I Own A Brothel In Another World (Ch. 1-196)

Chapter 135 - New Association, New Rules

"Oh. It looks like you somehow escaped," the mystery murderer says while cleaning the dagger off his already bloodied clothes.

If he thinks that's what happened, then I'm in no rush to break it to him.

"And what exactly is going on here, Mr Fool?" I ask, crossing my arms over my chest.

Todd smiles at me and it's one of those slightly villainous, proud-of-himself grins. He understands well that I have seen through his silly acting long before he dropped it moments ago.

"I think it's pretty obvious, isn't it? With Duke finally stepping out, I decided to take the initiative to uproot another fat, snivelling menace before it turned on us. The world will be a much better place without that depraved toad in it."

"Uh-huh. Surely." I eye him for a moment and glance at the two older men still hiding behind the desk. "What about them, then?"

"Well, it all depends on how cooperative they are going to be." The man chuckles while turning to the scared geezers.

I notice Susan tensing up next to me and I gently lay a hand on her shoulder. She glances my way with worry all over her face and I can clearly see that their boss isn't too hated among his subordinates. Giving her a reassuring squeeze, I return my gaze to the front.

"I'm not exactly sure what you are planning but it's no longer relevant. We are doing this my way now."

Todd halts his walk towards the two guys and gives me a frown over his shoulder. "What?"

"Exactly what you heard. This has already become quite a mess and someone has to fix it. I kind of intended to wipe the entire association off the face of Ear—uhhh, Naharren," I give the madame a wry smile after correcting myself as her eyes widen, clearly not because of it, "but I guess it isn't completely rotten and vile so I'm considering my options here. It depends where you stand now."

He slowly turns around to face me and points his dagger my way. "You? A lucky newbie wants to dictate terms? I think one of the thugs might have hit your head too hard as you were running away, which doesn't feel like an achievement considering that they even lost you in this place."

I shake my head with a chuckle. "This is your only warning. It's not wise to point that thing at me. I have a feeling that you are quite a smart person and I would hate to see anything happen to you."

Scoffing to the side, the wannabe spy-assassin starts slowly heading my way with a raised brow. He makes circling motions with his dagger as if to show it off even more. Susan takes a hesitant step back and I pull her closer with my left arm. The draconic hilt remains disabled in my right hand.

But, I don't even get a chance to activate it as our soon-to-be assailant hisses loudly after reaching the half-point and drops his dagger in pain. His eyes shoot to his bleeding palm in utter shock and confusion and they widen even more as he watches his weapon float through the room right into my open hand.

"Told you." I grin at him.

"Wha—"

Before he has a chance to utter a full word, something tugs on his ankles with enough force to topple him backwards and an unmanly shriek leaves his lips. Instead of slamming into the ground, he actually floats a bit higher in a horizontal position. Then, Hecate suddenly blinks into existence right behind him.

His eyes almost pop out of their sockets when he spots the ghostly face of my Arachne bodyguard and the four sharp spikes hanging right above his body. Just as he starts screaming again, she puts those spider legs to work and we watch how she spins him around his own axis at a rapid pace.