Illegal slave trade
I robbed the building like that.
Joining forces with his wife, he arrested all the employees on the fourth floor, restrained them, and then went up to the fifth floor alone.
On the fifth floor, a perverted illegal business was in progress.
There is a chapter that provides for the free torture and killing of purchased female slaves. Guests who come here pay a great price and enjoy a cruel flight. Corpse handling is also operating according to the system.
I'd say it's a murder factory.
A Jewish slaughterhouse built by the Nazis. These killing factories existed only for the pleasure and pleasure of those Nazis. Hitler created a space where he could enjoy killing like a sport or a game, offering it to Nazi deputies for free. Now, even though it's not worth mentioning, the Nazi deputies had a very pleasant kill. If you're Jewish, you don't cover the old man and the old man.
"Argh...! Argh! Please...!"
I heard a woman blur as I was walking.
- Quang!!
I pushed the door where I could hear the sound, knocked down the iron door, and went inside.
"What, what is it? You..."
"Motherfucker."
Inside, the naked fat man was standing comfortably holding the same thing with his little cock erected.
"What is this..."
Fatso tilts his head.
"Ugh... Ugh..."
Of course, it wasn't just fat inside. There were two bodies of dead women and one woman who was still alive, and there were four in total.
The bodies of the women were tied to the same crucifix. He was shaking his head, stretching his hair, and, in good faith, his trauma was very serious. Worse said, I was less visceral. This fatso tortured and killed him.
A living woman was also crucified, and she looked at me with less tremor.
"It is the Paladin of the Bronze Society."
"What?"
"Par, Paladin...? Save me!! Please!!! He was kidnapped...!!"
When the woman shouted angrily, the fat man put down his tweezers and took a step back. Then he spread out his palms and tried to say something.
"Uh... well... this, this is...!"
"Die, you current offender."
"Argh! Wait!!!"
- Cuckoo!
As I pushed the belly of a fat man with my weightlessness doctrine, the yellow fat burst out and he poured out his gut like a wing into his back. That was the `Illusion'. A fat body spread out like a fat fat fat fat and winged like an angel of some kind of murder.
"...!"
I was surprised and let go of the woman who was opening her eyes wide.
"It's okay now."
"Argh..!"
"If you want to live, get dressed and go down to the first floor quickly."
"Yes, yes...! I get it!"
The woman who picked up her clothes went out the door. I saved all the women who were detained like that. When I got dizzy, the bastards here tried to arrest me too, but the evidence of the brutal murders was so widespread that I just killed them all.
Then I came back down to the first floor.
"Kat!! Go underground!!! People were trapped!"
"It's where we kept the slaves. You let him go?"
"No! I think I need to show you! Winia told me not to let go!"
"Oh! Very good!"
It looked like Hilde and Winia were investigating the basement.
I went straight down to the basement and conducted an investigation.
Once Turtan told me he had a slave underground. Obviously, they placed legal slaves on the ground floor and illegal slaves on the ground floor. I investigated and found two floors.
There were a lot of people trapped.
There were also the bodies of the guards who were charcoal, whether they were captured by Winia or not.
The area was wider on the second floor of the basement, but does that mean that the people on the first floor are legal slaves? But I noticed something strange. Even though I searched the basement, there was no way to deal with the body I had seen the last time.
Is this... a basement separate from there?
Certainly, for security reasons, it might. The pit where the body was thrown and the slave cellar were separate.
Anyway, I liberated people on the second floor of the basement.
It was a group of a small number of men and a large number of women. Men looked as neat as women, and they seemed to know what purpose they were selling.
Those trapped on the ground floor have not been freed.
If the information is correct, the people on the first floor are legitimate slaves, in other words criminals, sold here. Even though the Sangulas are an illegal organization, they have also done legitimate work for camouflage.
Those guys.
There's no reason to release the criminals.
And the people on the side of the illegal slaves were better looking. No wonder you only picked these people to kidnap them.
"Now, then, liberated citizens. I want you to follow my lead from now on. Now that I've got it, you need to cooperate for a second."
"Argh...! Thank you! Thank you!"
"Thank you, Paladin!"
"I'm alive!! I'm alive!! Argh!"
I gathered the liberated to talk for a while.
"Citizens, from now on, go up to the third floor, search the room and bring down all the items in it. Not so many rooms, so it won't take long."
"What, the goods...?"
"Yes, it's very important. It is absolutely necessary to punish those who kidnapped you."
When I pinched a group of healthy women, they noticed each other and climbed up the stairs. Once there is a need to sort through all the items in this.
I have to find everything I can to prove it.
"And you guys, take that mop over there and drive it to one side of the body and some blood. From now on, I'm going to shoot evidence."
I also instructed the liberated men.
"Hey, can we...?"
"Do you... really...?"
"..."
Male citizens looked at him and inquired.
No, these bastards.
"Then why don't you?"
"Yes...?"
You're not doing this?
"What do you need to catch these traffickers? You're not gonna do it?"
"Oh, no... I will."
"Quickly."
Only then did the men's citizens begin to remove the bodies with mops. I want you to fucking cooperate.
"Hoo. It's about done."
I took a chair and sat there.
"Cat. It's been a lot of work."
"Nigger, I tried."
"Thank you, but it's not that hard."
There's just so much to do from now on.
"You saved a lot of people. I think it's a little cool because it looks like Paladin, right?"
Liz smiles as she covers her mouth with her hands.
"On the contrary, if you just cut a man."
Karin joked.
"No, Karin. What are you talking about? I did a good job."
"Yes, sister! This is a good thing!"
"Yes, I do."
Karin, who smiled like he was having fun, sat in the chair and spoke.
"But it's kind of amazing. Killing everyone like this is a good thing."
"No, Karin."
"Hmm?"
"It didn't kill people, it killed demons. You see those bodies in Karin's eyes as human beings!"
"Well..."
Hilde says Karin raises his head.
"Kahhh, yeah, well. They're not even human. So what do we do now? Do you want me to interrogate you?"
"Uh, sister. Can you do that for me?"
There was only me and Karin who were proficient in professional interrogation in the double. Claudine and Liz aren't the kind of people who are good at that. The same was true of Winia or Hilde.
"What else do you have left?"
"There's another basement. Take a look at that."
"Yes, then I'll do it for you. What should I do?"
"Ask me about the safe and the location of the book."
"It's your specialty."
Again, Karin, a mercenary, is very good at that. No, you'd rather see it better than me. Anyways, Sangulla employees here are welcome to kill and torture you, so you'll be able to retrieve the location of any hidden vaults or books in no time.
I went up to the fifth floor again and took the secret passage down to your basement.
*
Tranquil basement.
Today there were no bodies, so there were only blood stains in the barrel. Obviously, on the left, there was a morgue and a sea. Then let's go to the right side today.
- Gross.
Last time I checked I had a wizard, I picked a knife first.
I wouldn't have figured out my intrusion once. Since the facility was soundproofed, it was quite soundproofed, and no one knew it even though they sliced down the first floor and climbed the floor in turn.
In fact, there is a greater chance that he didn't notice because he was slaughtering at an ultra-high speed. And VIP slavery was pretty noisy.
If there was any noise, you wouldn't know it all in a short time.
Therefore, no one will notice that I have broken into this space.
- I...
I walk down the aisle while contemplating all kinds of attacks, killing footsteps. Still, we need to be prepared.
The corridor looks like a kind of natural cave bismure. There are these types of rock caves on the shore. Did you... pierce this? Or using an existing cave? I don't know.
I feel like walking through a tourist attraction, so I see a room that looks like a room on the side of a straight cave. I said it was a room, but there was no door and it was just a space that looked round by a straight passageway.
I carefully checked that room.
- I...
I saw two men lying on a bed made of wool on a crest. There was a clock on the wall. There was also one lamp that emitted orange light, so it felt warm.
These bastards... these are the workers I saw last time.
The ones who moved the bodies to the cart.
The cart I saw at the time was next to me.
- Phew!
I put a knife in the bunk of the man who was sleeping outside. Let's kill one and get started.
"Hick...!"
As the number of footsteps increases, the person sleeping next to him turns around and wakes up.
"Umm... what is it. Already have time... uhhh?!"
"Be quiet."
"What do you mean!"
- Bummer!
I punched him right in the face, grabbed him, threw him on the wagon, and beat him to death.
"Archaeology! Argh! Aghh!"
After such overwhelming violence, he began interrogation.
The results were, of course, good.
"Just wait here all the time and drag the cart to check on the bodies?"
"Yes..."
"When you fill it up 24 hours tomorrow, the others will come and give you a shift? Repeat that?"
"Yes..."
These bastards were just the end employees who checked the bodies and kept them. A little more interrogation, an employee named Lucas, a pseudonym Turtan used. If the employee asks you to take the body out of the barn, go to the sea and hand it over to the boatman.
These guys were the only ones who lived through this.
"The Wizard?"
"Well, I don't know. I never talked to him separately... and he comes by every hour to check on the body... spraying powder and casting magic... maybe it's conservation magic."
The reason I was here, not waiting for the dead body to fall, was because I had to wait for a wizard to hang a conservation spell. Well, I guess I'll wait 24 hours for the wizard.
The wizard says he comes this way every certain time. That time is four times a day. In other words, he comes once every six hours and performs conservation magic. This is how corpses run out of time every day. If you don't have a body, you just go. If you have one, you go with a preservation spell.
"I don't know who you are, but we've been doing it together for a long time, right?"
"Yes... but I didn't say anything because I was afraid of the wizard..."
"How long have you been here?"
"I was about three years old, but the wizard doesn't know."
I found out everything I could.
Next is the wizard.
"Good, because you answered me well."
"Sa, are you going to save me?"
He asked with a half-tone.
"I'll send you in one shot."
"Argh!"
- Thistle!
He swings the knife and beheads it, then moves all the way down that aisle. They say if you go out there, the city will come out. It's connected to an old warehouse in the corner of town, and the wizards are coming in through there, and the workers who just killed them are coming in through there.
I could walk all the way out to the warehouse he told me about.
I sat down and waited for the wizard. Whatever it was, it came every day. If you hadn't noticed our raid, you'd be here soon. I can't help it if you don't come.
- Yikes.
About an hour has passed.
As the door opens, the man's wizard comes inside.
"...!"
The man who found me opened his eyes wide and raised his hand at the same time, Kwaang! I quickly shot myself, grabbed his arm, broke it, strangled him and knocked him out.
Do not let the wizard memorize the spell.
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