As soon as Leon stepped inside the slave trading firm, a sweet, intoxicating scent filled his senses.
“Welcome, sir,” a soft voice greeted him.
A young, strikingly attractive girl approached with a smile, her short red dress clinging tightly to her curves.
“Hi,” Leon replied casually, returning the smile as his eyes swept over her.
“Are you here to buy a slave, sir? Or sell one?” she asked, her gaze drifting briefly to Fruela.
Fruela’s expression turned cold instantly, shooting the girl a hateful glare.
“I’m here to buy,” Leon said, still smiling. “And not just any slave—I want the most expensive ones you’ve got. Females, of course.”
“O-Oh… Th-that—” she stammered, but before she could finish, a voice rang out behind her.
“Jennifer… I think I’ll take it from here. Why don’t you go and deal with other customers ?” said a man descending the staircase.
He looked to be in his forties, sharply dressed in a crimson suit. In his hand, he carried a sleek cane with a wolf’s head carved into its handle.
“Y-Yes, Sir.” Jennifer spoke as she immediately walked away.
‘Jackpot,’ Leon thought, smiling as he activated his skill.
<Inspect>
[Name: Richard Henson]
[Class: Slave Trader]
[Race: Human]
[HP: 10,000 / 10,000]
[MP: 5,000 / 5,000]
[Description: Richard comes from a long bloodline of slave traders. His father, grandfather, and even great-grandfather worked as the proud owner of Golden Slave Trading Firm. He views slaves solely as profit-generating commodities. Skilled in crafting slave contracts and collars.]
‘Well… that’s an interesting class,’ Leon mused, smirking.
“Please, follow me to the V.I.P. room, sir…?” Richard asked for his name with a practiced smile.
“Rubin,” Leon replied with a smile.
“Ah, Mr. Rubin. This way, please,” Richard gestured with his cane toward a side door.
“Sure,” Leon said, nodding as he, Fruela, and Richard walked toward the private room.
—
Inside the V.I.P. Room
The room was spacious and elegantly furnished—gilded walls, plush carpet, and three oversized couches that looked as if they’d swallowed kings.
Richard took a seat, but Leon remained standing.
“Please, have a seat. Let’s discuss the type of slaves you’re looking to purchase,” Richard offered. “We have such a vast inventory that sometimes even I forget what’s in the vault—”
“Dark Elves,” Leon interrupted, his voice calm and deliberate. He walked toward the window, staring out with a subtle smile, both of his hands inside his pocket.
“Ah… Excellent taste,” Richard said, adjusting his posture. “Unfortunately, Dark Elves are only sold through private auctions. Very exclusive, very high-end. Judging by the one you’re traveling with—and how well she’s dressed—I’d say you’ve developed quite the appreciation for the product.”
He gave a sly smile. “You’ll need to return for tomorrow’s auction, though—”
“I have a very profitable, one-time deal for you, Mr. Richard Henson,” Leon cut in, still facing the window.
He reached into his pocket, pulled out a cigar, placed it between his lips, and raised a finger to its tip.
“Lighter.”
*Boop*
A sharp, blue flame sparked from his fingertip, igniting the cigar with a soft hiss.
*Puff*
“A deal for me ? Well, I will be more than intrested in listening to this deal. Please tell me.” Richard asked with a smile as he placed one leg over the other and looked at Leon.
“Release all the dark Elfs you have caught in the forest this morning.” Leon spoke with a neutral expression as he released smoke into the room.
“Oh and what can I get from this sweet deal ?” Richard asked with a smile.
“Your Life.” Leon replied with a smile as he turned around and Fruela immediately pulled out her blades.
“Well… Those are some nice toys you have bought for your slave but I don’t think it will be a good time and place to joke about such things, Mr. Rubin.” Richard spoke as the smile disappeared from his face and he immediately stood up from the couch.
“Oh… Look at her face. Do you think she is joking ?” Leon asked with a smile as he pointed towards Fruela.
“You are a human, how can you take the Elf’s side ?” Richard asked with a serious expression.
“I am not taking sides, Richard. I am just giving you a chance to correct what you have done.” Leon spoke with a cold smile as he placed the cigar down inside the ashtray.
“They are my products… I have captured them. I can now sell them however I want. You have no right to tell me what to do with my product.
What do you think ? You are first ones doing this ? I will now call the guards in and both of you will be lying dead on the floor. GUARDS.” Richard shouted loudly as he pointed his cane towards Leon.
*step-step-step-step-step*
Leon slowly turned to look at Fruela.
“Three… Humans.” Fruela spoke with a serious expression as she tightened her grip over the daggers.
“Well… You are free to do whatever you want with them.” Leon spoke with a smile.
*Swish*
Suddenly, Fruela disappeared into thin air.
*Click*
*Thud*
Suddenly, Three men armed with daggers, swords entered inside room. One of them was holding a morning-star in his hand and he was also wearing a black mask on his face.
One of them was wearing a black mask on his face.
All they saw was Richard pointing his cane towards Leon and all three of them ran towards him.
*Swish-Swish-Swish*
Suddenly, All three of them stopped mid-way as a thin red line appeared over their necks.
Slowly blood flowed out of their necks and eventually their heads rolled down on the ground.
*Thud-Thud-Thud*
“W-What !?” Richard looked at their fallen heads and noticed that someone is standing behind him.
He slowly rotated his neck and noticed Fruela standing right behind him pointing her dagger at his neck.
The blade’s tip slowly piercing into his neck a single drop of blood coming out of it.
“W-Wait… P-Please, I-I will release them.” Richard spoke with a scared expression.
“You have seen my face Richard… How can I trust you that you won’t tell the royal guards about me ?” Leon asked with a smile as he looked at Richard.
“I-I won’t… I-I swear on my life.” Richard spoke with a scared expression.
“Well, you just lied and since you swore on your life…” Leon spoke with a neutral expression as he gave him a cold stare.
*Stab*
Fruela immediately stabbed the dagger all the through Richard’s neck, killing him in one swift motion.
*Thud*
His corpse hitted the ground and blood poured out like water.
“Hah… Time for Plan B.” Leon spoke with a neutral expression as he walked upto the room’s door and noticed that the girl from earlier is still standing outside.
“Umm… Jennifer, can you come in here for a moment ?” Leon asked with a smile as he looked at her.
“Oh, sure.” Jennifer replied as she immediately started walking towards the room.
