Osirus was frozen in place as both Kumiko and Glarion were in there. When they took a glance at him, they looked at him with empty eyes.
"I-It's not what its look like!" said Osirus before looking at Evera for help, but she turned away.
"We saw nothing" stated Kumiko as she walked toward Evera who was looking away "Where are the prisoners?"
"T-They are inside," said the Viking before opening the door of the cells.
She walked slowly, with the damned chained in her hands. If Osirus could be honest, he would say that a chain capable of inflicting that pain and suffering would keep anyone in line. He saw that the three of them were whistling at Kumiko as she stood in front of them. Osirus could feel that Kumiko was pissed.
"I'm going to ask you questions. You'd better answer, otherwise you will regret it" she warned as Osirus knew the way she was holding the chains, he saw her turning to the bald one with tattoos on his face and asked "How many of you are here?"
The man began to think "Let me think… I don't remember. And do you remember how many men opened your legs?"
'They didn't…' facepalmed Osirus as the screams began.
He really pitied the fool as his two other friends were shocked and afraid by whatever was causing the bald man to feel all that pain. Then, Glarion began to heal him, at the same time as Kumiko was dislocating every one of his bones. This went for five minutes straight as when they stopped the prisoner was trembling.
"Are you going to answer us?" asked Kumiko with a cold voice.
Osirus sighed and decided to wait outside the building. He couldn't help but feel like he knows the answer, but it was far from easy to understand. He tried to walk away, trying to get some fresh air.
"Going somewhere~?" asked Dragarth as she jumped on him.
"Just trying to get some fresh air" sighed Osirus.
"You don't seem like you comfortable right now" stated Dragarth "How about taking a little break now~"
"I can't take a break now" said Osirus.
"Don't be such a workaholic" teased Dragarth "Are you sure that you don't want to take a break?"
"I think that taking a break with those kinds of people in this town will be a grave mistake," replied Osirus.
"Aww~ I didn't know you care about the wellbeing of others" said Dragarth.
"It's not that…" replied Osirus "I fear that the samurai may make my work a lot harder"
"Don't worry, I'll be with you" said Dragarth as she began to get close to his face.
*Ahem*
They turned and saw a glaring Chevalir and Pugione looking at him.
"I… have a good explanation"
"It will have to wait" said Kumiko as she walked to him "We have the answers we need. I'm going to deploy a unit. Chevalir, take 5000 horsemen and go to the plantation and burn the place. Also, bring the corpses of those there"
After taking her eyes off Osirus, Chevalir nodded and walked away.
"As for you…" said Kumiko as she looked at Osirus "Go to the north-east part of the city, the rest of the group are there" she then walked to Glarion, who teleported them away.
"Listen Dragarth-"
"Call me Raglin" said Dragrath as she tightened her grip at Osirus.
"We need to get to work," continued Osirus.
"I hope that we can get our moment later" giggled Raglin as she let him go.
Osirus sighed, but suddenly felt something cold and sharp press against his neck.
"Explain. Now" demanded his old teacher.
"T-this is Raglin, she is my new partner"
"Is that ALL she is? With the way she was holding on to you, i'd say there's is something else"
"I have fallen madly for him"
"Not helping!" Osirus yelled.
"Darling~" Pugione said in a sickly sweet voice. "What have I told you about seducing other girls?"
"I-I-I didn't she-" "hush darling, we will talk about this later"
Raglin came up beside him.
"I don't mind sharing"
The dagger that was held at his throat was now pointed at her.
"Back off you man stealing whore!"
"What was that, bitch!?"
"You heard me, you are trying to steal him from me"
"I was not going to steal him, but maybe I should….after all I bet her prefers my body over yours"
"Nonsense, he is already quite familiar with my body, why would he need some fat chested whore when he already has three other girls that love him. Right darling?"
No response.
"Darling?"
They looked around and saw that he was gone.
XX North-eastern side XX
The white and gold knight sighed as he walked, he decided to sneak away and do his job before those two could trap him.
He arrived at the building and summoned his two clones.
There were four of them inside, along with whoever they hired.
The three knights broke in through the door and began their search, they disposed of several grunts and found the room with the four hooded figures.
"You are all under arrest"
"Like hell we are, as if the attack dogs of a whore like her could catch us"
"You are missing three of your comrades, correct?"
"What of it?" the figure at the center asked.
"They are currently being held in the prison"
"They were weaklings, we don't need them"
"Well you will be joining them soon, we will give you one chance to surrender"
All four of them drew various weapons.
"Never"
'Fools…..all of them'
They were defeated and tied up, Osirus was about to call the samurai and tell her to meet at the prison, the leader began to laugh.
"What's so funny?"
"We had a back up, incase we were caught"
Osirus could feel a sudden buildup of energy, it was some sort of explosive spell.
'It was a trap'
"LET THIS BE A LESSON TO WHOEVER OPPOSES- *BOOOOOM*"
An explosion took down the entire building and some structures around it.
Osirus was thrown hard by the force but was unharmed.
He saw the leader on the ground, critically wounded but alive.
His armor was scorched, dented, and a few pieces were missing, exposing his skin.
The entire left side of his helmet was incinerated but his face was ok.
He grabbed the unconscious drug lord and began to limp back to the prison.
He cast a message spell.
[hello?]
"Its me" he said with a strained voice
[oh hey bonehead, what happened?]
"It was a trap, the building was destroyed."
[do you need help?]
"No, just come to the prison, I have the ring leader, he is in critical condition"
[fine, give me a few minutes]
The line was cut, he continued his limping.
XX TIMESKIP XX
He had several people ask if he was ok, and if he needed help.
He declined all of them, he arrived at the prison and stumbled in the door.
"Oh my gods, are you ok!?" Evera saw his condition and panicked.
"I am fine, this one will die if he doesn't get healed"
"B-but your bleeding! And your armor is-" she was interrupted by a hand on her shoulder.
"I am fine, these are merely battle scars" he said with his best smirk through all the pain.
"F-fine"
Raglin walked in the door after he had moved the drug lord to a cell after he was healed.
She looked him up and down with fear.
"What happened to you?"
"A successful day on the job"
She would have offered to heal him, but she is unable to cast any spells, just like his clones.
Once again a familiar teleportation spell flared to life.
