Right now I'm in the outskirts of the slave-dealing village, preparing to go back in. By preparing I mean Psychologically. I don't really need other preparation. I'm waiting so that night completely falls down.

«What do you plan to do with the freed slaves?» (Noemi)

«Nothing I guess. None of them really have anything useful for us so I'll just set them free so they can start over.» (Me)

Noemi starts giggling and gets closer to me.

«This is kind of nostalgic in a way.» (Noemi)

She jumps in for a quick kiss and then leaps backward.

«Now you are ready to fight!» (Noemi)

She shows me her sweetest smile and waves at me while being showered by the last rays of light from today's the sun.

' With this kind of motivation, I bet I could even take on an army. '

(Kit)

Kit seems very enthusiastic. He sometimes even shivers from sheer enthusiasm.

-Why is is so enthusiastic about this... unless it's something else?-

As the sun disappeared on the horizon, I turned around and started walking back into the slave village.

At night, even inside the village, there was barely any light. Apart from the occasional light coming inside of the houses, there was only a single big street candle in the main plaza. All the houses with slaves had them sleeping outside in the cold. Even if there are some that have them inside, I bet if I catch even one, he'll tell me all I want.

' It's surprising but... these guys are just as bad as humans... '

(Devouring monster)

-Well, let's start with this one.-

I arrive at a big house with two floors and a large number of slaves outside. Other than that, it's a normal house.

Half molten metal appears on my gauntlet and forms a key. This key is dripping metal all over the place but as I put it into the lock, it takes the locks chape and hardens, allowing me in.

-Nice! It works! I didn't really want to have to break down the door and alarm the rest of the dealers.-

I walk in with the slaves all looking at me, probably wondering who was going to be taken away.

(Kit)

' We're going directly to him then. '

I walk upstairs while making as little noise as possible and while in the middle of the big corridor that leads to a single room, the bedroom, I noticed that even if I had broken the door to come in, he would not have noticed. Humping noises could be heard from afar. I walk into the room and the fat slave dealer looks at me stunned.

«W-what are you doing here?!» (Fat fuck)

«Cleansing the filth. Looks like I hit the jackpot.» (Me)

The gauntlet's fingers stick together and turn into a blade as I approach the fat bastard.

«S-stop it! I'll give you anything! Money? Slaves? Anything!» (Fat fuck)

He throws a bunch of coins from the table at me and even throws the women he had been using. I caught her but as the fat bastard's semen flowed out of her, I snapped her neck. A doll. She had become a lifeless doll. She did nothing apart from the bare minimum to survive: breath. She couldn't even see anything as her lifeless eyes couldn't focus anymore. As if that wasn't enough, this is a kinky one who enjoyed to cause pain while he bathed in lust and ecstasy. Her body was filled with bruises.

' Sometimes, true mercy is to take someone out of the misery they could never recover from. I hope the other's aren't in such a state. '

I put my blade on the fat bastard's neck.

«Tell me where the other slave dealers live.» (Me)

«Will you let me live?» (Fat fuck)

I fiercely look into his eyes, not giving an answer.

«E-every merch...»

As he was about to say "Merchant" I punch him and send him flying against the wall. The wall cracks like a spider web.

«E-every one of us lowly, disgusting slave dealers keep our mer- slaves outside at night. Apart from one that keeps them in rooms.» (Fat fuck)

-His heavy breath is making me sick. Disgusting.-

«How do I know where that is?» (Me)

«It's the biggest house in the whole plaza!» (Fat fuck)

' I did see an exceedingly large house a bit ago. '

«I guess that's it. You have won my mercy.» (Me)

«T-then...!» (Fat fuck)

A maid comes in as I stab his fat belly.

«W-what?! W-where's my mercy» (Fat fuck)

I answer as I look at the women that he was using a while ago.

«There's no greater mercy than to take you out of the misery you'll never be free of.» (Me)

«H-help me, you fucking bitch!» (Fat fucking dead)

The maid looks at the dead woman lying on the ground and back at the dealer and drops to her knees.

«No...» (Maid)

A crest shines on the maid's chest. It's the slave crest.

(Kit)

I look back at the fat bastard and stab him through the neck and quickly devour all of his fat. The maid is being overwhelmed with pain and is screaming her lungs out.

' Got it! '

«Release slave!»

The slave crest quickly fades away and turns into nothingness.

«I'll release every slave living here. Take them somewhere and start all over. As a maid, I bet you are capable of such. My allies are on the outskirts, you can join them for now. Let's go.» (Me)

The maid looks dumbfounded at me as I jump out the window into the streets again. I release all the slaves of this dealer.

-This guy put all the seals either on the breasts, butt or vagina...-

The maid arrives and I wave at her as I head into another house. and release the slaves that are outdoors.

-I'll leave the big mansion for last.-

I open the door and head to the bedroom and quickly dispose of the sleeping dealer.

I repeat the process over and over again until it was time to head into the giant mansion. It was a good mansion filled with luxuries. Yet the biggest difference was that there were a lot of maids. All of them with a slave crest somewhere on their legs. As they look at me they all go into a battle formation.

«Calm down everyone. I believe we can talk this through with this gentlemen.» (???)

An old man walks down the glamorous red stairs like a noble would at a party. He is wearing a formal black suit that complements his white mustache. Everything about him screams high class.

All the maids form two rows and lightly bow down to the passing old man.

«My name is Alfred Abdiel. It's a pleasure to meet you.» (Alfred)

«I'm Jim.» (Me)

«No need to be so tense. Let's have some tea and discuss this through.» (Alfred)

The old man snaps his fingers and two butlers bring a round table as two maids bring a chair each. They then invite us to sit. A few minutes later, tea is served to both of us. The weirdest thing is... he didn't order them as slaves. The slaves did this out of their own will.

«No need to be so tense. Relax a bit.» (Alfred)

«It seems you are different from the other dealers. For the slaves to have such loyalty, you treat them much better.» (Me)

«Are they not living beings? I can only see slaves as a job people can't choose. It's a job where they do what their superior says.» (Alfred)

I appraise the tea as I sit down. it's a plain, high-quality tea. I take a sip.

«That is a very unique way to see it.» (Me)

«Indeed... May I ask you, why did you come into my house?» (Alfred)

«To kill you.» (Me)

All the butlers and maids go back into battle mode. The old man didn't even move a centimeter.

«Let me rephrase that. To kill the filthy, disgusting slave dealer that lived in this house. Yet instead, I found you.» (Me)

I look around at the maids and butlers and then back at the old man.

«Seeing as this is, I don't need to kill you, the only decent slave dealer I've ever seen.» (Me)

I down the rest of the tea in one gulp and get up from the chair.

«You are now the only slave dealer in this whole city. I freed all the slaves and they should all be at the outskirts of town by now.» (Me)

I walk in the direction of the door as everyone's tension starts to fade.

«Well anyway, thanks for the tea. It was great.» (Me)

As I closed the door behind me, I took a last peek at them. Happy tears falling down everyone's faces as they share a hug.

-So there are still people like this around...-