I Created A Secret Society of Darkness

Chapter 211-215

211: I'm a magician, you know?

Honestly, these members are no good without me.

What a bothersome team.

"Ha? What is it? You guys."

"But, they're too good-looking, though. Right, Leader?"

"Sure, I can get a good price for these. Hey, how much are these guys worth?"

"About three gold coins per person, even if it's a used slave with a fine body as this."

"Guess the deal. Hey, lads, surround these guys to stop them from getting away."

And when the bandits saw us, instead of running away, they were conversing about what they would do if they sold us.

Have these men not heard the rumors of the recent attacks on those who trade in illegal slaves?

Or do they think that since only the imperial organizations were attacked, the Kingdom's dark forces set up to eliminate their competitors were doing it in secret and that the Kingdom ones were not a target?

In this case, it would be the latter because there is no way that those who live behind the scenes have not heard about the Empire's dark business associates getting destroyed.

"But then again, there's little to no sense of urgency here."

And I sighed deeply when we saw them.

Although we have different aspirations, we all live behind the scenes, yet when I see how their work ethic is too low compared to ours, it makes me want to sigh even more.

Judging from their work ethic, these guys probably don't have much to offer either.

Then all that's left to do is to beat them up and reduce them to slaves as usual.

"Hey. Go ahead and beat these guys up just enough so they don't break. And remember, they're the product, so don't forget that, okay?"

"Hei-hei, I know. Then I'll take that little elf girl over there. Looking at that collar, it looks like she's already someone's slave, but we can nab such a thing and override the slave contract. Since they're all second-hand, they're probably used. Unlike the previous ones, you can get a taste of these top-notch beauties all you want, so it's really a lucky day!"

And when I was disappointed with them, a stubbly-bearded, swordsman-like man with a nasty smile on his face looked at me longingly.

At that moment, my body reacted so badly that I felt goosebumps all at once.

"So, the little elf lady doesn't seem to be a magician by the looks of it, which is unusual for an elf. Well, from my point of view, it's easier on me if she doesn't use magic because that would be more troublesome."

"Ara? I'm a magician, you know?"

212: Depending on your reply, I'll show you no mercy

The man who appears to be a swordsman thinks I am not a magician just by looking at me.

Certainly, in the eyes of the general public, a magician is nothing without their staff, so he probably judged me not to be one when he saw that I did not have a staff, the very lifeblood of a magician.

There was nothing wrong with that, but when I commented that I was a magician, he lowered his guard, behaving as if the battle was already over.

Seeing his attitude, I was filled with anger.