavy armor from head to toe; they couldn’t even identify who the hell he was. His crimson and black colored armor, which shone with mithril enhancements over its body and many runes, empowered him even further.

“YOU FUCK!”

However, he was quickly surrounded by many of them wielding Cursed Weapons and Armor that even resisted the magic beams of Queenie.

“Get him!”

They attacked Vlad from every angle, unleashing destructive attacks that his armor had to protect him again. Explosions of cursed dark energies and flames erupting with each attack he had to take.

“Cursed Weapons…!” Vlad said. “And it feels the same as that one Outer God… I see, so you indeed belong to his organization, huh?”

Suddenly, the weapons dropped around his surroundings began lifting up, overflowing with magnetic electrifying energies.

“Huh?!”

CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! CLASH!

His attackers were unable to intercept a rain of attacks coming their way, where dozens of weapons and even armor pieces attacked them, exploding into electricity.

“W-What the hell?! He has Magnetism?”

“Don’t tell me, a member of the Silver Moon Vampire Family?!”

“But weren’t they our allies?!”

Vlad smiled beneath his helmet.

“Don’t you know? The pathetic Silver Moon Family were slain by the crippled prince and his mother,” said Vlad. “Their power, now mine.”

“W-Wha…?!”

“Don’t tell me…!”

“Prince Vlad?!”

CLAAANK!

Without even desiring to answer their questions, Vlad swung his giant sword, cleaving through their bodies with an explosion of Soul Aura, Blood Aura, and Magic combined together with his temporary Internal Ki, which he had gained by eating the fruits and vegetables of his farm.

“Guuuaarrgghh!”

The bloody screams of his foes reverberated across the alleys, staining the floor and the nearby, ruined houses red with their blood and innards.

His sword even pierced through their armor’s defenses as if they were nothing against him!

“Yeah, I am your prince,” he said. “And today, I’ve come to personally purge you from my city!”

Even those armed with cursed weapons and armor began to hesitate, stepping back before the almighty strength and presence of Vlad.

Even when his stats were reduced by 70%, he was this powerful!

Crippled? That wasn’t even an issue anymore…

“T-There’s no way…!”

“Why is he here out of nowhere?!”

“Does that mean that the succubus bitch was bait?!”

“F-Fuck! Get off the way!”

Several of the thugs started running away even when they were the “elite” members that wielded Cursed Weapons that were enhanced with the power of a certain Outer God.

However, walls of flames stopped their path as they constantly grew fists, punching them away, and every time they did, their souls gained little cracks!

FLUOOOSH!

“T-The flames are punching us?!”

“Uuggh! My soul!”

“What is the meaning of this?! What’s going on?!”

They couldn’t even understand what was happening, but they were already trapped within Vlad’s spiderweb, and the only way they would get out of here was as dead corpses.

Vlad ordered his Blazing Doppelgangers to shapeshift into huge walls of flames, which grew many fists that punched their foes away using his [Soul-Eating Fist Technique (S)] Skill.

Meaning that whoever tried to escape would have to be punched in the soul by literal living flames!

And as if that wasn’t enough, countless elemental arrows of fire, ice, light, and darkness started raining from above.

“It’s time for you to go to sleep.”

“Uuaaaggh!”

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Chris descended from the skies once every thug was dealt with, sighing.

“Wasn’t this a bit too overkill? I didn’t even need to do this at the end; you’re a monster, dude!” Chris laughed. “Maybe we should leave all of this job to you, right, Camilla?”

“I wanted to fight too!” Camilla looked completely unaffected by the slaughter or the disembodied bodies splattered over the floor.

If anything, she wanted to join in the fun…

“It would have been too dangerous,” said Vlad. “Anyways, Chris, can you eat their dreams like you did before?”

“I can do something like that; yeah, you left some alive for me?” wondered Chris.

“A couple, they’re barely breathing,” Vlad pointed at three thugs he had spared.

However, they were barely alive; their legs were cut off, and so were their arms, and they had been blinded as he burned their faces.

At any moment, they would drop dead.

“Alright, let me check.”

Chris quickly touched their heads and began to see through their Dreams as he devoured them through the natural abilities of a Succubus, who were Demons of Dreams and even Nightmares.

“Gulp… Disgusting, but I think I got the whole picture,” Chris smiled with a giggle.

At the same time, Queenie descended from the skies, looking exhausted and tired, while drinking a potion.

“S-So do I pass?” She wondered, acting meekly.

“Not yet; it’s not over,” said Vlad. “We’re going to their underground hideout now, just like we did before. Once that’s done, then you’ll have finally passed. And only if you help in there too.”

“Yep,” Chris smiled. “Anyways, their hideout is over there… I think we killed mostly all the thugs that come at this hour of the day. The others must be resting underground.”

“So they hide underground like rats…” Camilla squinted her eyes. “Parasites… Eating away at our country… We must kill them all, big brother.”

“A-Ah, yes,” nodded Vlad, feeling a bit surprised by Camilla’s cold remarks. “Let’s go.”

Chris led them to an abandoned building—well, not entirely abandoned, as it was being guarded by five thugs.

“This should end quickly if I handle it, but… Camilla, do you want to take them down on your own?” Vlad wondered.

“Sure!” Camilla nodded, running towards the thugs.

“W-Wait, don’t be so direct!” Vlad wanted her to sneak from behind or above the rooftops of the houses or something, but Camilla just ran at them.

“Hey! Who’s that?”

“A vampire brat?”

“What are you doing around here, lassie? You got lost?”

“Aren’t vampires worth a lot if you get to sell one as a slave?!”

“Yeah, definitely, grab her!”

As Camilla walked towards them and they ran towards her with greedy eyes, her face expression became completely ruthless.

Her eyes glowed bright red as her silvery-white hair waved by the intense shockwaves of her own Psychic Aura.

“Bugs!”

With an annoyed scream, a giant invisible hand made of Telekinetic Force rushed down towards the five thugs, crushing them into the ground.

“Ugh?! What the…?!”

“What’s this!”

“Aaarrghh! My bones are breaking!”

“No way, stop…! STOOOP!”

CRAAASH!

And before they could even reach her, they were flattened like pancakes into the floor…

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