I went outside the room to find the guards still up. It seems that they take their job seriously, guards sleeping on duty is only found within fantasy fictions…
I left without giving them a word, and headed downstairs, where I found Balthazar and asked him for means of transport if he has any.
He then said that he had already prepared a caravan yesterday and a person to guide them through the forest and all the way to the passage towards the kingdom of man.
Thanking him I went forward, and deeper within the market where people just woke and began installing themselves, preparing for a new day of work.
Within the market was a caravan that was well equipped and had several demonkin that were quite imposing to say the least, guarding it.
A man of great weight came out, he was so fat his neck fused with his chin. His yellow and golden clothes with his fat stomach bulging out, gave the impression of him being one of a despicable nature…the kind of clichéd fat sly men that you find them in medieval fantasy stories.
The man came down, and headed towards a nearby store. Accompanied by half a dozen of the men that came with him. They waited outside while he entered. The store that the man went inside was an armory and weapon store. Something that I wanted to check out. I then got inside the shop after having the bodyguards move out of the way.
I had only worn the clothes given by Lilith today, as I have decided not to wear the veil inside the city, to not scare people away or bring unwanted attention to myself.
Once inside I looked at the various weapons that were portrayed on the store. I began by inspecting them, one by one, only to understand that most of the weapons here were shit…
Their base damage is so low, that my bare fists can do more damage. I noticed the fat man giving the shop keeper a pouch, it was probably filled with gold pieces that the shop keeper did not even try to count. He then asked him to follow him inside the shop…
I didn't really care for what shady business was going on, and my curiosity for the contents of the weapon store was extinguished rather rapidly. So I went outside only to see an interesting scene.
There was a girl that was fighting with some of the guards. Not fighting, but trying to escape.
She must have been inside the caravan, it was probably…an elf, she had the pointy ears and the golden locks, with azure like eyes and a beautiful body…a body riddled with scars and bruises. Her hands were cuffed and her ability to move was limited, she had a slave collar on her ad she was fighting to gain her freedom.
Yet she was not strong enough to escape the grasp of the men. Though an interesting scene it would have been to watch until the end, I really don't think I will. Mainly because it is not my problem, and because I don't want it to be. So I left, and let the screaming girl cry out for anyone to help. Help that she was not going to find, as the passers either laughed from her futile attempt to escape or ignored it completely.
"What is up with all this shouting? What is going in on!" said the fat man, to which I almost snorted as the pitch of his voice was so high I almost thought he was joking. He made me remember a character of great size in a famous series that had the same problem.
"What are you laughing at!" said the fat man to me who was walking away.
"Nothing, really" I said barely able to suppress my laughter.
"No! You clearly have a problem. I think my men would be glad in helping you with it."
"I'd rather not. You should probably mind your own business." I said this time with seriousness, I am not looking for trouble but if he is, he will find it.
"Coward…" said the fat man
Words on deaf ears. Something like that will not really move anything within me. I believe if I had feelings they are long since dead.
"Hey, boss!" said one of the guards.
"That is the man that won the tournament, I remember it clearly! He is wearing the same clothes…"
"Hang on! Hey you!" said the fat man
To which I didn't really want to answer. And kept on walking, I really am not in the mood to cause a scene or make any problems, especially within a strange city.
"Get him!" said the fat man and the men ran and encircled me.
Sigh…
I turned around, clearly irritated and said
"What do you want?"
"I want to make a trade with you!" he said
"What trade? I have nothing to offer…" I replied
"No, but you do, the three slaves you won in yesterday's tournament! I have been looking for you all day long and was informed that you went to the royal palace! I will give you-"yet before he finished I stopped him with a tone filled with threatening vibes.
"They are not for sale!" I announced
To which the man twitched and said
"Everything is for sale if you pay high enough! I will give you ten million gold coin for them. And a three other slaves for them. I even have an elf for trade, that bitch wouldn't scream no matter what I do…tough skinned bitch…"
"I said they are not for sale…piss off."
The fat man had a vein popping from his forehead and said
"Well, if you are not selling them, then you will not enjoy them! Kill this man! No one would miss a dead human in this city." He said and the men engaged upon me.
I didn't even bother retaliating, as I activated the Imposing aura of pain and every single one of the guards fell to my knees. I went towards the fat man who was barely breathing and grabbed him from his greasy neck. I raised him from the floor for a bit, and looked deep within his eyes.
A sight of terror was drawn on his face, the man actually pissed his pants.
"Tell me! How are you going to kill me now? Huh? I can't hear it? Speak!"
"Please stop!" said the elven girl. I looked at her state and dropped the man
If he dies…she dies…
I pressed my right foot on the man's bulging stomach and said to him
"You have angered me, you will need to pay compensation…"
"Whatever you please my lord! Please spare me!" cried the man
What a disgusting sight…
"Release that girl, and every one under your slave contract." I said.
"But! That is too much! I can give you the girl, the rest are expensive…"
"So their worth is more than your life…" I said while squeezing his stomach even further.
"W-Wait! I will…Here! It is done"
That easy?
I looked at the elven girl whose face was shocked. "Were you released?" I asked.
She nodded.
I need to verify, that the rest is also free…
But I have no other way.
I looked at his guards, and they all had collars
I asked one of them…and they were freed…
I think that this went on too easily, if he had released them this easy, he will probably have a way to enslave them as fast again.
"Thank you for your kind cooperation." I said then added "Well of souls"
I summoned the vortex that leads towards hell right under him, where his body began being sucked in.
Souls latched on to his body as if it was an offering.
"Your despicable acts have finally found end, I think that Annwn will be pleased to have something as corrupt as you to judge. Tell him I said hi."
The vortex then closed down on him, leaving but empty ground.
Turning around I saw the face of many spectators painted with horror and fright.
I rose and left the scene. None dared speak, and none dared act. Against true power, only a fool would stand up and fight. Though am I not the biggest fool of them all? Challenging the gods and fighting devils within hell even though I had not the strength for it…ironic isn't it…