Won of various ages from a little girl who seed to be 8 years old to older woman on her 50s slowly erged from the basent, their eyes adjusting to the light as they were guided out by Clentine and Rumia. Although Clentine clearly disliked the task, Shido had ordered her to escort the rescued captives to the nearest soldiers or the Adventurers' Guild and report that they were the won who had gone missing weeks ago.
Rumia had volunteered to accompany her, driven by concern for the won's well-being. She couldn't stop thinking about the cruelty they had endured. With Clentine there to protect her, Shido had no worries for Rumia's safety. If he truly wished, he could have commanded Clentine to wipe out the entire Eight Fingers organization, but that would risk alerting others, allowing so to escape.
The won who had abandoned all hope and awaited their fate to be sold as slaves, now looked upon their rescuers with tearful gratitude. Many wept openly, their voices hoarse from offering endless thanks to Rumia and Clentine. Clentine click her tongue in annoyance.
However, when they ca to Shido, their eyes brightened and even though of doing sothing for him to express their thanks.
But, with Rumia around, those won was quickly shooed away, especially when they saw her smile brightly, but her eyes didn't said so.
Once Rumia and Clentine had gone ahead, Shido turned his attention back to Coco Doll who looked like deflated balloon. However, Shido didn't care about what he was feeling right now and asked. "Do you have here a blonde girl that ca from a village?"
"Hm? You want a woman to accompany you, boss?" Coco Doll responded curiously, tilting his head. Shido told him to call him boss since he felt weird being called by a man especially soone like Coco Doll, master.
"No! I'm searching for soone with that kind of description. Her na is Tuareninya Veyron." Shido glared at Coco Doll for assuming things. If Rumia was with them right now then he was sure that she might puff her cheeks, pouting.
"I-I see." Coco Doll felt scared by his sharp glare. He nervously sifted through his mory, recalling the slaves he had acquired from the countryside. Then his eyes lit up. "Hmm... If I'm not mistaken, she should be that person..."
Coco Doll then told Shido about that girl with the description that Shido provided. Hearing his explanation, Shido began to frown and imdiately go to the location that Coco Doll told him. As for Coco Doll Shido asked him to hide for the ti being and wait for the eting of the eight fingers.
Shido moved with incredible speed, his figure a blur as he used Flash Steps. At that pace, it would take him less than a minute to reach his destination.
As for why he was in a hurry, Coco Doll told him that Succulent had handed Tuareninya over to Staffan Heivish, a corrupt patrol officer with deep ties to the Eight Fingers. Staffan's influence allowed the criminal organization to operate in plain sight, helping them cover their tracks. Because of his continues help, he was rewarded with a woman and he was free to choose who he wanted to.
He had a depraved hobby: he took imnse pleasure in torturing won, especially those who were beautiful. Their pain wasn't just entertainnt for him, it was ecstasy.
Unfortunately, it might be the work of fate but among all the beautiful won held captive, it was Tuareninya who caught Staffan Heivish's eye. The mont he laid eyes on her, a lewd smile curled across his face. He lifted a finger and pointed directly at her.
Tuare's face went pale, as if she had just seen a ghost. Her body trembled, instinctively sensing the danger she was now in.
Seeing this, Succulent simply gave a satisfied nod. "I'll deliver the girl to you tonight," he told Staffan casually. "It's too troubleso to move slaves around during the day with Princess Renner's anti-slavery decree still in effect. But after dark... no one will care."
Staffan chuckled, clearly pleased. "I'll be waiting."
Tuare, anwhile, stood frozen, her fate hanging by a thread.
...
Within one of the dimly lit houses deep inside the capital, sothing vile was about to happen. A fat, greasy man with the appearance of a pig, stood across from a trembling young girl. His beady eyes glinted with depraved desire as he slowly began unbuttoning his shirt, peeling it off and carelessly tossing it aside.
"Hehehe... You're mine now," he muttered with sick delight, his voice thick with anticipation. Drool trickled down his chin as he licked his lips and gazed hungrily at the girl before him. "I'm going to enjoy torturing you."
On the other hand, the young girl was so scared. Her eyes were wide with terror, but her voice wouldn't co. She wanted to scream, to run, to fight, but fear had stolen every ounce of strength from her body.
"You don't need to show such eyes, hehehe. I will treat you really well..." The fat man that was now naked, slowly approach the young girl and wanted to do her as soon as possible.
The young girl saw that the creepy pig was closing towards her and she could only close her eyes as tears fall down on her eyes while silently praying. 'Help... Soone... Please help ...'
"Hehehe, here I co." The fat man was so excited when he saw the despair on the young girl's eyes. He wanted to pounce on her and play with her but before he could do that, the window of the house was suddenly shattered.
*CRASH!*
*BAM!*
A devastating kick struck the fat man square in the gut. His grotesque fra lifted off the ground and crashed into the far wall with a thunderous thud. He groaned, clutching his side, stunned and writhing on the floor.
The young girl flinched at the sound, but slowly opened her eyes, only to see the fat man was now crouching on the ground while holding his body that was kick.
"Are you okay?" Suddenly, a voice of a man broke the silence. The young girl only realized that there was also another person appeared. And it looks like he was the one who kick the fat man.
It was a man, a young, strikingly handso one. Though the room was dim, and she could barely make out his features, the moonlight pouring through the shattered window cast a silver glow over his figure. His calm yet majestic presence radiated a strange warmth, easing the fear that had gripped her heart monts ago.
That man was, of course, Shido.
He had rushed to the location Coco Doll had given him, worried he might arrive too late. Fortunately, he made it on ti, otherwise, the young girl, Tuare's situation will be the sa as the original series.
Shido didn't even look at the fat man writhing in pain on the floor. He directly walked towards Tuare, the young girl that was looking at him with stunned face and asked her in concern.
Tuare remained frozen, staring at the young man before her. Her lips trembled, and her eyes welled up with tears, turning misty as the weight of what had almost happened crashed down on her.
Just monts ago, she had been on the edge of despair, her body about to be violated, her soul crushed. The trauma clung to her like a shadow, and though she had been spared at the last second, the fear still gripped her chest,.
Her life had been nothing but a string of misfortunes. The only light she had ever known was her older sister. Though their life in the village had been humble and hard, they had each other, and that had been enough.
Unfortunately, one day she was taken away by a rchant that fascinated her beauty and he sold her to the slave trade.
Locked in dark, foul-slling cages with other won, she had witnessed horrors no one should ever see. Those who caught the attention of the guards were dragged away, so never to return, others returned broken. Each day blurred into the next, filled with crying, pain, and fear. Hope had long since vanished from her heart.
Tuare was so scared that she always hide in the corner so that the guards wouldn't see her. Unfortunately, one day, a fat man ca in with another person with scary face and seed to wanted to pick up woman.
Tuare kept her head low, praying not to be noticed. But as she cautiously glanced up, her eyes accidentally t the fat man's. Her heart dropped. She imdiately averted her gaze, trembling, but it was already too late.
The mont their eyes locked, the man's face twisted into a lecherous grin.
"That one." he had said, pointing at her with a gluttonous smile.
At that ti, Tuare's face was so pale and thought that she was done for. She could only let herself be tied up and taken to the house of the fat man.
The fat man was so excited when she was delivered to his place and imdiately took off his clothes revealing his disgusting fat body and a little worm between his legs.
Despair clouded Tuare and she was about to fall but then a young man break into the house of the fat man and kick the fat man away. Although not in shining armor, he was illuminated by the moonlight causing him to be more stunning than princes that wore shining armor.
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