Undead Beast Master: Living Solely for My Desires-Chapter 279: The Wrong Kind of Silence

Ian's eyes narrowed. "There should have been a fight for the city, yet the lack of bodies in the vicinity and with no trace of iron in the air could mean only one thing."

"They have taken Drakmire Bastion without them even putting up a fight. As such, the city is ours. Now tell me, are we really going to be so retarded to leave such opportunity past us?"

With a twisted smile appearing on his lips, Hugo moved one of his hands from the reins and grabbed onto a chain next to him.

"Uh!" Due to the force that Hugo applied, the woman with the metal collar on her neck could not help but cry in pain as her neck felt like it was about to snap.

"I've had my fun with this one," Hugo said. "She's broken now. What use is she to me?" He chuckled darkly. "Sure, I could go back to the slave market, get something fresh—but why bother when a whole city's waiting to be claimed? The army's moved deeper into enemy territory by now. No way they've taken all the prisoners with them."

A wide smile appeared on his face, impressed by his own genius. "So why not take a slave or two for free? I don't care what you want, but by the end, at least one blonde woman with a huge rack is to be before me. If not, and you hide the best meat from me, you know what will happen..."

No one needed the rest of that sentence.

The people around Hugo gulped. They knew that once their boss had set his eyes on something, then it would be a bad idea to try and get it for themselves.

Ian looked at the chained slave briefly. She was a quite beautiful woman once, but that was no longer the case. Her eyes were hollow, her lips were cracked, and her face bore countless injuries and black spots. That was just how Hugo liked to play around with his women.

Ian wasn't in the group for the women, as the gold was more important to him. That did not mean that he felt any bad about the woman—she was a Draconian pig after all. She should be happy that she had been able to provide them with service.

"I see the city gates," Hugo's commanding voice broke through Ian's thoughts as he gazed forward.

The black wall made from jagged stone looked like it would be tough to break, but they didn't need to, as the bridge was lowered… Or more accurately, it was supposed to be lowered, yet it hadn't. It had been raised, and standing silently before it, cloaked in white robes, was a lone figure.

The pounding in Ian's heart seemed to increase tremendously. The bad feeling was coming back. Was it possible that the Crimson Sun Empire hadn't tried to claim the city? No, even worse—what if they had tried and failed?

It didn't make sense—but if it was true, then their bandit group had walked into something far more dangerous than they were prepared for. For a moment, Ian wished he had refused the offer to come along. But back then, the promise of gold had blinded him to the real risks of the job.

"Who are you?" Hugo shouted in his commanding voice, reaching the mysterious person with no problems. Yet rather than replying back, the figure just pointed at them with their white odachi.

'No way, is this guy challenging us?' Ian thought.

"Men, I want this person dead!" Hugo commanded as he took a glance at his subordinates.

"Boss, this is not what you said! The city is not taken—there are forces protecting it!" one of Ian's comrades barked.

This was a reasonable outburst. The only reason they had agreed to come here was that the plan had been simple—avoid the Empire's forces, grab some valuable items, and maybe take a few women. There was never any intention to fight.

Not saying anything, Hugo got off the lizard, walked toward the man, and hit him on the head. The force of the attack was so great that the man's skull bent and he was sent flying as he hit the mountain next to him.

The silence seemed to grow even tenser as blood began to pour from the man's shattered skull. Just moments ago, he had been alive and well—one of their comrades, an ally. And now, he was gone.

With a single punch, he was dead—which was not surprising, as their leader had a class that seemed to make him much stronger than average.

"Are you going to chicken out as well? It is one person by the looks of it. If we take this person, the whole city would be ours! Imagine how many women you will get for free!"

Hearing Hugo's motivating speech—if one could call it that—all of Ian's companions except himself felt a sudden surge of confidence as they all began to approach the masked figure.

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Their leader was right, to an extent. They were many, and their enemy was just one. Not to mention, with the display of power their leader had shown a moment ago, they were certain that if the worst happened, they could rely on him and his overwhelming strength.

It was too late to turn back. Even if he wanted to, Ian knew Hugo would undoubtedly begin searching for the traitor and eliminate him. With a soft sigh, Ian moved forward as well. "I just hope the pay's worth it."