Chapter 368: Unbelievable Demands
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~~~(POV: Helda Vora)~~~
~~~(Location: Meeting with Relozz, Wessixs, Elven Kingdom)~~~
~~~(Time: 8:04 PM)~~~
We enter Relozz's office, and it's covered in lavish decorations. The scum of an elven man doesn't know taste if it looked like a woman. He sits down in his chair and looks towards us. "Please, take a seat." He waves his hands to the two chairs that are free, and he's only doing this to make more tension. We're not sitting down, no matter what.
He lowers his hand on the table and releases a sigh, more for theatrics than anything else. "Fine, be that way. We'll get right down to business." Melimora and I are watching every move he makes. "I can get you what you need to get into the capital with no problems, but my price has gone up. Not a lot of business in Wessixs these days." His tone is drawn out.
Slowly gaining excitement and knowing that what he wants is something only true monsters provide. "Some of my women have... Passed due to some extenuating circumstances..." My stomach turns as he speaks... He enjoys torturing and sexually abusing women, and sometimes men if they're pretty enough... A truly sick creature...
He leans back in his chair, having laid down the terms of his work. Melimora and I are silent. Both of us want to reject him. There are other people we can go to in different cities... It's better than Relozz. "However, I'm in a different mood today." His voice has a perverted edge to it. "If one of you pleases me now, I'll provide my services." It takes all my willpower not to draw my dagger.
This is a complete waste of time, and Melimora is already turning towards the door, and I follow. "Oh, I'm just kidding, ladies. I know how you feel about me. What I really want is to meet that lovely elven blonde that you arrived in town with." Him knowing about us doesn't surprise me, but we ignore him and exit out of the door.
Closing it behind us in the process and making our way towards the exit of this facility. He was undoubted talking about Sally, and if he knows about us, he knows where we're staying. He'd be a fool to attack them. Sally is strong and would kill that insect quickly. "What do you suggest we do now?" Melimora brings up a good point.
Relozz was the last person I knew of in Wessix that could help us get what we need. There is another city, but since there is no fast way to get there, it'd take a couple of days on foot. Quicker by carriage, but still... "The City of Lerro is to our Northwest, and there are people that I know there." Lerro is our best option after here.
inconveniences are named as such cause they make things far more complicated than they need to be. "Wow... We haven't been to Lerro in... What? 135 years? I wonder if they still have the best ice cream after all this time..." I'm doing the same thing, trying to get my mind off the women enslaved to Relozz. I'd kill him if I could, but when you kill a person like Relozz. Word gets around.
Everyone that can provide what we need to get into the capital won't provide us any services. Fearing that we'd kill them the same way we killed Relozz, it's just the business. We exit the location and start walking down the street, but I spot a familiar face as we're getting closer to the city center. Seems like Cera got antsy waiting for us.
My elbow connects with Meli's shoulder, and I point towards Cera now that I have her attention. She moves towards him in the same stride I am. "What are you doing outside the Inn?" My voice is in a whisper as Cera turns his head and sees us. He's wearing his hood, and the reason he stood out to me is thanks to his extravagant elven features.
He folds his arms at the tone he's received from me and has an amused smirk. One that doesn't have any ill will, just genuine intentions. "Take it that whatever you've been through tonight has put you into a sour mood." He hits the problem right on the head as he always does. My anger and hate directed at Relozz is making me overly emotional at the moment.
Cera sees my look and gains a serious air about him, and I can tell that he will be persistent with this. "What happened? You haven't given a look like that in the entire time I've known you. Now even when we were messing with each other in the carriage ride." Hiding the truth can only come back to bite you, and I sense no reason not to tell him.
Cera is level-headed, and the likely hood of him doing anything rash isn't probable. "We met with a contact. He has a taste for beautiful women and enslaving them. He only accepts payment in his demand for fresh women." A flash of a scowl appears on Cera's face, but he closes his eyes and takes a single deep breath.
Acting the way someone should in very tense and complicated situations, he opens his eyes, and his shoulders straighten up. "I know you wouldn't make any deals with someone like that, meaning we're having to adjust our plan, right?" A single nod from me confirms his deductions, and he turns around and starts heading back towards the direction the Inn is located.
~~~(POV: Cera Adamo)~~~
~~~(Location: Walking back towards the Inn, Wessixs, Elven Kingdom)~~~
~~~(Time: 8:17 PM)~~~
As much as I want to kill this Relozz individual, that isn't tactically or strategically sound. A death with that much importance to the criminal world in the Elven Kingdom can lead to trouble, and that's something we don't need. "Don't say anything to Sally or Jasmine. They might act rashly." My words are cruel in a sense...
I don't like keeping things from Sally or anyone I care about. On the one hand, Sally and Jasmine are ex-slaves, and they'll do something that could jeopardize our quest here. "You can't save everyone... It's a sad sentiment..." Helda shows a side that I don't get to see often. She offers sympathy and agrees with my choice, and Melimora agrees along with her.
We make it back to the Inn, and we head upstairs. They split off into their own rooms, and I head to mine. They're heading to rooms that are empty and quiet. On the other hand, mine is filled with a bunch of girls. I prefer the silence right about now. I open the door, and I'm hit with the fruity scent of shampoos and soaps.
My eyes land on the room, and there is no one here. My ears pick up laughter coming from the bathroom and steam coming from the slightly cracked door. Seeing no desire to get screamed at, I head over to the bed and plop down. Our bathroom is bigger than the rest, so I understand. Why they're all bathing together is something I won't understand.
The disgusting habits in the world... They make my stomach turn... I feel like absolute shit not helping poor women... Trapped in that hell with Relozz... When you know something, you can't unknow it. "Please forgive me..." My contractions and flaws... My dodging and accepting of responsibility... Can I really call myself a man...
My eyes slowly close, and I drown out the sounds coming from the bathroom, and a numb silence fills my thoughts. Clearing my mind of the world and my problems... The demons that are eating away at my mind... A moment of peace, traded for denial of my responsibility... Such an ego...
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A/N: Below this line, I'll be keeping Cera's player information. That way, I won't have to place it into the story above anymore. It takes about 180 words up.
[Slayer (Zern) Lvl.196]
[Exp: 40/100%]
[Title: The Son of Arch-Angel Michael (Hidden)]
[Stats] [Strength - 7095][Endurance - 7045][Dexterity - 7215][Speed - 8240][Focus - 19,660]
[Mana aura control: 6/100%]
[Health: 76,560,000,000/76,560,000,000] [Mana: 216,600,000,000/216,600,000,000]
[Stat Points: 50] [Armor rating: 500]
[Inventory] [Dice of Wayland (Divine)] [Hardened Tree sap Armor (Very Rare)] [The Witness (Legendary Sword)] [Fenrir's Whistle (Divine)] [Sally's Dresses 5x] [Camping gear] [Food Rations 3x] [Dried meat 4x] [Fishing poles 2x] [Fish 8x] [Festival Garbs 2x]
[Passive Perks]
[Inheritor of the Sword] [Son of Heaven] [Slayer of Evil] [Holy Willow Trees Savior] [Finder of Legends] [The Divine who has Legend] [Destined for Greatness] [Dungeon Diver] [An Overachiever]
[Active Skills]
[Heavens light Lvl.59 325/5900] [Protected by Heaven Lvl.59 225/5900] [Slash Lvl..77 4600/130000] [Parry Lvl.53 80/5300] [Double Strike N/A] [Kingslayer N/A] [Raging Machine N/A] [Winged Glory] [Angelic Flight] [Divine Pressure Exertion] [Divinity Pulse] [Controled Fun]
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~~~(POV: Helda Vora)~~~
~~~(Location: Meeting with Relozz, Wessixs, Elven Kingdom)~~~
~~~(Time: 8:04 PM)~~~
We enter Relozz's office, and it's covered in lavish decorations. The scum of an elven man doesn't know taste if it looked like a woman. He sits down in his chair and looks towards us. "Please, take a seat." He waves his hands to the two chairs that are free, and he's only doing this to make more tension. We're not sitting down, no matter what.
He lowers his hand on the table and releases a sigh, more for theatrics than anything else. "Fine, be that way. We'll get right down to business." Melimora and I are watching every move he makes. "I can get you what you need to get into the capital with no problems, but my price has gone up. Not a lot of business in Wessixs these days." His tone is drawn out.
Slowly gaining excitement and knowing that what he wants is something only true monsters provide. "Some of my women have... Passed due to some extenuating circumstances..." My stomach turns as he speaks... He enjoys torturing and sexually abusing women, and sometimes men if they're pretty enough... A truly sick creature...
He leans back in his chair, having laid down the terms of his work. Melimora and I are silent. Both of us want to reject him. There are other people we can go to in different cities... It's better than Relozz. "However, I'm in a different mood today." His voice has a perverted edge to it. "If one of you pleases me now, I'll provide my services." It takes all my willpower not to draw my dagger.
This is a complete waste of time, and Melimora is already turning towards the door, and I follow. "Oh, I'm just kidding, ladies. I know how you feel about me. What I really want is to meet that lovely elven blonde that you arrived in town with." Him knowing about us doesn't surprise me, but we ignore him and exit out of the door.
Closing it behind us in the process and making our way towards the exit of this facility. He was undoubted talking about Sally, and if he knows about us, he knows where we're staying. He'd be a fool to attack them. Sally is strong and would kill that insect quickly. "What do you suggest we do now?" Melimora brings up a good point.
Relozz was the last person I knew of in Wessix that could help us get what we need. There is another city, but since there is no fast way to get there, it'd take a couple of days on foot. Quicker by carriage, but still... "The City of Lerro is to our Northwest, and there are people that I know there." Lerro is our best option after here.
inconveniences are named as such cause they make things far more complicated than they need to be. "Wow... We haven't been to Lerro in... What? 135 years? I wonder if they still have the best ice cream after all this time..." I'm doing the same thing, trying to get my mind off the women enslaved to Relozz. I'd kill him if I could, but when you kill a person like Relozz. Word gets around.
Everyone that can provide what we need to get into the capital won't provide us any services. Fearing that we'd kill them the same way we killed Relozz, it's just the business. We exit the location and start walking down the street, but I spot a familiar face as we're getting closer to the city center. Seems like Cera got antsy waiting for us.
My elbow connects with Meli's shoulder, and I point towards Cera now that I have her attention. She moves towards him in the same stride I am. "What are you doing outside the Inn?" My voice is in a whisper as Cera turns his head and sees us. He's wearing his hood, and the reason he stood out to me is thanks to his extravagant elven features.
He folds his arms at the tone he's received from me and has an amused smirk. One that doesn't have any ill will, just genuine intentions. "Take it that whatever you've been through tonight has put you into a sour mood." He hits the problem right on the head as he always does. My anger and hate directed at Relozz is making me overly emotional at the moment.
Cera sees my look and gains a serious air about him, and I can tell that he will be persistent with this. "What happened? You haven't given a look like that in the entire time I've known you. Now even when we were messing with each other in the carriage ride." Hiding the truth can only come back to bite you, and I sense no reason not to tell him.
Cera is level-headed, and the likely hood of him doing anything rash isn't probable. "We met with a contact. He has a taste for beautiful women and enslaving them. He only accepts payment in his demand for fresh women." A flash of a scowl appears on Cera's face, but he closes his eyes and takes a single deep breath.
Acting the way someone should in very tense and complicated situations, he opens his eyes, and his shoulders straighten up. "I know you wouldn't make any deals with someone like that, meaning we're having to adjust our plan, right?" A single nod from me confirms his deductions, and he turns around and starts heading back towards the direction the Inn is located.
~~~(POV: Cera Adamo)~~~
~~~(Location: Walking back towards the Inn, Wessixs, Elven Kingdom)~~~
~~~(Time: 8:17 PM)~~~
As much as I want to kill this Relozz individual, that isn't tactically or strategically sound. A death with that much importance to the criminal world in the Elven Kingdom can lead to trouble, and that's something we don't need. "Don't say anything to Sally or Jasmine. They might act rashly." My words are cruel in a sense...
I don't like keeping things from Sally or anyone I care about. On the one hand, Sally and Jasmine are ex-slaves, and they'll do something that could jeopardize our quest here. "You can't save everyone... It's a sad sentiment..." Helda shows a side that I don't get to see often. She offers sympathy and agrees with my choice, and Melimora agrees along with her.
We make it back to the Inn, and we head upstairs. They split off into their own rooms, and I head to mine. They're heading to rooms that are empty and quiet. On the other hand, mine is filled with a bunch of girls. I prefer the silence right about now. I open the door, and I'm hit with the fruity scent of shampoos and soaps.
My eyes land on the room, and there is no one here. My ears pick up laughter coming from the bathroom and steam coming from the slightly cracked door. Seeing no desire to get screamed at, I head over to the bed and plop down. Our bathroom is bigger than the rest, so I understand. Why they're all bathing together is something I won't understand.
The disgusting habits in the world... They make my stomach turn... I feel like absolute shit not helping poor women... Trapped in that hell with Relozz... When you know something, you can't unknow it. "Please forgive me..." My contractions and flaws... My dodging and accepting of responsibility... Can I really call myself a man...
My eyes slowly close, and I drown out the sounds coming from the bathroom, and a numb silence fills my thoughts. Clearing my mind of the world and my problems... The demons that are eating away at my mind... A moment of peace, traded for denial of my responsibility... Such an ego...
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A/N: Below this line, I'll be keeping Cera's player information. That way, I won't have to place it into the story above anymore. It takes about 180 words up.
[Slayer (Zern) Lvl.196]
[Exp: 40/100%]
[Title: The Son of Arch-Angel Michael (Hidden)]
[Stats] [Strength - 7095][Endurance - 7045][Dexterity - 7215][Speed - 8240][Focus - 19,660]
[Mana aura control: 6/100%]
[Health: 76,560,000,000/76,560,000,000] [Mana: 216,600,000,000/216,600,000,000]
[Stat Points: 50] [Armor rating: 500]
[Inventory] [Dice of Wayland (Divine)] [Hardened Tree sap Armor (Very Rare)] [The Witness (Legendary Sword)] [Fenrir's Whistle (Divine)] [Sally's Dresses 5x] [Camping gear] [Food Rations 3x] [Dried meat 4x] [Fishing poles 2x] [Fish 8x] [Festival Garbs 2x]
[Passive Perks]
[Inheritor of the Sword] [Son of Heaven] [Slayer of Evil] [Holy Willow Trees Savior] [Finder of Legends] [The Divine who has Legend] [Destined for Greatness] [Dungeon Diver] [An Overachiever]
[Active Skills]
[Heavens light Lvl.59 325/5900] [Protected by Heaven Lvl.59 225/5900] [Slash Lvl..77 4600/130000] [Parry Lvl.53 80/5300] [Double Strike N/A] [Kingslayer N/A] [Raging Machine N/A] [Winged Glory] [Angelic Flight] [Divine Pressure Exertion] [Divinity Pulse] [Controled Fun]
{I have a p-a-t-r-e-o-n with exclusive stories on it! I hope you guys will give it a chance. The link is https://www.p-a-t-r-e-o-n.com/easyread. Remove the dashes. Webnovel censors the word.}~~~POV: Helda Vora~~~~~~Location: Meeting with Relozz, Wessixs, Elven Kingdom~~~~~~Time: 8:04 PM~~~We enter Relozz's office, and it's covered in lavish decorations. The scum of an elven man doesn't know taste if it looked like a woman. He sits down in his chair and looks towards us. "Please, take a seat." He waves his hands to the two chairs that are free, and he's only doing this to make more tension. We're not sitting down, no matter what.He lowers his hand on the table and releases a sigh, more for theatrics than anything else. "Fine, be that way. We'll get right down to business." Melimora and I are watching every move he makes. "I can get you what you need to get into the capital with no problems, but my price has gone up. Not a lot of business in Wessixs these days." His tone is drawn out.Slowly gaining excitement and knowing that what he wants is something only true monsters provide. "Some of my women have... Passed due to some extenuating circumstances..." My stomach turns as he speaks... He enjoys torturing and sexually abusing women, and sometimes men if they're pretty enough... A truly sick creature...He leans back in his chair, having laid down the terms of his work. Melimora and I are silent. Both of us want to reject him. There are other people we can go to in different cities... It's better than Relozz. "However, I'm in a different mood today." His voice has a perverted edge to it. "If one of you pleases me now, I'll provide my services." It takes all my willpower not to draw my dagger.This is a complete waste of time, and Melimora is already turning towards the door, and I follow. "Oh, I'm just kidding, ladies. I know how you feel about me. What I really want is to meet that lovely elven blonde that you arrived in town with." Him knowing about us doesn't surprise me, but we ignore him and exit out of the door.Closing it behind us in the process and making our way towards the exit of this facility. He was undoubted talking about Sally, and if he knows about us, he knows where we're staying. He'd be a fool to attack them. Sally is strong and would kill that insect quickly. "What do you suggest we do now?" Melimora brings up a good point.Relozz was the last person I knew of in Wessix that could help us get what we need. There is another city, but since there is no fast way to get there, it'd take a couple of days on foot. Quicker by carriage, but still... "The City of Lerro is to our Northwest, and there are people that I know there." Lerro is our best option after here.inconveniences are named as such cause they make things far more complicated than they need to be. "Wow... We haven't been to Lerro in... What? 135 years? I wonder if they still have the best ice cream after all this time..." I'm doing the same thing, trying to get my mind off the women enslaved to Relozz. I'd kill him if I could, but when you kill a person like Relozz. Word gets around.Everyone that can provide what we need to get into the capital won't provide us any services. Fearing that we'd kill them the same way we killed Relozz, it's just the business. We exit the location and start walking down the street, but I spot a familiar face as we're getting closer to the city center. Seems like Cera got antsy waiting for us.My elbow connects with Meli's shoulder, and I point towards Cera now that I have her attention. She moves towards him in the same stride I am. "What are you doing outside the Inn?" My voice is in a whisper as Cera turns his head and sees us. He's wearing his hood, and the reason he stood out to me is thanks to his extravagant elven features.He folds his arms at the tone he's received from me and has an amused smirk. One that doesn't have any ill will, just genuine intentions. "Take it that whatever you've been through tonight has put you into a sour mood." He hits the problem right on the head as he always does. My anger and hate directed at Relozz is making me overly emotional at the moment.Cera sees my look and gains a serious air about him, and I can tell that he will be persistent with this. "What happened? You haven't given a look like that in the entire time I've known you. Now even when we were messing with each other in the carriage ride." Hiding the truth can only come back to bite you, and I sense no reason not to tell him.Cera is level-headed, and the likely hood of him doing anything rash isn't probable. "We met with a contact. He has a taste for beautiful women and enslaving them. He only accepts payment in his demand for fresh women." A flash of a scowl appears on Cera's face, but he closes his eyes and takes a single deep breath.Acting the way someone should in very tense and complicated situations, he opens his eyes, and his shoulders straighten up. "I know you wouldn't make any deals with someone like that, meaning we're having to adjust our plan, right?" A single nod from me confirms his deductions, and he turns around and starts heading back towards the direction the Inn is located.~~~POV: Cera Adamo~~~~~~Location: Walking back towards the Inn, Wessixs, Elven Kingdom~~~~~~Time: 8:17 PM~~~As much as I want to kill this Relozz individual, that isn't tactically or strategically sound. A death with that much importance to the criminal world in the Elven Kingdom can lead to trouble, and that's something we don't need. "Don't say anything to Sally or Jasmine. They might act rashly." My words are cruel in a sense...I don't like keeping things from Sally or anyone I care about. On the one hand, Sally and Jasmine are ex-slaves, and they'll do something that could jeopardize our quest here. "You can't save everyone... It's a sad sentiment..." Helda shows a side that I don't get to see often. She offers sympathy and agrees with my choice, and Melimora agrees along with her.We make it back to the Inn, and we head upstairs. They split off into their own rooms, and I head to mine. They're heading to rooms that are empty and quiet. On the other hand, mine is filled with a bunch of girls. I prefer the silence right about now. I open the door, and I'm hit with the fruity scent of shampoos and soaps.My eyes land on the room, and there is no one here. My ears pick up laughter coming from the bathroom and steam coming from the slightly cracked door. Seeing no desire to get screamed at, I head over to the bed and plop down. Our bathroom is bigger than the rest, so I understand. Why they're all bathing together is something I won't understand.The disgusting habits in the world... They make my stomach turn... I feel like absolute shit not helping poor women... Trapped in that hell with Relozz... When you know something, you can't unknow it. "Please forgive me..." My contractions and flaws... My dodging and accepting of responsibility... Can I really call myself a man...My eyes slowly close, and I drown out the sounds coming from the bathroom, and a numb silence fills my thoughts. Clearing my mind of the world and my problems... The demons that are eating away at my mind... A moment of peace, traded for denial of my responsibility... Such an ego...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A/N: Below this line, I'll be keeping Cera's player information. That way, I won't have to place it into the story above anymore. It takes about 180 words up.Slayer Zern Lvl.196Exp: 40/100%Title: The Son of Arch-Angel Michael HiddenStats Strength - 7095Endurance - 7045Dexterity - 7215Speed - 8240Focus - 19,660Mana aura control: 6/100%Health: 76,560,000,000/76,560,000,000 Mana: 216,600,000,000/216,600,000,000Stat Points: 50 Armor rating: 500Inventory Dice of Wayland Divine Hardened Tree sap Armor Very Rare The Witness Legendary Sword Fenrir's Whistle Divine Sally's Dresses 5x Camping gear Food Rations 3x Dried meat 4x Fishing poles 2x Fish 8x Festival Garbs 2xPassive PerksInheritor of the Sword Son of Heaven Slayer of Evil Holy Willow Trees Savior Finder of Legends The Divine who has Legend Destined for Greatness Dungeon Diver An OverachieverActive SkillsHeavens light Lvl.59 325/5900 Protected by Heaven Lvl.59 225/5900 Slash Lvl..77 4600/130000 Parry Lvl.53 80/5300 Double Strike N/A Kingslayer N/A Raging Machine N/A Winged Glory Angelic Flight Divine Pressure Exertion Divinity Pulse Controled Fun
