Chapter 280: 280
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Hearing this the man's eyes widened. She hadn't given up, she was just busy chanting.
*Boom!* *Slash*
In that instant, the air around her sharply burst out. Sending one of the guys flying while cutting him many times as it did so.
*Thud*
A loud thud could be heard as he hit into the tree, without being able to let out a single scream, he was knocked out from the impact.
Due to all of the wind from the spell, the snow around them had blocked her site of what was around her. It had formed something similar to a small snowflake smokescreen.
She used this as an opportunity to escape, but right as she moved to. A hand came in through the smokescreen before grabbing on to her hair.
Her eyes widened as she this happened. Her heart began to beat faster and faster as she tried to break his grip. But it was too strong.
Suddenly, she felt a force pull at her as his arm dragged her through and out of the smokescreen. Her hair being pulled hurt a lot more than she thought it would, but what was even worse than that was actually getting cut.
"Let- Go! Let... GO!" She shouted as she tried to get him to release his grip
But unfortunately, His arm wouldn't budge. As she was dragged along the snow, she thought of chanting again to attack him, but knew that it wouldn't work. Instead, she grabbed onto the knife which was on her waist, beneath her snowrobe.
Right as she did, she quickly swung it. Not at the man's arm but at her hair, in an attempt to cut off the part which he had gripped from it.
*Clap!*
Her face was throbbing in pain but that didn't stop her. As the adrenaline ran wild, she tightened her grip over knife before quickly getting up.
As she did so, she quickly thrust her knife straight at the man. But stopped as he grabbed on to her hand which held it.
From her position, they now stood face to face, and as she saw the cold murderous look on his face which showed that he was really aiming to kill her, she could feel dread seep into her bones.
The adrenaline had run out and her arms were now trembling much more than before.
"Stupid bitch!" He cursed as he increased his grip while he pulled her in closer.
The pressure and pain was so strong that she was forced to drop it. As her only remaining weapon dropped to the ground, the feeling of hope left, leaving behind only despair.
"Careful, they'll pay less." Said the guy next to the leader
Despite that, she didn't let out a single cry. With teary eyes she glared at the two in front of her.
"Hey... Who do you think you're glaring at like that!?" He asked as the expression in his face grew angrier.
*CL.A.P!*
Much louder and harder than before, the man slapped her again. It resonated throughout the cold and dark snow-glazed forest before she hung her head.
Thinking that she had backed down, the man looked rather unamused when suddenly, he noticed that the glare hadn't disappeared. She was still glaring at him even after hanging her head.
Seeing this, a cold wide smile emerged from the man's face as he seemed to be barely containing it. He was definitely enjoying it.
"Hey-"
The other man tried stopping that leader, but before he could
*CL.A.P!!*
Now again, with a little bit of magic reinforcement and much more power behind it, the man slapped her again. The slap was so hard that she her surroundings began to shake as she momentarily became disorientated.
"Hey!! Don't turn her into damaged goods like the other one!" Shouted one of his members
"I know... I know... It's just... When someone beneath me looks at me like that... I can barely contain it..." He said with a joyful look
His member looked at him like he was crazy, or rather, he knew damn well that his leader was. Somewhat satisfied, the leader turned to the girl and as he did, his eyes widened.
The glare on her face was still there and remained strong despite everything that the man did. Seeing this, without saing anything the man pulled his arm back for the position of another slap.
The girl closed her eyes and grit her teeth to brace herself when suddenly, a voice came from behind them.
"You'll be able to pay me and your quota even if you don't sell her, won't you?"
It was Laurence. Hearing this, the leader quickly stopped dead in his tracks.
The girl opened her eyes and saw his hands right beside her face. He had managed to stop right in time. Her legs were trembling so hard that they looked like they would die out.
"Tsk, Here I thought you were smart. You're lucky customers pay less for damaged goods otherwise, you'd have regretted it."
Upon hearing this, a smirk was formed on her swollen and reddened cheeks from all the slaps. They were throbbing in pain but she didn't care.
"Is that all...? After all that tough act, you're just going to run away...? No matter how tough, you really are just another person's dog..." She muttered just loud enough for him to hear it
Her voice legs were trembling and she was chilled to her bones, but somehow she still managed to portray her voice with great confidence.
The member who still stood's eyes widened as he heard this, he slowly turned over to his boss and could feel the heat from his boiling hot head coming from where he stood.
"H-Hey... Leader... Ignore it..."
The temperature in the surrounding area began to grow hotter as the leader began to mutter something.
Seeing this, a smile was formed on the girl's face. Death would be better than being forced into a slave contract which would have just resulted in her being reused over and over until death.
Such a fate was much was than dying. But now that death stood right in front of her face...
"We can kill this one. There's plenty of others." Said the leader as he tried to contain his anger
Now that it was right In front of her face... She began to regret it. When it came to it, dying meant the end.
The sword on the man's waist began to glow redder and redder as it seemed to catch on fire. It was being magically enchanted by the flame element. A fire attribute spell.
"Saint-Class Fire Magic: Jet Burn" He muttered
Following that, the sound which was akin to that of a rampaging flame could be head as the sword grew in length. It seemed to have gotten a layer of heat over it which had taken the same shape of the swords blade to cover it.
All the heat began to harden along with the flames. And the girl who stood in front of this, felt her heart sink. She recognised the spell, but this man's version was completely unlike the one she knew.
Jet burn was a saint-class spell which involved conjucatating flames and emitting them at a high temperature in the form of a blazing fire cannon.
However instead of propelling it at her, he simply used it as an enchant for his sword. Even she knew that it wasn't something that could be done by just anyone
"Stupid bitch." Said the man as he raised his sword to the air
The member who saw this had given up, she could have avoided it but decided to act tough. He blamed her for her own death.
As the man was about the swing the sword, Laurence suddenly called them out.
"Wait." He said calmly
Hearing this, the leader stopped before turning back to laurence. He had a complexed expression on his face as he did so.
"Oi, Laurence. I told you I'd pay you, who do you think you are to be ruining my fun time?" Asked the leader, blatantly pissed.
"Not you, him." Said Laurence as he pointed at something.
Confused, the leader and his member slowly directed his vision to where Laurence was pointing and as he did so, his eyes widened. A smile was then formed on his face as this happened.
There, in front of their eyes, was a single young man. Long, down to his back, pitch-black hair over a face with his eyes being covered by a blindfold. A cloak which seemed to offer little to no protection aside from hiding what was beneath.
However, just by looking, he could tell that the young man was smaller to him in both size and strength, he would be an easy target.
"Haha... It's raining babies today... I'm such a good mood right now that I don't even feel like killing her..." Said the leader as he began walking towards the young man
He looked around and made sure that there was no one else nearby, as he did so.
Laurence who saw this, stayed quiet, he seemed deep in thought.
"I didn't... I didn't I sense him or even notice when he came... Was it a fluke?" Laurence muttered
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Hearing this the man's eyes widened. She hadn't given up, she was just busy chanting.
*Boom!* *Slash*
In that instant, the air around her sharply burst out. Sending one of the guys flying while cutting him many times as it did so.
*Thud*
A loud thud could be heard as he hit into the tree, without being able to let out a single scream, he was knocked out from the impact.
Due to all of the wind from the spell, the snow around them had blocked her site of what was around her. It had formed something similar to a small snowflake smokescreen.
She used this as an opportunity to escape, but right as she moved to. A hand came in through the smokescreen before grabbing on to her hair.
Her eyes widened as she this happened. Her heart began to beat faster and faster as she tried to break his grip. But it was too strong.
Suddenly, she felt a force pull at her as his arm dragged her through and out of the smokescreen. Her hair being pulled hurt a lot more than she thought it would, but what was even worse than that was actually getting cut.
"Let- Go! Let... GO!" She shouted as she tried to get him to release his grip
But unfortunately, His arm wouldn't budge. As she was dragged along the snow, she thought of chanting again to attack him, but knew that it wouldn't work. Instead, she grabbed onto the knife which was on her waist, beneath her snowrobe.
Right as she did, she quickly swung it. Not at the man's arm but at her hair, in an attempt to cut off the part which he had gripped from it.
*Clap!*
Her face was throbbing in pain but that didn't stop her. As the adrenaline ran wild, she tightened her grip over knife before quickly getting up.
As she did so, she quickly thrust her knife straight at the man. But stopped as he grabbed on to her hand which held it.
From her position, they now stood face to face, and as she saw the cold murderous look on his face which showed that he was really aiming to kill her, she could feel dread seep into her bones.
The adrenaline had run out and her arms were now trembling much more than before.
"Stupid bitch!" He cursed as he increased his grip while he pulled her in closer.
The pressure and pain was so strong that she was forced to drop it. As her only remaining weapon dropped to the ground, the feeling of hope left, leaving behind only despair.
"Careful, they'll pay less." Said the guy next to the leader
Despite that, she didn't let out a single cry. With teary eyes she glared at the two in front of her.
"Hey... Who do you think you're glaring at like that!?" He asked as the expression in his face grew angrier.
*CL.A.P!*
Much louder and harder than before, the man slapped her again. It resonated throughout the cold and dark snow-glazed forest before she hung her head.
Thinking that she had backed down, the man looked rather unamused when suddenly, he noticed that the glare hadn't disappeared. She was still glaring at him even after hanging her head.
Seeing this, a cold wide smile emerged from the man's face as he seemed to be barely containing it. He was definitely enjoying it.
"Hey-"
The other man tried stopping that leader, but before he could
*CL.A.P!!*
Now again, with a little bit of magic reinforcement and much more power behind it, the man slapped her again. The slap was so hard that she her surroundings began to shake as she momentarily became disorientated.
"Hey!! Don't turn her into damaged goods like the other one!" Shouted one of his members
"I know... I know... It's just... When someone beneath me looks at me like that... I can barely contain it..." He said with a joyful look
His member looked at him like he was crazy, or rather, he knew damn well that his leader was. Somewhat satisfied, the leader turned to the girl and as he did, his eyes widened.
The glare on her face was still there and remained strong despite everything that the man did. Seeing this, without saing anything the man pulled his arm back for the position of another slap.
The girl closed her eyes and grit her teeth to brace herself when suddenly, a voice came from behind them.
"You'll be able to pay me and your quota even if you don't sell her, won't you?"
It was Laurence. Hearing this, the leader quickly stopped dead in his tracks.
The girl opened her eyes and saw his hands right beside her face. He had managed to stop right in time. Her legs were trembling so hard that they looked like they would die out.
"Tsk, Here I thought you were smart. You're lucky customers pay less for damaged goods otherwise, you'd have regretted it."
Upon hearing this, a smirk was formed on her swollen and reddened cheeks from all the slaps. They were throbbing in pain but she didn't care.
"Is that all...? After all that tough act, you're just going to run away...? No matter how tough, you really are just another person's dog..." She muttered just loud enough for him to hear it
Her voice legs were trembling and she was chilled to her bones, but somehow she still managed to portray her voice with great confidence.
The member who still stood's eyes widened as he heard this, he slowly turned over to his boss and could feel the heat from his boiling hot head coming from where he stood.
"H-Hey... Leader... Ignore it..."
The temperature in the surrounding area began to grow hotter as the leader began to mutter something.
Seeing this, a smile was formed on the girl's face. Death would be better than being forced into a slave contract which would have just resulted in her being reused over and over until death.
Such a fate was much was than dying. But now that death stood right in front of her face...
"We can kill this one. There's plenty of others." Said the leader as he tried to contain his anger
Now that it was right In front of her face... She began to regret it. When it came to it, dying meant the end.
The sword on the man's waist began to glow redder and redder as it seemed to catch on fire. It was being magically enchanted by the flame element. A fire attribute spell.
"Saint-Class Fire Magic: Jet Burn" He muttered
Following that, the sound which was akin to that of a rampaging flame could be head as the sword grew in length. It seemed to have gotten a layer of heat over it which had taken the same shape of the swords blade to cover it.
All the heat began to harden along with the flames. And the girl who stood in front of this, felt her heart sink. She recognised the spell, but this man's version was completely unlike the one she knew.
Jet burn was a saint-class spell which involved conjucatating flames and emitting them at a high temperature in the form of a blazing fire cannon.
However instead of propelling it at her, he simply used it as an enchant for his sword. Even she knew that it wasn't something that could be done by just anyone
"Stupid bitch." Said the man as he raised his sword to the air
The member who saw this had given up, she could have avoided it but decided to act tough. He blamed her for her own death.
As the man was about the swing the sword, Laurence suddenly called them out.
"Wait." He said calmly
Hearing this, the leader stopped before turning back to laurence. He had a complexed expression on his face as he did so.
"Oi, Laurence. I told you I'd pay you, who do you think you are to be ruining my fun time?" Asked the leader, blatantly pissed.
"Not you, him." Said Laurence as he pointed at something.
Confused, the leader and his member slowly directed his vision to where Laurence was pointing and as he did so, his eyes widened. A smile was then formed on his face as this happened.
There, in front of their eyes, was a single young man. Long, down to his back, pitch-black hair over a face with his eyes being covered by a blindfold. A cloak which seemed to offer little to no protection aside from hiding what was beneath.
However, just by looking, he could tell that the young man was smaller to him in both size and strength, he would be an easy target.
"Haha... It's raining babies today... I'm such a good mood right now that I don't even feel like killing her..." Said the leader as he began walking towards the young man
He looked around and made sure that there was no one else nearby, as he did so.
Laurence who saw this, stayed quiet, he seemed deep in thought.
"I didn't... I didn't I sense him or even notice when he came... Was it a fluke?" Laurence muttered
Hearing this the man's eyes widened. She hadn't given up, she was just busy chanting. *Boom!* *Slash* In that instant, the air around her sharply burst out. Sending one of the guys flying while cutting him many times as it did so. *Thud* A loud thud could be heard as he hit into the tree, without being able to let out a single scream, he was knocked out from the impact. Due to all of the wind from the spell, the snow around them had blocked her site of what was around her. It had formed something similar to a small snowflake smokescreen. She used this as an opportunity to escape, but right as she moved to. A hand came in through the smokescreen before grabbing on to her hair. Her eyes widened as she this happened. Her heart began to beat faster and faster as she tried to break his grip. But it was too strong. Suddenly, she felt a force pull at her as his arm dragged her through and out of the smokescreen. Her hair being pulled hurt a lot more than she thought it would, but what was even worse than that was actually getting cut. "Let- Go! Let... GO!" She shouted as she tried to get him to release his grip But unfortunately, His arm wouldn't budge. As she was dragged along the snow, she thought of chanting again to attack him, but knew that it wouldn't work. Instead, she grabbed onto the knife which was on her waist, beneath her snowrobe. Right as she did, she quickly swung it. Not at the man's arm but at her hair, in an attempt to cut off the part which he had gripped from it. *Clap!* Her face was throbbing in pain but that didn't stop her. As the adrenaline ran wild, she tightened her grip over knife before quickly getting up. As she did so, she quickly thrust her knife straight at the man. But stopped as he grabbed on to her hand which held it. From her position, they now stood face to face, and as she saw the cold murderous look on his face which showed that he was really aiming to kill her, she could feel dread seep into her bones. The adrenaline had run out and her arms were now trembling much more than before. "Stupid bitch!" He cursed as he increased his grip while he pulled her in closer. The pressure and pain was so strong that she was forced to drop it. As her only remaining weapon dropped to the ground, the feeling of hope left, leaving behind only despair. "Careful, they'll pay less." Said the guy next to the leader Despite that, she didn't let out a single cry. With teary eyes she glared at the two in front of her. "Hey... Who do you think you're glaring at like that!?" He asked as the expression in his face grew angrier. *CL.A.P!* Much louder and harder than before, the man slapped her again. It resonated throughout the cold and dark snow-glazed forest before she hung her head. Thinking that she had backed down, the man looked rather unamused when suddenly, he noticed that the glare hadn't disappeared. She was still glaring at him even after hanging her head. Seeing this, a cold wide smile emerged from the man's face as he seemed to be barely containing it. He was definitely enjoying it. "Hey-" The other man tried stopping that leader, but before he could *CL.A.P!!* Now again, with a little bit of magic reinforcement and much more power behind it, the man slapped her again. The slap was so hard that she her surroundings began to shake as she momentarily became disorientated. "Hey!! Don't turn her into damaged goods like the other one!" Shouted one of his members "I know... I know... It's just... When someone beneath me looks at me like that... I can barely contain it..." He said with a joyful look His member looked at him like he was crazy, or rather, he knew damn well that his leader was. Somewhat satisfied, the leader turned to the girl and as he did, his eyes widened. The glare on her face was still there and remained strong despite everything that the man did. Seeing this, without saing anything the man pulled his arm back for the position of another slap. The girl closed her eyes and grit her teeth to brace herself when suddenly, a voice came from behind them. "You'll be able to pay me and your quota even if you don't sell her, won't you?" It was Laurence. Hearing this, the leader quickly stopped dead in his tracks. The girl opened her eyes and saw his hands right beside her face. He had managed to stop right in time. Her legs were trembling so hard that they looked like they would die out. "Tsk, Here I thought you were smart. You're lucky customers pay less for damaged goods otherwise, you'd have regretted it." Upon hearing this, a smirk was formed on her swollen and reddened cheeks from all the slaps. They were throbbing in pain but she didn't care. "Is that all...? After all that tough act, you're just going to run away...? No matter how tough, you really are just another person's dog..." She muttered just loud enough for him to hear it Her voice legs were trembling and she was chilled to her bones, but somehow she still managed to portray her voice with great confidence. The member who still stood's eyes widened as he heard this, he slowly turned over to his boss and could feel the heat from his boiling hot head coming from where he stood. "H-Hey... Leader... Ignore it..." The temperature in the surrounding area began to grow hotter as the leader began to mutter something. Seeing this, a smile was formed on the girl's face. Death would be better than being forced into a slave contract which would have just resulted in her being reused over and over until death. Such a fate was much was than dying. But now that death stood right in front of her face... "We can kill this one. There's plenty of others." Said the leader as he tried to contain his anger Now that it was right In front of her face... She began to regret it. When it came to it, dying meant the end. The sword on the man's waist began to glow redder and redder as it seemed to catch on fire. It was being magically enchanted by the flame element. A fire attribute spell. "Saint-Class Fire Magic: Jet Burn" He muttered Following that, the sound which was akin to that of a rampaging flame could be head as the sword grew in length. It seemed to have gotten a layer of heat over it which had taken the same shape of the swords blade to cover it. All the heat began to harden along with the flames. And the girl who stood in front of this, felt her heart sink. She recognised the spell, but this man's version was completely unlike the one she knew. Jet burn was a saint-class spell which involved conjucatating flames and emitting them at a high temperature in the form of a blazing fire cannon. However instead of propelling it at her, he simply used it as an enchant for his sword. Even she knew that it wasn't something that could be done by just anyone "Stupid bitch." Said the man as he raised his sword to the air The member who saw this had given up, she could have avoided it but decided to act tough. He blamed her for her own death. As the man was about the swing the sword, Laurence suddenly called them out. "Wait." He said calmly Hearing this, the leader stopped before turning back to laurence. He had a complexed expression on his face as he did so. "Oi, Laurence. I told you I'd pay you, who do you think you are to be ruining my fun time?" Asked the leader, blatantly pissed. "Not you, him." Said Laurence as he pointed at something. Confused, the leader and his member slowly directed his vision to where Laurence was pointing and as he did so, his eyes widened. A smile was then formed on his face as this happened. There, in front of their eyes, was a single young man. Long, down to his back, pitch-black hair over a face with his eyes being covered by a blindfold. A cloak which seemed to offer little to no protection aside from hiding what was beneath. However, just by looking, he could tell that the young man was smaller to him in both size and strength, he would be an easy target. "Haha... It's raining babies today... I'm such a good mood right now that I don't even feel like killing her..." Said the leader as he began walking towards the young man He looked around and made sure that there was no one else nearby, as he did so. Laurence who saw this, stayed quiet, he seemed deep in thought. "I didn't... I didn't I sense him or even notice when he came... Was it a fluke?" Laurence muttered
