"Detected five life signatures. What is your order?"
Andrew stood in front of a Black Cat brothel. Andrew is trying his hardest to hide his rage, witnessing his work getting demolished for the whim of few bastards who don't know their place.
May some of them don't know, but district 0 was something anyone can just go in and do whatever he wants and leave without consequences.
In some way, it is more restricted than registered districts by the unwritten rule made in between five factions. For the purpose of not letting the outsiders get power inside the District 0.
Andrews knew wherever the person who hired those idiots get nothing. And this party, they will disappear in just a week at most.
As for his master's properties that ransacked by them will be divided in between two or three factions if he doesn't retake them right now.
"Fucking idiots! Like one of those fancy-sounding words those cultivators use: Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers."
Andrews cursed as he knew if he wipes out the party, the adventure guild uses that as an excuse to destroy the Jackal gang for public point and sell or use its empty location.
If he left it alone, then those properties will be taken over by other factions.
But now, thanks to his master, he can deal with those problems safely.
"Suppress them! You can hurt them, but don't kill them."
According to information Andrews received from his subordinates, each member only strong about the second or third grade of the first level.
The drones created by his master can at least contend against second-level warriors or cultivators. And best of all, they don't possess any qi or mana makes them appear no different than any fateless.
No one will believe the words of the party returned alive after being beaten by fateless thugs.
"Affirmative! Please don't move more than one meter during operation."
"I will."
Said Andrews stick close behind to leading droid.
"What are those ?"
"Just fateless with nothing but few muscleheads armed with some shield and stick."
The mage said mockingly after finished checking Andrews and his guard using his mana sense.
The fateless as it sounds, the person has forsaken by god. Who doesn't have or unable to condense either dantian or mana core past 15 years old.
Because of how much life focused around its two sides of qi and mana, the fateless treated by others were no better than cripples at best and slaves at worst.
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"Look at that rat walking in the middle thinking he is something after donning some muscleheads with a plate armor."
Party's ranger said while looking through windows at Andrews surrounded by his guards.
"I always hated that kind of bastard who thinks they are better than some people while acting like scum."
"Yeah, let's show him our difference after killing those guards."
The party prepares for the combat, but from their eyes and posture, it was clear they are looking upon their new arriving opponents.
"Executing Suppression!"
Following a cold mechanical voice, the brothel's door shattered by the towering shield of the drone.
It was the signal for the start of the battle for the party, but to drones, it was just another operation.
"Blinding Light!"
"Fireball!"
"Lightning Arrow!"
As usual, the mage and ranger releases attack following behind the priestess's spell.
Meanwhile, the tank stood in front of the party, strengthening his body using his mana while the party leader stood behind him prepares his sword to stuck armor's weak points on moment those guards were blinded then hit by a fireball and lightning armor.
What they imagined didn't happen.
In the blink of an eye, their attack has failed.
The armored man hit by a flash of light followed by a small explosion then lightning, but without even show a slight sign of flinching, the armored man rushed straight towards the tank in front.
The tank was confident that he easily handle those trashes using his mana strengthened body. With a smirk, he placed his footing on the flood and received charge head-on.
Just like the living battering ram, the man in armor easily crushed the man's shield along with his arm.
*Crack!*
The unbearable pain of his crushed arm woken up tank from his dream and see the large shield in front of his face before crashing on him and continue its momentum while carrying his whole body.
"W-What!"
In a surprise, the leader immediately thrusts his sword aiming towards the eye socket of the helm. But only something extremely hard before being sandwiched between the hard floor and his partner by the man in armor.
"AAAA!"
The other three's panicked squeals echoed through the room. All three of them crashed and pressed on the ground under the shields of other people in armor.
Just as following their instruction to suppress any violence using force to the droids, those people are far from being pacified.
"Please don't resist!"
Said droid increased pressure on their shield to stop people's movement.
Everything could stop just there if the party stops its movement.
"FUCK YOU!"
"FUCKING FATELESS RATS!"
"DO YOU KNOW WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO YOU IF THE GUILD KNOWS THIS!"
But they made a mistake that would regret for rest of their whole life.
"Detected heavy sign of resistance and attempt of treat towards escort."
"Proceeding to change next stage."
Then they saw the stick those people in armor starts to glow in eerie blue light.
"DO YOU REALLY THINK~"
"STOP YOUR RESISTANCE!"
The droid raised its baton swung down with the crackling sound of electricity.
"AAAH!"
"AAARH!"
With each sound of cracking electricity, each member of the party received a beating from droids.
"STOP YOUR RESISTANCE!"
With the sharp burning feeling of electricity and the feeling of the blunt baton, each of them tried to escape from the shield pushing them down.
"STOP YOUR RESISTANCE!"
But there was no wail each time they tried to escape by pushing back, push to the side, or retreating backward.
"STOP YOUR RESISTANCE!"
All-time they would receive the merciless electric baton forcing them to struggle even more from pain and suffocating feeling pinned under the shield with force increasing for every time they struggle.
"STOP YOUR RESISTANCE!"
"P-please no!"
"I Stop, I STOP!"
At first, they cursed, then they began to threaten then they tried to talk then, at last, they began to plea.
"STOP YOUR RESISTANCE!"
"aaa"
"Please I do anything!"
"No-no more!"
"Hic! no~~~stop."
Eventually under the constant beating mixed with suffocation in between the floor and hard shield.
All of them became obedient toward their new temporary masters.
They finally pacified.
The suppresion is complete.