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Chapter 68
'Slaves.'
Kidnap, auction, slaves––these three words were smoothly linked together.
'They kidnap people and sell them as slaves through auctions.'
As soon as I pieced together the truth, a boiling rage surged within me.
'Crazy bastards...!'
Biting down hard to hold back my swearing words, I ordered Sylpheed, "Sylpheed. Knock these bastards out. Not painlessly, but make it as excruciating as possible. Got it?"
[Good. Finally, you're acting decisively too, Contractor!]
Leaving behind Sylpheed's gleeful laughter, I stepped into the building.
"Eh? Didn't you just hear something?"
"What are you talking about? There's nothing around us. You must be hearing things–– Awk!"
"Eh? You… Your arm is––! Aaahhh!"
Despite their horrifying screams of pain, my anger didn’t subside. Was my rage just that great? Or was it because Sylpheed used a wind barrier to muffle the sound and I couldn’t hear them as I left the entrance?
