38 Slave Market 5 - Encounter (2/2)

The men on the floor were cursing their leader for slandering such a monster they didn't even know, now they understand that he did in fact kill the beast and was extremely vicious, they were now praying to their respective beliefs as he would not kill them and at least spare them to be cripples.

The employees started to pray that they had not offended him by staring at him with disgust or would end up as collateral damage from witnessing his brutality, especially the woman who wanted to swindle Stigma ended up being a witness to a one sided encounter with a monster versus a bunch of weakling.

While the men outside were still on guard, they were exhausted and had little time to recover know they encountered a monster in a child's form, if they try to fight him know they would suffer greatly.

Different thoughts circled around the room be it fear, anxiety, despair, hope, denial, madness, anger, rage, defeat and confusion.

”Now then, how shall I deal with you lot?”

Their backs started to freeze from the sudden declaration.

They were all focused on Stigma when he spoke up, he didn't change his expression but had raised his hand to his chin and made a thinking posture.

The employees continued to pray in silent, the men outside were alarmed and wanted to walk away, but the men on the floor started to panic like crazy fanatics.

”PLEASE FORGIVE ME!! I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE THIS POWERFUL!”

”PLEASE SPARE ME! KILL THIS MAN! IT WAS ALL HIS IDEA!”

”PLEASE SPARE ME!! WE WILL BE YOUR LOYAL FOLLOWER”

”I HAVE A HIDDEN FORTUNE! YOU CAN TAKE IT JUST PLEASE SPARE ME!!!!”

”I'M NOT PART OF THIS THIS MEN FORCED ME THEY HAD TAKEN MY DAUGHTER HOSTAGE!!”

”PLEASE I HAVE A FAMILY WAITING FOR ME, I CAN'T DIE!!”

”PLEASE SPARE ME I'M INNOCENT NOT APART OF THIS, I CAN PAY YOU A FORTUNE JUST DON'T KILL ME!!”

”PLEASE, I DON'T WANT TO DIE!!!!!!I DON'T WANT TO DIE!!I DON'T WANT TO DIE!!I DON'T WANT TO DIE!!!!!”

Their sudden yell shocked Stigma and focused his attention to them, and leaned his head to the side.

He didn't need his skill to tell that these men were lying, he can smell a faint scent of blood when he passed them, and it wasn't dry.

”...Why should I? You told me I stole 'your Core' yet you say they were witness that being your crew and you claim to have evidence on me, so...”

He then decided to have some fun and wanted to make them pay for their insult.

”...I have to find out what you have on me then get rid of the evidence along with killing all witnesses.”

To add the pressure, he released his Zen energy and Grudge energy giving the same oppressive feeling from before and with his eye still squinted he smiled making it look like a sadistic grin.

The sudden change in the atmosphere had made them choke on their next words, they never realized he was a cultivator and now they had really pissed him of.

”But I can't tell if you guys are lying, so I have to be thorough.”

”So to prove your story I would need to torture you then ask you each a question, since there are eight of you are the witness, it's only fitting that each of you get about eight types of torture.”

When his parents were still alive, he researched a bunch of useless facts, such as how paper was made or how to carve wood using a knife or how to cook french fries with an actual potato, when he had time he would just research stuff that interest him including some torture techniques.

”First, I would use the ten thousand slashing method, unlike your friend here I would slash you not with a knife but with broken plates or glass, then rub your wounds in acidic juices like lemon or lime, and since there are eight, each one of you will have to go through ten thousand each.”

”The next I ought to try would be abuse by horse, I would use rope and have you bound by the hands and feet, then tie the other end to a horse and have it run around in circles at a field full of stones eight times, each time one of you faints, you will have to repeat the process until the number eight is reached to make it fair.”

”Next should be the eaten by rodents, I believe someone nearby was selling a cage filled with rats so I suppose I shouldn't feed them in a few days to make them really hungry, then afterward I'll trap your hands in the cage with eight of them, then let them eat to their heart's content.

”There is another one where I could start by inserting a heated piece of metal like small dagger and pierce you in any part of the body, say the spine then let it cool, then I should do it until the number eight is reached should be fair don't you think.”

....

Quoting each torture method and explaining their methods with a malicious grin, had caused the maximum effect in intimidation, that is what Stigma wanted to happen.

What Stigma did not remember was that he not only gained skills in boosting his physical traits but the natural ability to intimidate foes.

If one does research, animals have different ways in intimidation, such as how Lions, Tiger and Bear uses their roars, other animals do actions, such as how snakes use their flickering tongue, or how monkeys throw object from afar or how gorillas beat their chest.

Since Stigma absorbed the actual souls of the beast, he could release a feral like aura just by getting angry or by venting out his frustration.

What Stigma was doing was no different to an act of intimidation, since he released his Zen energy he had unintentionally used all his intimidation skills to vision, voice and action.

Causing not fear but terror, their backs started to shiver and were covered in sweat, the group from outside were feeling some slight discomfort so he assumed his intimidation was not effective on them, but the non cultivators felt the full blunt force of his skill and Grudge energy.

Unknown to them, Stigma had no intention in doing such acts.

Since he can't negotiate with these types of people properly, he can only intimidate them to listen, he already foresaw the ruse the female receptionist was doing when she saw her stutter a while ago, so he didn't care anymore and wanted to get even and take a chance to really scare the shit of them.

After finishing his explanation, he clapped hands and continued to look downwards to the battered men, causing their faces to go pale.

”Afterwards that fixes this entire situation don't you think!”

Smiling deeply, he had made everyone feel like they were in a nightmare, they have never seen or heard someone who could be so dangerous, what was worse is that he was cultivator so only those in the clan can stop him.

The bandits wanted to kill their leader a thousand time, while the receptionist continued to pray, but one man stood forward.

”Excuse me.”

Stigma turned his attention to the entrance and found a young man removing his hod and raised his hand.

”Young man, I must ask you to please stop these atrocities, you are making all cultivators have a bad name.”

”...Are you friend with these fools.”

”No, we are not even acquaintances, so please stop causing a scene.”

”...Before I do, tell me who are you?”

”My name is Felix, I hail from the Boar clan, and you would be.”

He thought for a moment and answered.

”Stigma Falsus, please to meet you.”

Silence descendent in the room, there were know seeing a confrontation with a monster and a hero.

Little did they know, their encounter would change their respective futures.

[1] abacus - a type of old calculator that the Chinese use for business or simple calculation like addition and subtraction.

[2] 'We can't work properly, if we don't close our eyes and mind from time to time' - it means you have to relax every now and then, in case some of you don't understand

[3] Disgaea - In case some wanted to know link is below.

”disgaea.wikia.com/wiki/Disgaea_Wiki”