## Chapter 883 – Illegal Slave Traders

“Kill them! Capture the woman alive!”

With that shout, the merchant caravan guards, who had been surrounding us, formed a line and began to advance, swords at the ready.

I could see at least 50 of them.

There were probably more in the back.

Such a large force.
They seemed like a seriously formidable bunch.

As a professional unit of human hunters, they were well-trained, fearless, and quick to obey orders. They were putting their abilities to use in a terrible way. But, hey, slave trading probably paid better than being a regular soldier, mercenary, or adventurer.

“What should we do? Kill them all?”

Karin, having drawn her sword, asked with an amused smile.

“We have to kill them all.”
“Kyahaha, yes. We have to. Of course, we have to kill them all.”

Of course, we had to kill them all.

I was going to confirm if these Cyphon Company bastards were really a unit of human hunters before killing them, but now, there was no need for such a bothersome procedure. We had no choice but to wipe them all out.

ㅡSreung.

I drew my sword and walked towards the leader. He stood behind two bodyguards, a supremely confident expression on his face as he looked at me.

“Khehehe, a paladin who’s a barbarian? If you’re going to lie, at least make it believable. Well, don’t worry. Even if you’re worthless, the barbarian woman next to you looks like she’ll be loved by everyone.”

ㅡPaaht!
ㅡSwaeeeeeeek!!

With those words, the two bodyguards in front of him charged at me with incredible speed, swords pointed forward.

“These cocky bastards.”

I watched them intently, raising Vygale.

They were quite strong. They were enhancing their bodies with mana and using that mana to unleash even greater power in an instant.

This wasn’t something anyone could do.

It was a skill that only warriors who had lived through murderous combat and harsh training could display.

ㅡHwaak!!

“Haaap!”
“Kuaaaap!”

As if accustomed to coordinated attacks, the guy who looked like a child serial killer aimed for my neck with his sword, while the guy who looked like a woman-raping murderer swung his sword horizontally, aiming for my waist.

A bit of an intense greeting.

I took a step forward.

ㅡKwang!

I plunged forward faster than the child serial killer, who was shooting his body intensely and aiming for my neck, could enter my range.

“Annyunghasalbub!!!!!!!!!!!”

ㅡChwahak!

I swung my sword down vertically, splitting his body in half like Mersin.

“…!”

The guy, who couldn’t even react to my movement, crumbled into a left half and a right half, and as soon as I had cut him down, I twisted my wrist and performed a diagonal upward slash, slicing through the woman-raping murderer’s arm and neck in one go.

ㅡToouk.

In just two seconds, I had instantly killed two killers skilled in mana-enhanced combat.

I can take down a Death Knight alone, did they really think they could kill me with just two killers like these?

“Impossible.”

ㅡChwajajajajajajak!!

“Uaaaaaaak!!!”
“Kyaaaaaak!!”
“R, run away!!!”

Only about five seconds had passed since the start of the battle.

Karin, who had somehow charged into the formation of the merchant caravan guards, was swinging her rare-metal sword like crazy, literally grinding people to bits.

“Galilehu.”

Ordinary soldiers couldn’t possibly react to Karin’s movements in this open space. The moment they collided, they would end up in the same situation as being thrown into a blender. Even skilled soldiers couldn’t beat a superhuman, let alone a skilled superhuman.

It was the same as a group of riflemen being unable to defeat a 3rd-generation tank or a 5th-generation fighter jet.

ㅡSwaeeeeeeeeek!!

“Kiyaaaaaak!!”
“Aak! Aaaaaak!!”
“S, stop!! Surrender! We surrender!!!”

Every time Karin swung her sword, the bones, flesh, and armor of everyone in its path were sliced off like jelly, spewing blood. Who could withstand Karin? She was already cruel by nature and accustomed to battle, so she had no mercy or forgiveness for those who deserved to die.

She simply butchered the enemy with maximum efficiency and safety in mind.

ㅡKwang!

Around that time, the other women in the carriage leisurely came outside. As soon as they grasped the situation, they chased after the soldiers who were fleeing in all directions. Claudia was the fastest, of course, and Liz was practically flying as she kicked the merchant caravan guards to pieces.

ㅡHwareureureuk!!

Wienia, being a ranged attacker, was simply firing firebolts like she was targeting practice dummies.

“Aaaaaak!!”
“Kuaaaaaaaak!!”

The suppression was incredibly easy and fast.
The slave traders screamed and wailed.

Honestly, I felt like I could have killed them all by myself, but with my wives joining in, there was nothing more to see.

“O, ooh… Ooh, ooh…”

The massacre happened in an instant.

The leader, who had witnessed the carnage firsthand, collapsed to the ground. No matter how much of a human hunter you were, kidnapping innocent people and turning them into slaves, you were bound to lose your mind when your own death was near.

“We have a brief inspection!!!”

I grabbed the fallen guy’s ear and shouted loudly into his ear canal.

“What’s your name!!!!”
“Ooh…! O, ooh, ooh…!”

But of course, a criminal bastard wouldn’t listen after being told just once.

“What’s your name, I said!!!”

ㅡBooook!

“Kyaaaaaak!!”

Since he didn’t answer, I tore off his ear, and only then did he scream and say his name.

“Tommy! Tommy!! My name is Tommy!!!”

As expected, when dealing with bastards like this, you had to use violence to communicate properly. He had lived his whole life through violence, so he couldn’t have a conversation any other way.

But why was this guy’s name so cute?

“Good, Tommy!! I’ll start the investigation now!!”

I immediately raised my foot, aimed at Tommy’s knee, and unleashed the Cheonma Gunrimbo.

ㅡKwaddeuk!!

The Cheonma Gunrimbo, fired as it was, crushed his flesh, shattered his knee joint, and pulverized the ground of the prairie. It was too much of a hassle to tie him up, so I’d just break his legs to keep him from moving.

“Keoheok!”

Tommy fainted from the impact, and I immediately moved towards their carriages. Questioning him would have to wait until after the investigation. All the armed soldiers were either dead or crippled and subdued anyway. There was no problem.

In any case, there were quite a few carriages.

Considering the number of troops, it could be said that it was a fairly large caravan. From what I could see, they were all carriages pulled by cockatrices instead of ordinary horses.

ㅡKwang!

I immediately broke the back door of a carriage and checked the inside.

Inside were nothing but ordinary goods. There were boxes, pottery, and high-quality fabrics, but when I pulled them all out and broke them, all sorts of flowers I had never seen before came pouring out of the boxes and pottery.

“Drugs.”
“It’s drugs.”

Karin and Liz, who had been watching from behind, said at the same time.

“Do you know about this?”
“I’ve seen it before.”
“I’ve seen it while living, too. I’ve never tried it, though.”

The gray petals of the flowers were striking.

“Ooh.”

The stems were a dying dark green, slightly damp and warm, as if they had been fermented through some kind of process.

“These bastards were drug dealers.”

I had to get rid of all of this.

Anyway, I searched all the other carriages.
Then, Claudia, who was checking the carriages in the back, called me.

“Katt.”
“Hmm? What is it, Claudia?”
“There are people locked up over there.”
“What!!”

ㅡHudadak!

I ran over there right away, and sure enough.

“…”
“…”
“…”

The sight of the people locked inside the carriage met my eyes.

They were all wearing shabby clothes with shackles on their arms and legs. Their eyes were hollow, and their hair was disheveled. They had the faces of privates who had completely lost their will to live.

“I am a paladin from the Brass Celestial Church. You have been rescued.”

I immediately informed them of this fact and dragged them all outside.

“P, paladin…?”
“Really?”
“R, really…?”

To the bewildered people, I pointed to the remains of the slave traders spread out over there. They were completely dismembered, intestines flowing out, drowning in real-time in the puddles of blood they had spilled.

“I, I’m alive! I’m alive!!”
“T, those bastards! They’re all dead!!”
“Hooray! Hooray! Thank you! Thank you! God!”
“Uwaaaaaak!!!”

The freed slaves, having confirmed the miserable state of the slave traders, shed tears and were sincerely moved.

I immediately unlocked their shackles.

ㅡCheolkeong!

“Paladin! Thank you! Thank you so much!!!”
“I have only done what I had to do. There are things to sort out, so would you help me? If you cooperate, I will give you the opportunity to take revenge on those who have already been dismembered.”
“Waaaaaaa!!!”

When I said that, the freed slaves were moved once again and quickly ran to seize the weapons the slave traders had been carrying.

And when I controlled them appropriately, they began to hack at the slave traders who were still breathing and crawling on the ground, except for those who had been taken prisoner.

ㅡPeoeok!
ㅡChwaak!
ㅡChwajajak!

“Die, die!!”
“You human trash!!”
“How dare you! How dare you!!!!”

It seemed they had a lot pent up, as the freed slaves exploded with anger, piercing holes in the limbs of the defenseless slave traders and slicing through their bones.

“Keueuk…!”
“Kureuk… S, stop… Stooop…!”
“It hurts…!
“Mom, Mom…! Mom…! Heueuk!”
“Kahak!”
“Mom! Mom! Stop! Stop!!”
“S, save me… Keuhak!”

The slave traders begged for their lives, but of course, they wouldn’t be heard.

“Shut up!!!”
“You trash!! So only your lives are precious!”
“Kill them all! They’re our fathers’ enemies!!!”

The freed slaves skinned the slave traders alive, almost as if they were torturing them.

It was truly a scene that could be called a model of poetic justice. It wouldn’t be bad for me to execute them directly, but I was on the side of the victims for now.

As a paladin of the Brass Celestial Church, I had to give them a chance to take revenge.

Anyway, I left that scene behind and searched the other carriages.

The carriages in the front were loaded with drugs, and the carriages in the back were filled with food and marching supplies, but the carriages in the middle were all carriages for storing slaves.

These human hunter bastards had quite the criminal acumen, as there were a total of 62 slaves locked up. I released them all, checked the numbers, and controlled them appropriately. The slaves expressed their joy at being alive and their respect for me, and they followed my control.

“What a touching sight!! This is the execution of justice!! The right world has been established by Katt’s actions!!”

Confucian Angel Hilde clasped her hands together and was almost moved to tears.

“It’s definitely a good sight.”

Even I thought it was a satisfying sight.

The corpses of the dismembered slave traders were rolling around, and the ones who were still alive were being tortured by the freed slaves. This was karma. This is what happens when a criminal harms an ordinary person.

There are many bastards in this world who would sacrifice their lives to take the side of criminals, but at least I am someone who knows how to take the side of the victims.

I am a paladin, after all.

Above all, that is Fusion Confucianism.

“Anyway, Hilde. Listen to these people’s testimonies appropriately.”
“Yes!!!”

Claudia and Karin, who had already finished the killing and searching, and Liz and Wienia were near the surviving prisoners, restraining the excited slaves and observing the situation.

I went over there.

“Is this the leader?”

Karin poked the fainted Tommy with the tip of her sword.

“I think so. Hey, Tommy. Wake up.”
“Keureueuk… Keueuk! Haa…!”

Tommy, his knee shattered, slowly opened his eyes.

“Y, you son of a bitch!!!! Do you even know who I am to be doing this to me!!!!”

He soon began to spit and scream.

“What a crazy bastard.”

ㅡKwang!

“Uaaaaaaaaaaaaak!!!!”

I stomped on his shattered knee one more time.

“You crazy human hunter bastard. How dare you kidnap people and sell them as slaves like you’re selling your own mother’s body? You unfilial bastard!!!”
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaak!!!”

He seemed unable to speak, so I took my foot off, and he cried out almost like he was weeping.

“Keuhaeeuk…! W, what kidnapping!!! Don’t talk nonsense!!! We are a legitimate slave caravan, you robber bastards!!!!”
“Bullshit. Where’s the certificate?”
“You crazy bastard!! The certificate isn’t here now!! Don’t you even know the procedure, you moronic killer bastard!!!!!”
“What procedure?”

He seemed completely insane.

“You have to go to Reitas to get certified and receive the certificate, you can’t just do this without a certificate!! Keuheuk, Kkeuaaaak…! You crazy killer robber bastards! I’ll curse you! You’ll receive God’s curse, you trash!!!! Demons will devour your insides!!!!!”
“Hehehe, this guy’s bullshit is top-notch. Is that what your dad says when he beats your mom?”
“Wh, what?! You son of a bitch!!!!”

The certificate is issued by the prison that sold the slave, not by going to Reitas? What this guy is saying is that he gets a forged certificate issued in Sangulla.

Does he not know the law and think that’s how slaves are made?

How should I torture this bastard?