Chapter Seventeen

Baal who has the power to create and manipulate ice to some extent and Paimon who has the power of having a one by one cubic meter dimensional room.

Seeing him in action, taking out two individuals in a weakened state shows he has some experience in this field... How wonderful...

Lucifer smiled in his mind as he thought his future plans will be a lot easier.

"If you want you can keep eating"

Paimon who was about to stand up fell down as he felt embarrassed and anxious.

He never had the intention of insulting his master behind his back but his words just now could be interpreted as one.

He cast his eyes away as he trembled, avoiding eye contact with Lucifer and the food.

With a soft laugh, he said "Haha, Baal should be done cooking the food by now. If we go back now, you can still eat warm food"

Seeing his master's expression, his tone not showing any sign of anger, Paimon got up swiftly.

"In exchange for your carelessness, I'll make you do some labor work tomorrow"

"Understood"

Paimon felt relieved that he didn't have to stay on edge waiting for a punishment.

Despite being warned beforehand, it was his fault for not sticking onto the pre-determined routes he could use when going out, resulting in him being kidnapped.

As he walked behind Lucifer, he then saw the 'state' the others were in as soon as they went down the dirty two story house.

Under the dim candle light on the walls, one was writhing in pain on the floor, while two were unconscious.

Bam!

The door opened as three men quickly entered the house.

Without wasting any time, they raised their weapons, baton and daggers, as soon as they saw the unfamiliar face and the boy who was supposed to be upstairs restrained.

Whoosh.

Without even being able to take three steps in, the three were struck with needles near their chest area simultaneously.

"Aaah!"

The one on the left tried to remove the needle that was on his neck.

With one swift motion he yanked the needle out, his arm filled with adrenaline, only to see the end of it having a similar barbed to arrows.

The next second, he was on the floor, his neck where the needle was gushed out blood by the second as he screamed in agony.

As he was the fastest one to react to the needle that struck them, the other two who witnessed it happen could not help but stop in place as they watched their companion in the sorry state he was in.

"Here you go"

Two small metal bottles was tossed to the ground near the two who were still standing from the adrenaline despite the itchy and irritable pain caused by the needle.

"The one with transparent liquid is anesthetic while the other is a salve that can reduce the blood that will come out once you pull out the needle. I advice you to be quick on treating yourselves if you don't want to end up like him"

Lucifer, with his indifferent and cold tone, made the two bow their heads voluntarily.

They then moved to the side, allowing the man whose eyes were in a state of "I could not care any less about you", trembling before the one who seemed to be experienced in doing such things.

Wow... Paimon followed behind as he was in awe how efficient Lucifer was in taking care of such matters that would have took him at least five minutes of intense fighting after setting up traps to increase his chances of winning.

The two got out of the house as they were met with the cool evening breeze.

"Tomorrow morning, we will go out of the city. About an hour away by carriage, you will be digging a small hole about a meter deep and set up a tombstone"

"... Understood"

Although he was hesitant and wondering why he there was a need to do such a thing, Paimon ignored about thinking the reason as he continued to follow Lucifer quietly.

They then got on a passing carriage to take them back to their street.

Ten minutes pass seven, the two got back home under the moonlight of the full moon that illuminated the dark world.

"....."

As he opened the door, Paimon's nose picked the drool inducing aroma of as his stomach produced a groaning sound.

"Go ahead. Make sure to take a warm bath before going to bed"

Hearing his words, Paimon briskly walked to the kitchen in the first floor and saw Baal putting meat stew with coconut milk and other vegetables to the bowl on his hand.

"I waited until the door sounded. Here"

The old man handed the bowl full of warm, almost hot, stew to the boy.

After a few second of silence, Paimon took the bowl with a smile and sat down on the table.

"There's chamomile tea. Want some?"

The boy nodded as he said in a soft tone, "... Yes"

...

A few hours later, an hour before midnight, inside a warehouse that belongs to Hellen near the slave market...

"Seriously though, I should be sleeping by now and yet..."

Lucifer massaged his temples as he narrowed his eyes, looking at the mastermind behind the kidnapping.

"You... How dare you say such things when you're the reason why we lost almost half of our earnings?!"

The middle aged man wearing simple, loose clothes who was at the forefront yelled in anger and disbelief.

Behind his eyes that were filled with anger was envy and greed.

"These are the things you asked me to keep"

Hellen, who was wearing a simple night gown, handed a stack of documents to Lucifer which he took with a slight nod, indicating his gratitude.

"Let's see... blackmailing, bribery, tax evasion, and theft. This sure is a nice catch. I wonder how much money I can get from turning you in"

"As if they would take 'me' in!"

The man said with confidence, as his lips formed a smile.

"How ignorant. I don't care as to whoever it is backing you"

Lucifer stood up, took a few steps forward and squatted down in front of the middle aged man who was bounded by a rope.

"The one you kidnapped was someone being sponsored by the eldest daughter of Reosra. You all who are living in the main city of Lerdin, surely know who I am talking about, right?"

Lucifer's cold words reverberated in the man's ears as his eyes darkened, as if he was slowly losing life.

"Now, do you think whoever is backing you will be able to get you out of this? If you want to blow this up and take things to court, that is also fine by me. It is not like I will be the one who will receive the scorn of the public anyway"

The others behind the man were either looking down in doubt or were mumbling to themselves, saying "I-it's not true! W-we didn't mess with nobles... did we..."

As an apothecary that mainly deals with the middle class, those with full time jobs, and they had almost half of their customers taken away shortly after another apothecary with rumored miracle like medicine and cosmetics was introduced in the market. Them acting like this is something to be expected as no one would want to suddenly lose their business... but why should I care. Base on this record alone, these bunch do not deserve to be live.

As the middle aged man, the owner of the apothecary, and those behind him who were also guilty for other crimes had already begun to imagine what sort of life they were going to go through.

While Reosra is only a small barony at the outskirts of the countdom of Lerdin, Sasha Reosra, the aunt of the Baroness of Reosra possess equal, if not more, influence and authority as the Countess of Lerdin.

And the person they offended happened to be the daughter of the Baroness.

As commoners who relied on the field of medicine to be able to live decent lives, they knew very well how powerless they would be against Reosra.

What made them despaired the most was the fact that it was Reosra and not some other noble family.

If Reosra, the noble family that does not discriminate, were to refuse them it was obvious that other lands will do the same.

They don't even need to know the reason, because just the fact that Reosra refused the refuge of some group meant they were individuals who are truly vile.

"I will leave this for you to handle, Ma'am Hellen"

"Sure. I am in need of manpower anyway. With their records, the process of making workers for my market will be a lot smoother"

With his suitcase, Lucifer went out of the warehouse and rode the carriage Hellen prepared to go back to his house.