Chapter 21: The Criminal Gang
The carriage swayed as it had when Fisher was still present, only this time the tall figure of that human man was absent, replaced by a spiderfolk named Xiya, who held two guns.
“Can you believe someone expanded the carriage to this extent? Hey, little dragon, what was that human doing?”
“Ugh.”
Xiya pressed the firearm against Ral’s head, causing her small face to turn pale with fright. Seeing this, Mill disregarded the danger and hugged the petite Ral, shielding her from the gun’s muzzle with her body.
“Don’t move her!”
“Tsk, we’re planning to sell you, so how could we move her? Besides, stumbling upon a dragon in adulthood is quite the luck.”
She glanced at Raphael, who sat weakly on the edge of the steps, and smiled, “Although you’ve not come of age in your tribe, and your quality isn’t the best, humans don’t know the difference. Let’s see what treasures are hidden in here.”
She opened the first door on the left, revealing Fisher’s room inside, took a look at the books, and opened the drawer in front of his desk. On the top layer of the drawer was a men’s leather wallet.
Xiya opened the wallet’s clasp and counted the coins inside, discovering it contained only a few thousand Nali.
Having robbed enough, she recognized human currency, for example, the paper notes of Nali were called “Naliou,” while the red paper notes of Shivali were called “Wali Gold,” and Cardu’s were known as “Saint Maiden Currency.”
For subhumans, these were just numbers, and it sufficed to remember their approximate values.
She pouted and said, “So it’s a poor guy. Whatever, I wonder what kind of price these books can fetch.”
Outside, Raphael took the opportunity while the others searched the carriage to quietly call Fashir over, pulling aside her clothing. Seeing the bright slave mark on her chest, he knew Fisher was still alive.
For some reason, Raphael let out a sigh of relief, but immediately felt it was a grievous sin and retracted her earlier expression.
The enormous spider mother made the space inside the carriage extremely cramped, especially when she entered the changing area to search; her large spider body remained outside, and her menacing spider back frightened Ral quite a bit, making her bury her face in Mill’s chest.
“Clothes… just clothes, nothing but clothes. There are obviously women’s clothes here, but they can’t possibly be meant for dragons. Ke Lili, come take a look.”
Ke Lili floated over to the door, looking at a deep purple dress hanging on a clothes rack in Xiya’s hand. It was a complete outfit, resembling a short garment similar to humans, and looked very expensive paired with the light-colored silk fabric. It also came with an embroidered hat and a beautiful purple long skirt.
Ke Lili’s face flushed as her gaze was drawn to the exquisite long dress, which perfectly matched her taste, so she said to Xiya, “This one is mine.”
“Huh? I clearly discovered it first, right?”
All of Xiya’s eyes turned to her, but Ke Lili’s one eye shot back at her, “Can you wear it?”
She glanced at Xiya’s massive spider body, and Xiya opened her mouth, reluctantly tossing the dress to Ke Lili before diving back into the changing room to search for hidden treasures.
Ke Lili took the dress, only to suddenly feel it heat up, and the temperature burned her ethereal hand, leaving wounds. Purple light rings appeared on the clothing, followed by words they couldn’t understand.
If there were subhumans who understood the language of Nali present, they would see it said, “Except for Fisher, no creature is to approach this dress, or else they shall receive my curse. This is the only warning; please inform Fisher that I am aware of this matter.”
The purple writing gradually dispersed, and for some reason, Ke Lili felt the temperature in the room drop by a degree.
Ke Lili looked at the wounds on her ethereal hand and wisely decided against picking up the dress on the ground; even a fool could tell that the clothing was enchanted, and recklessly taking it could lead to more serious injuries.
“There’s magic on this dress. Don’t touch it.”
Ke Lili said casually, causing Xiya to glance at her with glee. It seemed there was some vengeance here for her inability to wear the spider body.
The third room belonged to a dragon girl, so there was naturally nothing of value there. Xiya wanted to open the fourth room but found it locked.
Xiya drew her gun and aimed at the door lock, but Ke Lili stopped her, “Don’t do it, you idiot! There’s spatial magic set up inside the carriage; if the formation is damaged, we’ll all be crushed in here.”
Xiya pouted, “Fine, fine, you’re knowledgeable and wise. But that human seems really poor; there’s nothing valuable here.”
Little did she know, this was all of Fisher’s possessions.
“This carriage, and those few dragons, is already a decent income. Selling these to humans could earn quite a bit.”
Ke Lili floated to the front of the carriage, seemingly arriving at their destination, lightly pulled the reins, bringing the galloping horses to a stop.
All around was darkness; besides the wilderness, there seemed to be nothing noteworthy. But soon after Ke Lili spoke a few words into the void, the ground in front of her suddenly sank, forming a ramp, revealing a brightly lit cave inside.
“Ah, finally home.”
Not accustomed to sitting in the small carriage, Xiya stepped out first, leading the horses.
Raphael leaned against the side of the door, watching them enter the cave. Inside, from the tunnel that sloped down, the space was surprisingly large, with a stone wall hall stacked full of various items.
There were human firearms, medicine, coins, and gold. On one side of the hall, there was a simple cell. Raphael saw several humans peering outside; upon seeing the gigantic spider mother bring more items in, they despairingly returned to their sitting.
Were these guys robbing humans in this area?
“What’s the matter? Did you find anything of value?”
A petite girl ran in from another tunnel, filthy and with a long, hard tail swinging behind like a pangolin’s, her hands were huge compared to her body, perfectly suited for digging through rock and breaking ground.
【Pangolinfolk】, a type of burrowing subhuman living in mountainous areas; Raphael had never seen one in her region, only reading about them in tribal texts, so encountering one under such circumstances was unexpected.
“There’s nothing valuable; just a few dragons and a carriage carved with some kind of magic. You could say we didn’t lose out. Remember to contact that human tomorrow and ask if he wants these.”
“Why do I have to go again? I still want to dig!”
“Digging, digging! You dig every day; can’t you take a day off?!”
“If I don’t dig, where will you live? Xiya, I told you! I’m not going tomorrow!”
“You expect me to go into the human city with this appearance?”
The argument between the two subhumans was heated, and inside the carriage, Ral peered outside and then poked her head out from Mill’s arms to look at Raphael.
“Lady Raphael, I’m a bit scared…”
“It’s okay, Fisher is still alive.”
If Raphael’s body wasn’t so weak, she would have insisted she would take them out, but for some reason, at that moment, she didn’t know why she said that, stating that the human was still alive, as if she were relying on him.
No, not relying on him, just in this poor state of her own body, and that human was undoubtedly strong; those minions shouldn’t be able to pose a threat to him.
If she became an adult, she was confident she could win against that guy. So she wasn’t relying on him; it was just the only strategy available at the moment to trust him, and that human wouldn’t let her go so easily.
That was it.
Raphael thought this in her heart, only to lift her head and find a translucent figure beside her gazing at them expressionlessly.
“Even if that human is still alive, he cannot save you. Give up on that hope. Now, get off the carriage.”
Humans wouldn’t dispatch soldiers from the city walls to help him; they were well aware of the humans’ attitudes towards nearby settlements. They wouldn’t easily send troops into the wilderness, where they still hadn’t established a foothold on the Southern Continent. If they ventured out, she would sell that news to the goblins up north.
Those fools hated the humans hiding behind the city walls fiercely.
And if it was just that one human…
Ha, if he dares to come, let him return the life he just barely managed to pick up.
In the night’s mist, Fisher, holding his staff, slowly strolled to the riverbank, placing the hat that had fallen while dodging bullets back on his head.
He lifted his staff, looking towards a certain direction in the darkness, and then walked towards it, slowly disappearing into the night’s mist.
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