A hideout of an underworld organization that the soldiers are unaware of.
Around noon.
Nine and his group kept the organization’s women alive, had them join them for banquets like today’s, and gang-raped them once the alcohol took hold.
“Hey, hey! Dance more! ♪”
“Y-yes.”
“More alcohol! Pour the wine! ♪”
“…Yes.”
Hahahaha! Gwahahaha!
After the gang rape.
Midnight.
It’s fine to sneak snacks when you’re a little hungry.
It’s also fine to feast on the bodies of the women you’ve violated.
“Mmm, mmm~~! It’s morning.”
Refreshing. A fulfilling start to the day.
Nine and his group locked the women in the prison and immediately discussed what to do today.
“We have money, women, and places to live. What’s next?”
“Fame isn’t an option, is it?”
“Of course not. If we sell our names, it’ll be harder for us to act.”
“How about we increase the number of women here?”
“No, no, no. We should prioritize finding a bigger place to live and a stronger lair.”
“…Boss, I’ve only heard a little bit of information…?”
The Information Officer brought up uncertain, latest information, unlike the others.
Nine and his group assumed a listening posture to the Information Officer’s story.
Latest information is important for anything.
What if the war with the neighboring country ended?
That would mean more soldiers. It would take days, though.
More personnel would be allocated to the incidents we caused.
What if there were people as wicked as us?
Unexpected encounters.
We could get them to chase the soldiers off.
“Ahem. Here’s the information.”
Gulp.
A friendly country to the north has been invaded.
The top person in this country is slow to react.
Will they even invade the Royal Capital?
“Ohh.”
” ” ” “A friendly country has even joined.” ”
“Yes.”
Even more soldiers will be diverted there.
We can do whatever we want ♪♪ It’s foolish to miss this opportunity ♪♪
“Alright! ♪ You guys! ♪”
” ” ” ” “Yes, Boss! ♪” ” ” ”
The prime district.
A scene of everyday lunch.
Outside, it’s been dangerous lately with robberies, pickpocketing, and the destruction of underworld organizations, but…
The guards we hired have a long history of protecting the residence and are highly trusted.
The servants also have some knowledge of self-defense.
Clink, clink.
Hehehe, hahaha! ♪
Forgetting their hard work, they enjoyed a family meal.
The servants didn’t pay attention to the room’s decorations.
CRASH!!
It was too loud to be the sound of dishes breaking.
Not from the kitchen.
A bad feeling.
“Master!? Madam!? Run–Gyaah!”
The steward’s urgent scream was cut short. The servants cleaning the table turned their watchful eyes to the door.
At that moment.
One of the servants was taken hostage, with a knife pointed at their throat by a figure who smashed through the window glass from outside.
“Don’t move!!”
“I-I think it’s about–”
“Don’t speak. Don’t rush to your death.”
“Hah, ahh.”
The intruder delivered a blow to the side with their other hand.
Seeing this, the masters of the residence became hostile.
“Don’t move!! If you try to kill me, this servant will die too!!”
The intruder shouted at everyone in the room again to not move and obey their orders.
Just as the masters of the residence were completely distracted from the door, wondering who would obey, the door was opened and closed with force.
Four more intruders appeared.
A total of five people.
The dining table made the space cramped.
If the servants worked together, they could take them all down, but…
It would put the masters in danger.
The servants hesitated on whether to act or not.
“We’ve finished cleaning up. Now♪”
“All that’s left are the people in this room♪”
“Now, surrender and follow our instructions♪”
“Oh, the madam is beautiful~~♪ The servants are also good catches♪”
Nine and his group relayed information outside, telling them to stop pointless resistance.
The masters of the residence doubted the intruders’ bluster.
How much time had passed?
The guards were annihilated? Impossible. With only five people?
Why is no one coming? Have they truly, truly been suppressed everywhere… except this room?
Are there others? Regardless, we have to get out of this situation somehow.
The master of the residence asked the intruders.
Are you after money? Are you after my life?
“Money and women♪”
Turning to the one who seemed to be the leader, he pleaded to be let off with just the money.
“No. We’re taking all the women, including your wife.”
“Please, reconsider!?”
Do you know how much all my wealth is?
It’s too much for just five people to carry.
And if you add my wife and servants, wouldn’t that be troublesome for you?
The master of the residence, who had survived through the harsh realities of earning his fortune and maintaining his current life, threatened them by saying they’d be caught by soldiers.
“Hah, are you trying to threaten us♪?”
“No, that’s not it. I’m just stating the facts.”
He warned them that gaining both would lead to their ruin.
As Nine and his group continued their conversation with the master of the residence, they secretly prepared their usual method of suppression using poison, while keeping an eye on the servants to prevent any strange movements.
Peep peep peep!!
“!! ”
A whistle rang out from outside.
The masters of the residence thought help had arrived. A large number of soldiers were coming.
They felt ready to fight the intruders.
“Move, nu.”
“Hiyah.”
With a shout, the hostage stomped their foot.
The restraint loosened due to the intense pain.
“Drive out the thieves!”
” ” ” ” “Yes!!” ” ” ”
” ” ” ” “Ah, so that’s how it is♪” ” ” ”
They took out small bags tied to their pants and belts and threw them on the floor in front of the approaching servants.
Bahh!! Boom!!
White powder scattered from the small bags.
Flash powder. Poison.
One of them blocked their mouth and nose with one hand and drew a hidden weapon, then attacked the intruders.
“Run!”
” ” ” “I, yes!” ” ” ”
“Don’t let them escape! (Alright, now we can sandwich them with the soldiers outside♪)”
” ” ” “…..” ” ” ”
The understanding of the master’s orders dawned on the servants.
Without over-pursuing the intruders, they would leave it to the soldiers who were rushing to their aid.
In front of the residence’s entrance.
” ” ” ” “What!! ?” ” ” ”
A trap, unexpectedly.
The one blowing the whistle was clearly not a soldier.
In other words, there were a total of six intruders, bandits.
“Damn it, I have to inform the masters,” one of them muttered and turned back.
” “Kyaa” ”
” “Waa” ”
Their legs tangled, and they fell.
Even considering how flustered they were, it was strange to make such a mistake. If it were just one person, it would be carelessness, but everyone who tried to turn back fell. They widened their eyes, able to move only their gaze, thinking something was wrong.
They couldn’t move their bodies?
“Yo♪? What’s with the hurry♪?”
“Ki…ta…chi…”
“I don’t understand what you’re trying to say♪”
“Ko…k… ”
Nine approached one of the male servants and teased him.
As the servant was being torn apart, he plunged a blade into his neck.
The neck didn’t come off in one go. It was evident that he had held back.
“–Ah… ga…”
“Sorry, sorry, that must have hurt♪”
He delivered another blow to the same spot, this time without holding back, saying he would put him out of his misery.
The head fell with a thud.
His subordinates had also finished selecting their targets, selecting men and women.
They cut them at the throat. An easy way to kill.
“Oh, finished?”
” ” ” ” “Yes, Boss.” ” ” ” ”
Nine and his group were exposed to the servants’ gazes but ignored them and returned to the masters of the residence.
Only the intruders returned.
“Boo! ♪”
“You!”
“Father!”
Throwing knives.
They were coated with “[Inexperience].”
The master of the residence could dodge a few, but when they hit his wife and son behind him, he shielded them with his body, taking the knives with his left arm so as not to die.
“Gyaah.”
“Are you alright!? How dare you harm my master…”
“You did something bad to Father! I’ll take care of you… Waa!”
Throwing knives again.
This time, all six of them. Too many.
He pushed his wife and son behind the dining table.
Later, he felt intense pain in his back and legs.
Thwack, Thwack, Clang!
The master of the residence fell to the floor, unable to move or utter a sound.
His wife covered her mouth with both hands, tears streaming down her face.
His son approached his father, recoiled at the sight of the knife handle deeply embedded in his father’s back, and froze, fearing he would suffer the same fate.
Clunk, clunk.
Nine, making unusually loud footsteps, surrounded the remaining two.
They had clearly lost the will to escape or resist, but…
They exerted pressure, aiming to break their spirits.
“Now, Madam, please show us to the vault.”
“What about the son♪?”
“The usual.”
“Yes.”
Nine and his group continued their rampage. They abducted women to the point where they felt their lair, the underworld organization’s building, was too small. They took away their homes and their masters.
Sob, sob.
Hiccup.
They couldn’t use magic. Their weapons were taken away.
They were restrained, not even allowed to commit suicide.
They could only sob and lament in the prison.
The women who could use magic were taken to a special room, also known as…
Nine’s flesh-production room. The sight of the flesh wall and tentacles was disgusting. Torture instruments and some dangerous-looking medicines were placed there incongruously.
Jerk, jerk!
Splish, splash!
Tentacles smeared seeds and aphrodisiacs onto their bodies. The flesh wall absorbed the magic cast from internal magic, decomposing it to the mana level. It stimulated the generation of semen and aphrodisiacs from the tentacles.
“Ughhhh.”
“Eeeeh♥ So good… Ahh♥”
When the subordinates had to pass by that room, they would almost always press their ears to the door, get excited, and go to violate the women who had been stimulated.
Nine and his group steadily acquired women and valuables.
Before long, the subordinates of the underworld organization they had destroyed began to come to them.
“What should we do, Boss?”
As the number of personnel increased…
Competition for women. Distribution of valuables. Disputes over hierarchy.
They couldn’t see the appeal of supplementing their numbers.
“Hmmmm~”
Nine pondered.
He wasn’t some young monk.
Moreover, most of them were men. He suspected in his heart that they wouldn’t want to proactively offer suggestions. Bitter memories flickered.
“Alright.”
” ” ” ” “Gulp.” ” ” ” ”
“Let’s go to the Royal Capital♪”
Vomit? The Royal Capital. Why the Royal Capital?
“It’s to earn the King’s favor♪ If that’s decided, tell those who want to join♪”
” ” ” ” “Y-yes, Boss! ♪” ” ” ” ”
Thus, Nine and his group, accompanied by nearly a hundred subordinate candidates, set off for the Royal Castle in the Royal Capital, where kings troubled both domestically and internationally were located.
They proceeded forcefully. Those who were late would be disqualified as subordinates. The subordinate candidates, desperate to catch up to Nine and his group…
They cooperatively raided a merchant guild’s cart business.
They acquired swift horses and sturdy carts and pursued them.
“Matekoraaa!!! Naaa???! Remember thiiiis!!!!”
The merchants and pursuing soldiers were enraged, but…
Because of the pitfalls, springboards, and log drops set up by other subordinate candidates, the pursuit caused immense damage, making it impossible.
They decided to dispatch a knight (golem) platoon as they needed to regroup temporarily.
The merchants contacted a distant town through their connections and…
Tracked the thieves’ destination.
Finally, they sold the information to the soldiers at a high price.
This was their plan to minimize the losses from this incident.
The soldiers would likely be reluctant, but if they dangled their pride or dereliction of duty, they wouldn’t nod their heads, and they would be dismissed.
“Is there a village at our next destination? If so, let’s give the horses a short rest. And ourselves too♪”
” ” ” ” “Yes, Boss♪” ” ” ” ”
