The Wolf Family Disaster Part 1
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The favelas are a dangerous place, few people go there willingly, normally for the most part, only the poor live in the favelas, this is because those who live in the protected areas of Novo Redondo have to pay some fees and some taxes.
The revenues collected are used to improve the living conditions of the population, in the case of security, basic sanitation and so on.
Many people do not have the luxury of living in protected areas of the city, as their financial situation does not allow them to do so. This is where favelas come in, places where there is no need to pay taxes or fees.
The government does not provide security to favela residents or basic sanitation, but even so, many live in the favelas, ignoring the negative aspects .
Even in the favelas, as in any sociable place, there is a hierarchy, the organized bandits formed by renegade mercenaries, these occupy the top of the hierarchy in the favelas.
Then there are some petty criminals, there are also some eccentric but powerful people, for unknown reasons these people live in the favelas, but rarely present themselves to the public.
In a tavern in the slums.
The tavern is full today, many men drink happily, talking and laughing loudly, with so many people talking at the same time, it became difficult to follow a conversation, but for these people it was something normal
women served drinks to the men, they wore tight, revealing clothes that showed off their cleavage and legs, the men gave them lustful looks, they were not disgusted, on the contrary, they seemed to be enjoying it.
In the tavern, some mercenaries were hired to maintain order and the safety of the customers, so that no one crossed the line. It was forbidden to fight, deliberately cause trouble and other types of disturbances. They could not take any liberties with the women in the tavern unless they allowed it.
Faced with a cheerful atmosphere in the tavern, three men entered, and when they did, the entire tavern, which until a moment ago had been in a cheerful atmosphere, now a deathly silence fell over the entire tavern, one could even hear a needle dropping.
The three men walked with apparent arrogance towards the best table in the tavern, the men who were centered there obediently withdrew without complaints, when the men sat down only then did the tavern regain its previous air, the noisy and cheerful atmosphere spread everywhere.
"So, have you found them yet?"
One of the three men who had just arrived at the tavern spoke. He appeared to be the leader of the group, in his sixties, and had a somber air about him. The other two, though somewhat smaller, also looked somber, like corpses.
"Yes, I sent Team B to capture them without alarming anyone, the commander can rest assured."
Of the three, an effeminate man answered his commander's question. He had a malevolent look on his face. The other man, the third in the group, was quite burly, covered in muscles, but with pale skin. He spoke, looking at the effeminate man with a stern face.
"Butcher, this time you are not allowed to fail."
The effeminate man, or rather the butcher, spoke hurriedly.
"The vice commander need not worry, I butcher will not disappoint the commander and the vice commander."
The 60 year old man or rather the commander nodded and spoke.
"It wasn't easy to find the werewolves, they usually hide very well, now that an entire family has been successfully located we can't miss this opportunity."
The two men, the vice-commander and the butcher, agreed with the commander's words, and then he continued speaking.
"Although the operation is carried out in the favelas, it has to be clean and quick, otherwise we will face death."
As it turned out, the three men were planning to kidnap a family of werewolves, something that is forbidden by the laws of the kingdom.
In ancient times the slave trade was something normal, there were incessant conflicts between the different races, but after the great racial war this practice was abandoned, now different races live in harmony, therefore forced slavery is seen as taboo, only voluntary slavery is accepted, this applies to the kingdom and other kingdoms and empires on the continent.
"How many people did you send?" the commander asked, the butcher replied.
" There were 5 men, all silver-level mercenaries."
Mercenaries had a rank recognized throughout the kingdom: Copper, Silver, and Gold. Mercenaries below Silver are apprentice mercenaries. When a mercenary ranks among the strongest of their race, they become a Copper mercenary. Silver mercenaries must defeat 10 Copper mercenaries simultaneously to be classified as such.
"Alright, 5 silver-level mercenaries should be enough, let's drink."
For gold level mercenaries, it was a level that few could reach, because to become one, he had to become a level 1 primary being, normal people saw people who evolved as immortal.
Even becoming a Level 1 Primary Being in a small town was a feat to be proud of for a lifetime.
In big cities like Novo Redondo, being a primary school student is just the starting point to evolve and become truly strong and perhaps achieve immortality and fly to the skies.
Of the three, the commander is a gold-level mercenary, a level 2 primary being, the vice-commander is a gold-level mercenary, a level 1 primary being, and the butcher is a peak silver mercenary who has not yet evolved to become a primary being.
" Hey . You, the blonde, come serve me a strong drink."
The commander called a blonde woman, with striking curves and her cleavage on display, the woman went to the table with a jug full of drink, the woman filled the glasses of the three with very strong cachaça.
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A little girl with silver hair was being chased by two boys, as she ran, she screamed.