Location: Myriad Realms, Card World, Southern Way Beyond, SSS-rank Titan Forest Field Dungeon.
"I think we can give it a try. It will be good for my PR," Princess Christina suddenly remarked, feigning disinterest and avoiding Lois’s eyes. Forgetting that she said she would rather die than let Redfall live another second. Also, a few minutes ago, she and Kiren, in chorus, announced they wanted to join my criminal rehabilitation and reintegration program.
"Princess, make up your mind already!" Orgy Ollie cried in dissatisfaction. Because in his mind, if they could make it out of here alive, he planned to visit the most expensive and fanciest brothel in all the Southern Region to celebrate and forget that they got beat by a kid in Card Master realm. The world no longer made sense to him.
"Don’t rush me—" Christina exclaimed only to be interrupted by an even louder voice, Kiren cut-in screaming, "Everyone shut up."
When all the other voices went silent, Kiren locked eyes with me and asked, "Why or how do we trust you? What’s stopping Redfall from using this as an opportunity to escape?"
"I can’t tell you guys why and how you should trust me, but I will tell you this: if I want to harm you, none of you can stop me. And as far as Redfall is concerned, the question you should be asking is why he isn’t trying to escape and willingly serving as my dog?" I replied in a deep voice, as my gaze slowly glanced over all four of the misfits and rested on Kiren. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩⚫𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢⚫𝔫𝔢𝔱
"Yes, why is he docile towards you?" Cam asked, as the Redfall he knew was daring enough to challenge the Royal families, the Noble clans, and the central government all together. He cheated death, for god’s sake. Yet, here he was, taking orders from a Card Master.
"Cameron John, you have your secrets, and I have my secrets. I don’t want to sound arrogant, but if I were present during the Way Beyond Massacre, it wouldn’t be a massacre. Heck, it wouldn’t even be mentioned in the pages of our history," I said, as my primordial Soul Pupil peeked into his mind to find the ’Others’ slumbering in it.
Staring into Cam’s mind, I felt like I was staring into a dark bottomless well until a pair of glowing eyes stared back. They felt familiar. They belonged to Cannibal Cam. Under the intimidating gaze of my primordial soul pupils, Cannibal Cam retreated into the darkness and went back to sleep.
Ignoring him, I went deeper into the seemingly bottomless well to find out what else was hiding in here—
"Stop!" Cam’s scream interrupted me before he desperately began to plead with me to stop, "I beg you, please stop."
Seeing her husband’s state, Kiren hurriedly exclaimed, "We accept. Stop, you don’t have to prove anything to us. I said we agree, goddamn it."
"This isn’t right. I feel like I coerced you guys," I teased, as Kiren tried to persuade me, "No, no, we already planned to join your program. Now we get to see how the program will fare at the highest difficulty as Redfall undergoes the program."
"That’s great, because I don’t want to force you guys to do anything you don’t want," I said, feigning concern. Though I wondered how these guys managed to survive so long and even manage to become card demigods, these guys were too easy.
The Misfits’ thoughts could be read on their faces and through their actions. Fortunately, these guys met me instead of some random-ass demon merchant. It wouldn’t find their honesty cute like I did, but disgusting. Anyway, I will make good use of them. Ah — to think the Card Celestial wanted me to help it recycle these four.
"Yeah," Kiren agreed with a nervous laugh while Ollie bluntly asked, "So, what now?" He couldn’t wait to find a whorehouse.
"Redfall will lead you to Southern Capital. From their you can teleport to Sky Blossom City. Where, Redfall will introduce you to my other staff, who will help you guys settle in. Any problem?" I asked, despite knowing that these guys would rather get lost than follow Redfall.
"What about you? You aren’t coming with us?" Princess Christina asked in doubt. Before I could answer her, Lois warned, "You guys now work for Master. You will address him as Boss or Master Wyatt. Any disrespect to our Master will not be tolerated and will be swiftly dealt with."
"Did we just join a cult?" Ollie joked, only to feel coldness on his throat. He had no idea when Lois appeared behind him and placed an icicle dragger on his throat, whispering, "You’re lucky, our master is a generous man. Make sure this doesn’t repeat, or I will."
"One last question. Can I make a quick stop at Southern Capital’s red little district? I’m turned on right now," Ollie said, unable to resist his urges. Lois’s cold glare and voice with her warm breath on the back of his neck, he was genuinely turned on. If not for their policy not to masturbate in the open, he would have started already.
"Why waste money? You wouldn’t do anything anyway," Cam remarked, knowing that Ollie, despite his vulgar template, was actually a genuine virgin. He has gotten a few blow jobs and eaten a few pussies/asses, but never gone all the way. Cam believed that this was the root of Ollie’s frustration, which led to him venting it verbally, giving birth to his vulgar personality.
"No, it’s not a waste of money. It will help me temper my will," Ollie refuted without any shame. "But if you want to help me save money, you can ask Kir—"
"Aw... ah, ah!" Ollie cried in pain as Cam punched him on his nose, interrupting him from shaming Kiren to tease him.
"Good shot, buddy. I totally deserved it." Instead of complaining, Ollie took it like a champ. Proving that he was not only good at dishing it out, but taking it too.