"Nyah~!" My kitty cried out, purring as she rubbed against my hand.
Recently, Kitty has become increasingly more affectionate. It was one of two things: either she was trying to lull me into a sense of security, to pounce, or she was genuinely enjoying her new life as a house pet. Something told me the latter, but I would never let down my guard.
It was insanely cute, though.
But, with my tigers broken though, talking up a storm and antsy to play. I decided it was time to head up. Yes, I could go deeper into the dungeon, but I was not here for practice as a B-ranker. I was here to let my little ones break through. Now that I had a team of five B rankers, not including myself. It was an astonishing team and I had a B ranked bitch back in the Demon Lands.
So, it was time to fulfill my obligations and leave. Maybe I could start something profitable here in the Kingdom of Chip, but that was questionable. At this point, I decided to set up something temporary because I did not plan to be here for a long time.
No, an organization would be set up here. Its importance was nowhere near the level of the Empires, the kingdom of Arlin, or the Demon lands. The Demon lands might be on the southern coast of this continent, but it was a fantastic place to make the largest part of the organization. Although the races here were separate, they governed together with an interesting government system and were strong.
No one questioned the strength of the Demon Lands, just like no one questioned the strength of the Empire. That was why I spent so long in the Empire, and now I would do the same in the demon lands. It would be crucial for me moving forward to do so. The only issue I had was the fact that I was coming out into the open for the Demon lands, which was something I would have to rectify in the future. A buchering would happen when that happened, but at this point, I did not have the influence to do such a thing.
Before I could do all that, I had to head up to the surface, and so over the next week I walked up with my new slave on her knees and I sitting on her back. It was interesting to treat her like a mount, and she was blushing as people watched us walk back up to the surface. Hilda was strong, though, and it only took that week when we stopped at each Dungeon town floor.
When we exited the Dungeon under the eye of many, we walked through the town toward the place where I got Training. It was going to be a fun time with the bandits, and I was going to be working overtime for a couple of weeks in order to get them in proper shape. I also had to think about my tigers. Rajah, Arieal, and Zara needed to learn how to navigate in a 'human' world. People were unused to beasts being able to talk. The northern beastal mountains were where they lived.
I had to wonder, though. Why were there none around in other locations? It did not make sense that no animals everywhere else became B-ranked. Was it because they culled them?
The answer wasn't said, but there was a reason for it.
There were mysteries to this world that I did not understand and one day, they would bite me in the ass.
Or not.
Who knew?
So we returned. I sat on Hilda as she walked on all fours, my lovely tigers surrounding me, looking around. "Mistress, Mommy, should we keep quiet on the surface?" Zara asked, questioning pointedly.
"You all should be careful who you talk to. Not many are like you and I personally have not seen them, if they are more common. So we should be cautious. I will introduce you to the others when we get back to the Demon Lands," I told them, and they nodded. The three acted more human than Kitty now, and even with all the attention on us because of my riding Hilda, no one noticed the three spectral tigers walking with me.
"Excuse me, but is that the famous adventurer Hilda?" A woman asked with a blush of shame, and I looked up at her.
"If she is, so the fuck what?" I asked back, my voice flat, and the woman blushed.
"There is-" She began, and I put up a hand.
"I dont give a fuck, fuck off," I told her and continued.
The walk back to the warehouse was filled with people staring. Some would come up and ask, and others would just stare. It did not end until I was back at the warehouse, where I had hired someone to watch over the captured bandits. I grinned as the woman showed up.
She bowed and smiled, grabbed a stencil board, and wrote down the words, 'I took care of the trash.' Then she erased those with a cloth and used chalk to write, 'They seem to be alive still, some begging.' She finished with that, and I nodded. I turned to my lovelies, grabbed the board from her, and wrote back, 'Show me.'
She nodded, and I said, "Take a look around. I need to go see what trash I am working with." I said, and I finally got off Hilda. "I will reward you tonight. Clean yourself up for me later you stupid bitch."
"Yes, Mistress!" She cried out, and I walked away, following the young woman whom I had hired.
The woman was deaf, completely from a bandit group who thought it would be funny to break her eardrums by cutting open her ear canals. How she survived in a world without antibiotics or mana was beyond me, but she was completely deaf with messed-up-looking ears. They looked disgusting, but that was not her fault. Other than her ears, she was quite attractive. Blonde hair, ice blue eyes, skin paler than it should have been for someone who worked in the sun before I hired her. Her breasts pushed against the barmaid's outfit that she wore, although I did not know why. An apron was before her, and I had a sudden thought.
I wonder if she could train Bandits?
She would not have a single scruple about it, and it was not like you had to tell her if it wasn't a bandit. You could just tell her that they were. Seems like a thought for another time as she showed me to the cells. Inside the cells, I could see club marks on the bandits, and they looked hungry. "Please, save us from this savage woman!" A man said his voice was scratchy from lack of water, and I looked at him and nodded, moving on, closing the cell after us.
Cell after cell, woman or man alike, they were hungry, had been beaten, and were desperate.
Perfect for training, and I looked at this woman, my thoughts racing.
I took her blackboard again and I wrote down, 'Would you like to learn how to train a bandit into a proper slave?'
I showed her the board, and the smile brightened up the room as she read it and nodded, taking the board from me. Then she wrote something that filled my heart with actual hope for her: 'Are you any good?'
I laughed.
I liked this girl.
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