UNIT-556: Wolf Pack - Taking The Path As A New Ruler In The Another World -

Chapter 7: The Glasses (Rework)

= Marcus' P.O.V =

"RAAAAAAHHHH!!! HOW DARE THEY!!!!" I screamed out of anger as I threw my silver grail at my slave; she was hit on the head, causing a slight bleed. Grrrgh!!! Those Wolfpack! How dare they humiliate me in front of everyone?! They should be cursed!

"Mr. Marcus," I turned around in an irritated mood, seeing my attendant standing at the door. He was wearing a black blazer, black valet vest, white polo, black ribbon, black slacks, and shoes. He was one of the slaves I had bought from the western region of another nation, but he seemed very useless compared to those I had discarded.

"What?"

"Kartuk wants to see you. Shall I open the door for him?" the attendant asked. Kartuk! Ahh yes! The guy who was a former major of the Narja Kingdom and was recruited as part of my private army!

"Yes, please! Let him in!" I replied with delight before the attendant opened the door, revealing a tall, muscular, bearded man wearing a white robe with a black wolf pelt as his cape, chainmail beneath leather armor, and a curved blade sword on his left hip.

"Greetings, Mr. Marcus."

"Hello, Kartuk!!! I'm glad to see you! Please have a seat!"

I watched as he sat on the couch and rested both elbows on his knees, leaning forward with his fingers entwined. The slave served him a cup of red wine. Of all the mercenaries I had, he was the most trusted person to carry out my orders in terms of business. Not just strong, but also intelligent unlike what you'd find on the street.

"So how's the storage that I let you take care of?" I asked him while he sipped his wine.

"The storage is still stable. There was one bastard who tried to steal our stuff, so we did what you said: cut their hands and tongues so they wouldn't speak or steal again." Merciless! I love it!!!

"Are you getting bored of being the guard of my storage?" I asked.

"To be honest, yes. But the salary is very good, so for now, I'll do what I can, boss."

"Very well, I would love to reward you by hunting someone. I'm sure you're craving for blood and you're not satisfied with punishing the rats in our group." The smirk shaped on my lips after seeing Kartuk was interested to hear it.

"I'm all ears."

"Good, have you heard of the Wolfpack?"

"No, but there are rumors about a group of 7 neophytes who conquered the dungeon here in Ontoria. Why?" Kartuk asked.

"Well, they're the Wolfpack. They humiliated me in the crowd after I offered them a generous deal to work for me. That guy in the bandana slapped me and threatened us," I said.

"Interesting.... Guess I'll ask my boys to find out who these Wolfpack are. Ooh, baby, I finally have a chance to fight them."

"Good, you'll be paid double when you capture them dead or alive."

Now, Wolfpack. Prepare for the worst.

= Horus' P.O.V =

I'm at the shooting range, training myself to get used to this rifle Genji named the M16A4. Shooting the target accurately whether standing, crouching, or in a prone position. I took out the magazine from the rifle and replaced it with a fully loaded one. I like the fact that I can even use it as a club or spear once I add a knife as a bayonet. It's like a musket that's become obsolete compared to a magic rifle. Magic rifles don't even have an adapter for a bayonet for close-quarters combat when you can no longer shoot. They're also easy to use compared to magic guns, which require sophisticated kits and engineers for maintenance.