Chapter 22 (2/2)
”I don't knohat I am All I kneas that allmyself on h tis I wanted to ask”
I told the froet it back Then I asked theer cities
”I think the barrier caitool to repel monsters that was in thelady With looks like that, plus how rare your race is, you're going to get enslaved right off the bat Those da not human were their livestock”
”Why didn't you run?”
A feline beast until now, scowled in self-derision He spat out words like they were poison
”Don't you see these collars, girlie? As long as they were still on our necks, they would choke us once we get too far froitool The woht the mayor's eyes I didn't knohere he took her We're fated to work here until our deaths…”
”Are you giving up?”
”Watch your irl! What do you know?!”
I ed feline could stand up My shortsword touched his neck
”You…”
The feline beasters atto his feet
”…what do you want?”
”For you If you're tired of living, why not kill yourself? Faster that way”
All their breathing hitched I could see anger si in their eyes
Unconcerned, I dropped a few more shortswords at their feet, then turned irl!”
”I' to a human city Maybe after I break a few of the mayor's toys Those swords are for you Whether you use them to die or to live, that's up to you”
Even after I left the storage roo None of thee mansion that seemed to be the ical signal during the uards Perhaps these people had absolute trust on the itool However, as I infiltrated under the cover of darkness, I did encounter a few floating 'fireflies' I crushed the to No 01's infors were the corporation's observation drones The drones' design emphasized stealth, so even wild birds could break the theet some intel froh to do it
I walked directly to the front doors I dispersed h the cracks, then re-solidify to unlock the bolt froht, despite the fact that this world was supposed to be sihts all over the place I saw a few other itools that looked like modern electrical appliances, too
There were no fireplaces, yet the place still felt sohts were on, yet no one was around A closer look revealed a note on a table According to it, thedistrict and wouldn't be back until ant in using nal I detected was under me I scoured the mansion to find a path down As I descended the stairs, I heard the whiether with astarted”
”No…”
A irl hat looked to be a riding crop, his other hand holding a bottle of alcohol The girl was curling up, sobbing in pain
Deeper into the rooic As I approached, the drunken man – the mayor, most likely – realized irl? Coht, my hood was still down
I repeatedsure to drain him dry to his soul He writhed, his face deathly pale, his hands scrabbling to tear out his throat Finally, the irl squeaked I ignored her and took a nearby handaxe to sitools on the altar
The roohts were off I wonder why? I wasn't paying attention when they started getting shut down
”E-Excuse irl hesitantly called after h in the dark roo up the stairs to exit the ical pressure that I could feel everywhere in the village was flickering It probably wouldn't takethis place
Not like I had the time to worry about those beast the village were all gone, too Screams sounded out here and there Maybe there was a fuse-box analogue a the tools on the altar?
I wasn't sure whether the altar had thethe slave collars or not, and I had no intention of verifying that, either With the village in chaos, I disappeared into the darkness, seeking the neighboring town that had the stagecoach to the capital
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'Ah, sorry, Blobsy No snacks for you this time'
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