Diary of Guarding Monster Girls-Chapter 429 - 279 City-State Forged by Betrayal (4K, additional 88, 89)_2

Chapter 429: 279 City-State Forged by Betrayal (4K, additional 88, 89)_2

"Tsk, damn it!"

The Guard Captain was clearly aware that everyone was mocking him, and his expression turned even more sinister. He roared, "Get moving! Stop dawdling!"

"Now that we’re entering the city for a break, don’t think you’re completely safe!"

He looked at some of the slaves’ wishful expressions and sneered, rubbing salt into their wounds: "You lot think this is over? You couldn’t be more wrong!"

"Not everyone gets to stay here, heh... A large number of you will be bought by buyers from other city-states."

His words clearly struck fear into some of the slaves.

They didn’t want to be slaves, but they wanted to avoid death even more.

Though the Dark Elves are cruel and sadistic, at least they don’t enjoy eating humans.

"No, no, no! You can’t do this to me! I have money! I really do!!!"

At this moment, a slave in the group suddenly shouted towards the merchant leader’s carriage, trying to catch their attention.

He dragged his chains as he rushed out of the group, yelling towards the carriage and the amused Dark Elf city guard watching:

"Really! I have money! Lots and lots of money!"

"Aren’t you after money? I can give it to you!!!"

This was a former Slave Merchant.

After being betrayed by another merchant group, he chose to remain low-key and blend into the group of slaves.

He knew all too well how other merchants would treat someone like him—savage torture followed by draining every last bit of value before discarding.

He didn’t want to die.

He endured the whole journey, finally shouting after reaching the city-state.

If the merchant leader was willing to cooperate, he would offer a high ransom for his freedom.

If the other party wasn’t interested, he would have to hope for the greed of others.

If the offer was high enough, someone was bound to be tempted!

The merchant shouted, attempting to draw attention from others in the city-state: "Five hundred gold coins! No, a thousand! A thousand five hundred gold coins!"

Finally, as if his sincerity had moved them, the always silent carriage curtain slightly lifted a corner.

Though the interior couldn’t be seen, it seemed to indicate interest.

Were they interested!?

There’s hope!

There’s a chance!

With renewed spirit, the merchant added to his offer: "As long as you let me go, I’m willing to give two thousand gold coins, plus an estate, and..."

Swish—

A bright light shot out from beneath the curtain, incredibly fast, reaching the merchant’s face instantly.

Pop.

The next moment, without warning, accompanied by a soft sound, the slave’s head burst like a watermelon smashed into the ground.

Thud.

His headless body fell heavily to the ground, red and white matter splattering everywhere from his head.

The carriage curtain fell, and the person inside didn’t speak, as if they had casually squashed a bug.

"Ah!"

"Ahhh——"

Gasps arose suddenly, and the frightened slaves backed away, staring fearfully at the carriage.

The scene once again reminded them that the one inside was truly capable of deciding their life or death.

Mages, such terrifying beings, had ravaged this world for too long, making most life forms engrave the fear of Casters into their bloodlines.

Even the previously spectating City Gate Guards put away their mocking expressions, regarding the carriage with solemnity.

The figure inside was indeed a Caster, and possibly of a high rank!

At least a Middle Tier, perhaps even a High Tier Caster!

And most importantly—they could cast magic in the Dark Territory!

This indicated that the person in the carriage was a native of the Dark Territory!

As the saying goes, ’A strong dragon cannot suppress the local snake.’ 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

But what if this strong dragon was the local snake itself?

The Gate Guards quickly made their decision, symbolically checking briefly before stepping aside.

They even bowed slightly as the carriage passed, expressing their respect for the Caster.

Teresa watched all this with no special feelings, numbly following the group.

Beside her, Quinna furrowed her brows tightly as the merchant leader cast, as if doubting something.

"This feeling... Could it be that I was wrong before?"

Quinna’s murmurs reached Teresa’s ears, but the village girl neither asked nor thought much.

Teresa had given up thinking.

After all, Quinna wouldn’t explain anything to a clueless village girl like her.

Even about the previous ’Knight’ topic, she kept Teresa in suspense without clarifying.

The group passed through the city gates, the stench of the slave quarters first invading their nostrils, choking the already filthy slaves.

Soon, they saw the source of the smell—a group of slaves of various races at work.

The clinking of bronze collars around Underground Orcs’ necks and dwarven manacles issued a soft sound as they hunched over, transporting ore in the lava forge, their overseers’ electrified whips ready to sear them for the slightest delay.

Was that their future?

The slaves pondered, but quickly grew numb again.

At this point, instead of overthinking, they might as well conserve their energy for a good rest.

Teresa was among this group of numb individuals—until Quinna approached her once more.

The girl’s shoulders sank slightly, as Quinna whispered into her ear: "Plans have changed. Be ready to follow me any time and wait for my instructions when the moment comes."

Teresa: Eh?

What are you doing?

If we could have escaped earlier, why wait to run after entering the city?

The village girl didn’t understand.

Quinna held Teresa’s wrist, her fingers moving slightly, undoing the shackles that had already been opened once before.

The woman who called herself a ’Knight’ didn’t explain much, only whispering: "Since I entered this city, I’ve had a very bad feeling."

"This place might be even more Fallen than I thought!"

She shook her head slightly, then hopefully asked: "By the way, your eyes, can they cast that magic again?"

"The one that turned Shadow Bats to stone, if possible, our chances of escape would be much greater!"

And Teresa’s response was—huh? Me?

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Wha- what magic?

What are you talking about?

...

...

Prison of Darkness.

"Hmph, you finally arrived! Let’s go, you’ve kept me waiting long enough!"

"Remember, it’s because you insisted I accompany you that I’m going... Not a drop less of that Holy Blood!"

With that, the Vampire lady raised her chin, haughtily huffing: "Don’t you know it’s rude to keep a lady waiting?"

"Rude?"

Herbert looked at Eliza, who was ready to go but feigning reluctance, her eyes showing hidden anticipation, and suddenly grinned wickedly.

He then thrust his hand under her skirt abruptly, loudly accusing: "What are you hiding in here? Hand it over!"

Eliza: !!?

"What are you doing!!?"

Eliza was caught off guard by Herbert’s abrupt and unceremonious move.

She wanted to stop him, but the chain around her neck immobilized her, forcing her to watch helplessly as Herbert grasped the secret hidden under her skirt.

"Whoa, it’s a toy like this! Couldn’t have guessed." Herbert nonchalantly glanced at the doll he pulled from beneath Eliza’s skirt, then tossed it aside without another thought.

"Playing with toys at your age?"

"Fine, play if you want, but why carry it with you? Lost it, no toys allowed outside!"

Eliza: ???

"Herbert! You!!?"