Stuck as a Villain!

Chapter 112: Scum!

Alan had been serving the Albeck family for fourteen years now. The time when he was starving and was exiled from his village with the blame for being a 'Demon born'. He had no complaints against them since at that time he didn't know who was good and who was not.

At those times when any other second could have decided whether he would be seeing the day of light or not, someone extended their hand in his direction, and the reason was not something painful but a warmth Alan was unaware of until that point.

He decided to serve the lady who appeared magically in his life and become the greatest source of his motivation and reason for his existence. He lived for his queen and could do anything and everything to oblige with his duties if only he could make his queen, Lady Valarie smile even a little bit.

Now when the events unfolded and he was in one way or another complied to betray the young master of the Albeck, Alan saw the emotions in his queen's eyes which he never desired to get directed with. She was hurt, enraged, and disappointed in all of them. But no one else mattered to Alan since all he saw was that Valarie no longer held the trust in him as she did before Alan decided to betray her.

He was prepared to die. Nothing less could have compensated for the crime he had partaken in. Alan no longer desired to live when the doors parted and suddenly the figure of his goddess walked inside when Shin was conversing with the young master.

But life provided him with a second chance and that was to serve under the same master he once decided to 'test' and see whether Lady Valarie was deceived by some lookalike. It was a bleak chance but Alan had hoped that by serving Seth he would be able to at least once again meet the eyes of his queen and make her proud by his actions.

"Alan."

Hearing the young master's command Alan walked out of the shadow where he generally stays to keep an eye on everything concerning the entity with which Alan was concerned of.

Currently, they were near the base of the criminal organization which had kidnapped the women of the town, his young master decided to stay in. Truly unfortunate for Seth since even after deciding on a honeymoon(Alan was aware that Seth was trying to woo Haruka), he had to keep himself engaged in tiring work.

"Ha."

A short reply as the young adult knelt before his master with his head hanging low and ears perked to execute the very same things the Albeck heir speaks out next.

For some reason Seth had his eyes closed for a minute or two which Alan noted. Despite being in the shadow he was able to perceive most of the things around and Seth's unusual behavior definitely didn't go unnoticed by the raven-haired assassin.

Waking out of his daze(?) Seth turned to look at Alan or what the latter felt since he was currently staring at the ground in respect before he heard a series of commands and some information that made Alan nothing short of amazed.

"They seem to be staying here for a while. The underground prison facility gave me the feeling of it. Not to talk about the thorough installation of seals and detection artifacts which couldn't have been arranged in a month or two. Considering these scums are not on a high table in the hierarchy, it seems they have built connections with underdeveloped governors and also someone prominent seems to be backing up as well since I sensed some high-ranking individuals which these bastards couldn't have afforded to buy."

Alan didn't react to the words but it didn't mean he was all right inside as well. In normal circumstances, he would have gaped at the lots of information Seth counted even though from prior knowledge there didn't seem Seth had much information about the group. And what was that sensing soldier's tiers when even Alan was only able to faintly locate the base?

'Has he grown this strong... '

Alan had surveillance Seth a lot in the past since someone so close to his queen needed to be protected with the whole worth Alan held. Never could he have guessed that the person who misused his power as the student council president and blackmailed girls to sleep with him would become so mature and skilled in so less time.

The seriousness his voice held, the peculiar aura which shrouded the olive haired, and the way he responsibly took the work to save the prisoners showed no less why this person was the son of such a legendary figure.

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Unaware of Alan's monologue, Seth turned to the raven-haired man who seemed even younger than Seth yet he didn't dwell on that and asked something more concerning at the moment.

"How many you can carry in your shadow?"

"300, before my movements begin to get hindered."

Seth was rather amazed by Alan's ability to store even humans in his shadows which was practically impossible for any spatial storage to do. Not to talk about that quantity he boasted of, provided Seth the assurance that he picked the right person for this job.

Looking back at the base which he just surveyed using his 'Third Eye', Seth again spoke up, but his voice was a little grim this time.

"Your job is to make sure all the women locked underground are taken out safely. Whoever comes in between is free to be killed but only start once I give an...explosive signal."

"Understood."

Many things to keep in mind yet a quick response is what Seth could have ever asked for. Best features of these specially trained warriors.

As Alan disappeared in a haze, flaunting his skills to be the rumored shadow master in disguise, Seth also cracked his knuckles before ascending high and advancing to the place where he finally could let loose.

'I hope they won't disappoint me... '

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Inside one of the tents made inside the vicinity of the hideout, a group of people could be seen with varying expressions adorning their front. Most of them were filled with agony and grief and those who were not wailing had nasty smiles and nothing but lust fueling their mind.

"Next come with the price of three hundred G. Please don't be modest with this one and spend as much as you can."

One of the men wore a dark brown turban over his big head and a plain long shirt along with loose pair of pants which were hanging loosely to even considered fitting for the man. But there was no one bothered by his dressing sense since the 'thing' he presented stole all the attention of the crowd.

It was a small girl whose face was revealed from a hood and revealed her big round eyes which were currently tainted with moisture and her left cheek slightly bulging with a blue mark, signifying that she was slapped hard to keep herself quiet.

The girl didn't seem to be more than eleven but the place she was getting auctioned at, preferred a lot like her.

The girl had her hand tied in front of her chest and had a thick shackle binding her ankle which already had made the little life bleed a lot. The ropes were also fastened enough to leave a red marking.

Clearly, it was the tent where all the kidnapped women were sold through auction, and not only the members of the organization but many other outsiders also participate to get their playthings.

"M-mama...."

The small girl muttered under her breath only to wince in pain as she felt the man beside her pinching her arm harshly enough to make the girl sob once again but in fear of getting hurt again, she sealed her lips.

The little girl didn't even know why she was brought here when she just was sleeping with her mother in her room. She doesn't even know the evilness humanity carries and what kind of beast she was currently getting eyed from. The precious little life just wanted to see her mother once again but the man said he would only let her meet her mama if she behaves.

"A thousand gold."

Everyone froze in shock since the bidder not only climbed up a little too soon but the person who just spoke, held the highest social and political status amongst all the guests. Not to talk about his tendency to lean on children for his sexual desires succeeds anyone present inside the tent.

No one dared to bid any further even though looking at the creamy and slightly mature body of the child everyone wanted to have a taste of it. But their lust is only limited until the point when their lives weren't at risk.

"Wonderful choice, Mr. Stunner. I hope you have a lovely night ahead."

As the turban-wearing man cheered the person who just bid for the girl, grinned before he saw the meat hole being pushed by the auctioneer to walk toward him.

"Come little princess. Uncle will show a lot of different things tonight~"

Stunner leaned forward with his hand extended as he waited to touch the cute doll finally. He had his eyes on her since the start and was waiting for the girl without batting an eye at another product for tonight.

His hands which were extended, left only some feet apart from the girl who was sobbing continuously while slowly crawling her way toward the person she was directed to.

Stunner's grin widened as he finally thought he would be touching the girl when suddenly ge felt something....sharp going through his elbow.

Stunner was in a daze and didn't have to assess his extended hand before he saw something falling. The eyes of everyone around widened and so was of the girl he intended to caress.

Stunner was stunned for a mere blink before he shouted at top of his lungs because of the missing arm, he should be the least concerned about for now.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!"

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