Chapter 9

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"SEEMS LIKE these past few days, we're doing nothing but fucking the slaves

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"SEEMS LIKE these past few days, we're doing nothing but fucking the slaves." I frowned because of what Chambers told me but did not say a word.

Who told them to slack around?

None.

They're just fucking hungry for flesh that they will devour any meat that was thrown into them. It will absolutely endanger the guild if they keep doing this.

A war could occur any second and half of us has their cocks dip inside the women, preoccupied fucking one, or just lost in their thoughts to have sex.

I shook my head when a flash of red hair popped out in the back of my mind.

Chambers grinned.

"Everyone knows you left the strawberry blonde aching, Lorik did not let anyone touch her for a week because she'll need some serious treatment if any cock goes near her without healing." My brows drew together, I didn't know that.

And what the fuck? Did Lorik just announced who's fucking whom? His mouth deserves a grenade.

Men tend to spread more gossip than women.

"And how did you know I fucked that woman?" Messed with her head is more appropriate.

"Lorik won't shut up because somehow the slave is his personal favorite. He took her virginity instead of selling her untouched. His name for her was Cerise. Because of her hair and popping that cherry. He would gain millions marketing that girl with an intact hymen but preferred not to. After hearing that, I already knew why you destroyed her pussy." He even had the guts to laugh.

It took all of me to hide my wrath in a calm expression.

"What was she like?" His face was now covered with perversion.

"Like any other fucks."

"Yeah? Lorik saw from the footage that she can barely walk. She even crawled a few times just to take a piss. Every soldier was waiting for their turn to have a taste after Lorik mentioned it." Huh. I just made her situation worse. I don't know what I should feel.

I tried to smirk.

"Including you?"

One second, Chambers was standing a few feet from me, guarding the entrance.

The next, he was on the ground, wide-eyed with a bullet hole on his forehead.

Several shots followed, ringing in my ears.

My body immediately reacted and closed one of the ridiculous and grandiose doors. I took cover on a wall where I can still watch outside. I observed where the shots were coming from.

It was not raining but calculated bullets.

I think it's from three different directions. It's difficult to know where the other locations are from my position.

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