Chapter 97: Questioning (1/2)

And so the pregnant girl took me on a tour through the slave pens, in the process saving over 20 other beautiful teenage girls, all of whom were between the age of 14 to 19. Some were locked up by themselves while others were locked up in groups of two or three. All of whom had one thing in common, which was their youthful and captivating beauty.

All of them had a common reaction to my identity as a devil; fear and apprehension. They probably thought I was going to eat their souls after gaining their trust…

And that’s why I say, a devil’s reputation is worse than a pile of dog sh*t on the sidewalk, even saving a person is hard.

Because Nicole was still nowhere in sight, I wasn’t in the mood to explain myself either, at least until the pregnant girl brought me to an isolated room…

Using the key I looted off his unconscious body, the door opened with a click, unleashing in my opinion what had to be one of the foulest smells I had ever smelt since reincarnating, again. Considering I had spent time next to an actual mountain of corpses before, that was saying something indeed.

It was a stench that could only come from having locked a beast in a sealed room for a long time. The only person who found this more painful to bear was probably that crippled girl lying in the middle of the room naked. Judging by her pallid expression, that must’ve been the girl who the brothers crippled.

Throughout this entire process of saving the girls, my heart would pound furiously as I stood outside each of the rooms. It was as if I was standing on a precipice, all it took was a single push to send me over the edge. Was it Nicole behind the door? Or was it…

As the door swung ajar, what greeted me was a golden head of hair and a sudden change of perspective as I collapsed to the floor…that’s right, my legs gave way at that instant…it wasn’t Nicole…thank God….

“*Bark Bark Bark!*” My attention was immediately drawn away, past the naked girl that was chained spread eagled to the floor by four poles, and onto three large yellow dogs that reminded me of a chinese field dog.

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Originally, these three potatoes were quietly gathered in a corner but upon noticing an intruder, me, enter, they immediately stood up and began barking.

Dogs…broken limbs…don’t tell me this is the girl who had Nicole’s wallet!

“Dog…” Those brothers were talking about humiliating “Nicole” with dogs…madness, how could dogs and man…ah, exactly what am I picturing in my head!

“Die!” Even though she wasn’t Nicole, I was raging just the same, these people were worse than beasts! It’s one thing for them to do it themselves but they actually used these dogs to humiliate her. Even the 18th level of hell wasn’t enough for men like them! With righteous fury burning within me, I dashed forward and with a swing of Shadowfang, punished those dogs.

With the dogs taken care of permanently, I finally turned to the poor girl lying in the middle of the room. She really wasn’t Nicole huh…Nicole had a blazing head of red hair while hers was a radiant blond. Perhaps the recent events had gotten to her, but her hair seemed a little dull as if reflecting her current state.

The blond girl was secured tightly to each of the wooden poles with her back facing the air and arced in a way to expose her butt and private parts….which…had really been…

Judging from the strange angle of her limbs, they must’ve been thoroughly dislocated. Not only that, her body was covered in a gamut of burn marks, whip marks, bruises and even knife marks, criss crossing with each other to paint a gruesome picture on her body.

“You…are still alive right…”

“…” She didn’t reply me but neither was she dead either. Instead, she merely stared at me, her eyes completely devoid of life. Even in the face of an infamous devil, her expression didn’t change a bit. From the looks of it, she had completely shut herself off from the world.

In the midst of my musings, the pregnant girl chimed in: “Master…she might not understand the language of the devils, perhaps you should let me translate instead.”

“…” Embarrassing.

It finally dawned on me that I had been using the devil’s tongue up till now. Even when I was conversing with the pregnant girl, we communicated in the devil’s tongue. Putting aside the question of why she even knew this language, now that I knew where the problem lied, it was a simple matter to fix it.

Changing to the tongue of the humans, I said: “It’s alright, you should release her instead, I’m not even sure if her limbs can recover anymore.”

“Master…you can speak in our language?”

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“Mhm.” I nodded while hurrying her along with a wave of my hands, not even taking the time to admire her stunned expression. I instructed the other slaves to help her rescue the crippled girl as well.

Having received my command, the slaves gingerly undid her bindings and found a relatively clean spot for her to sit. I even found a blanket to wrap her in, hiding her wound-ridden body; the last thing I wanted was to be constantly reminded of her pitiful state.

With that settled, I got one of the slave girls to fetch her some water which she halfheartedly drank. While she still had that lifeless look in her eyes, the fact that she drank the water meant that there was still hope.

According to their own words, the brothers had starved this girl for several days. Fearing the worst, I checked her body for any signs of bite marks. Given that the dogs were locked in with her as well, they might have gnawed on her flesh in a fit of frenzied hunger.