Chapter 658 – #017. Saint of Light, Christina Luminous (11).

#017. Saint of Light, Christina Luminous.

Greg, the gray wolf mercenary leader, glanced at the client in front of him.
Contrary to his sharp impression, this kind of atmosphere emanates from a man who shows a sloppy side on the outside, a well-educated third son of an aristocratic family.

The eldest son has a profound spirit to inherit the family, and his second son has a rebellious aspect to overthrow such an eldest son.
When the third son is reached, the possibility of inheriting the family is zero.
It’s normal to live like an outgoing idiot or do what you want like a client.

Greg glared at Jean and salivated.
Hoguda, Hogu.
A hodgepodge not to be missed.

The nobles of the Jeron Kingdom are all sewn.
It felt good to identify potential customers in order to increase the number of mercenaries.
However, there was no aristocrat named Jin.

Either he used a pseudonym or he wasn’t a noble of the kingdom of Jeron.
The former will rip you off moderately, and the latter will rip you off.

“I need to hear what kind of request it is. Just know that the request fee may be expensive depending on the content.”
“That would be natural.”

The client, Jin, opened his mouth.
He confessed that he lost his precious lover to the mercenaries.

Greg flicked his tongue and dipped his dry lips.
It is common for mercenaries to die and kill each other, but how to accept it is a matter of individual mind.
Greg, the gray wolf mercenary leader, was one of those humans who mourned the struggles and sorrows of his comrades.

He felt like he was about to shed tears already when he had to accept a request from a client to find and kill his fellow mercenaries.
Greg subtly noticed his opponent.

“You mean to ask the mercenary to deal with the mercenary? That might be a bit difficult…”
“I will pay more for the request.”

This client was quick to notice.
Chuck and Chuck, as soon as Greg started his luck, the answer came back.
Greg looked at Jean with a satisfied smile.

“It’s good that you talk fast. If it’s a huge amount that’s hard to refuse, we have no choice but to put blood on our knives for the mercenary family.”

There is nothing more foolish than mercenary soldiers keeping their loyalty.
Loyalty can only be kept within the mercenary corps or the mercenary corps.
Or when you switch women during a war, or when you find another mercenary.

‘… I really liked the war.’

Greg’s preference is to forcibly rape a woman he doesn’t like.
Sex that thoroughly bumps into one’s own desires, sex that uses women without consideration.
Such rape can only be done during war.

No matter how outgoing a mercenary he is, it’s because it’s close to impossible for him to rape or feed ordinary subjects.

‘… If I do something wrong, it’s the end.’

Kidnapped and raped a country woman?
Are the mercenaries eating and throwing away among themselves?
The moment the nobles catch you for doing such a thing, the mercenary army will be disbanded and all the ringleaders will be executed.

The subjects are the property of the lord.
It’s ridiculous to buy a nobleman’s thing as he pleases and expect it to be fine.

But it doesn’t matter if you do such a thing during a war.
Not legal, but ok.

Anything can be done to appease the stressed-out soldiers.
Even if you plunder against the enemy’s subjects, or commit unspeakable things, it is acceptable during war.
The commanders also go over in moderation.

Greg also took advantage of the atmosphere and played well.

He gets a girl from the Jeron Kingdom’s camp, plays around with it, and sells it to the Valaris Kingdom’s camp mercenary when he gets tired of it.
Each of them exchanged women who had no connection, fought with the mercenary soldiers until their balls were empty, impregnated them and had abortions, and lived for the fun of watching crazy bitches on drugs.

‘What was that bitch’s name?’

It was the most thrilling time when he drugged, ate, and sold the old man he was struggling with in his mercenary corps.
When he joined the mercenaries, he had to listen to the captain, but that bitch didn’t listen.

‘Memory…’

Greg’s memory wasn’t very good.
There were so many broken women, so there was that.

‘Ah, I remembered.’

While acting as an adventurer and even cutting as a mercenary, she was a virgin despite looking like a mop.
Roen Vanilla.

It was a well-rounded pussy, boasting the same pressure as a virgin even after turning it hundreds of times.
Greg used to use Loen’s cunt a lot too.

After eating a lot, he sold it to the mercenaries in the Valaris camp.
The mercenaries who took Loen also praised him.
After tasting Loen’s pussy, he said that he couldn’t use another pussy.

‘Bitter, don’t you want to die and stay alive? I just want to fuck the old bitch again.’

The front of his pants bulged out as blood rushed to his groin.
Damn it, she was sitting, but she almost caught me having an erection.

Greg asked Jean with a good-natured smile.

“Do you know how skilled the criminals are?”
“I don’t think it will be that strong.”

Jin glanced over at Greg with cold eyes.
For a moment, Greg felt an eerie feeling.

‘… Is it because he’s a nobleman?’

It is a higher level of pressure than living.
An aura that only exists in noble boys and girls who have noble blood from birth.
Other than that, there was no other way to explain the aura that emanated from Jin.

‘Fuck you. If it wasn’t for the money…’

Even though she was Greg, she wasn’t outgoing enough to harm her client, who seemed to be an aristocratic muppet.

The position of mercenary leader was a position where one had to prove one’s skills in many ways.
He is not a position that can be won just because he is ignorant and strong.

“I think I was around 30.”

Jin thought deeply and told her the strength of her opponent’s mercenary.
When Greg asked for the name of the mercenaries, he evaded answering, saying he wasn’t sure.

‘Because the mercenaries can be disbanded and recreated anytime, anywhere.’

Dogs, cows, mercenaries, I’m going to go to the middle of the day.
That is why trust is even more important.

The more idiots around, the more normal mercenaries’ value went up exponentially.
A mercenary, an errand boy who takes on dangerous tasks.
Greg benefited from it too.

“About thirty… Quite a lot to see as a mercenary. Between the mercenaries and the mercenaries, are they the ones who cross the mercenaries? Then your skills must be quite decent…”

Let’s look at some variables.
In order to charge a moderately high commission fee, the client’s requirements were raised considerably.

‘It’s about 30.’

The Gray Wolf Mercenary Corps also participated in the Geron-Valaris War.
I was leading about 40 at the time, but the current request is to deal with a smaller mercenary force.
It was to lie down and eat rice cakes.

“To be sure, I, the leader, would be better off going. Isn’t it? If I lost someone important to me, I would of course want revenge, but in order to completely end my opponent, I, the strongest in our mercenary group…”
“Mr. Greg is right. I don’t want to leave any of them alive. Please kill them all Mr. Greg himself…”
“Then the request fee naturally goes up?”
“I will pay everything. Because there is a lot of money. As long as I can finish them off with certainty… !”
“Hoo.”

Hoguda, Hogu.
The corners of Greg’s mouth drew an arc.

“Let’s start right away! There’s no point in taking this kind of revenge for too long.”

* * *

The gray wolf mercenaries moved with as many as forty people.
According to the client’s words that he wanted to make sure, he received a large request fee and moved.

The overall atmosphere of the mercenaries was good.
The mercenaries’ nostrils flared in anticipation that Geumilbong would come out when this request was finished.

The destination is a neighboring village that takes about a day round trip.
The work seemed to be over quickly.

Haha! Pick only the mercenaries and capture them!”

Ordinary people should not touch it.
Hitting and fighting among mercenaries is extenuating circumstances in the name of a request, but touching ordinary subjects is slaughter without any excuse.

But the atmosphere is strange.
The exterior of the town is intact, but the inside feels empty.
This feeling like I’m missing something.

An ominous aura pervades the whole body.

A talent that made it possible to start as a mere mercenary and grow a mercenary corps into a mercenary corps.
Greg’s intuition is warning him.

‘You got the wrong request!’

By the time I realized that, it was already too late.
The screams of the men began to echo from behind.

“Quaaaaagh!”
“Arm, my arm hee hee!”

It was cut neatly below the elbow.
One of his subordinates grabbed his forearm, which had already disappeared, and howled.
Pieces of meat flew in the sky and blood spattered.

“Sir baaal! You bastard!”

Something was strange.
There were a lot of questions about the contents of the request and various parts.
But why didn’t he question it?

As soon as I entered the village, my head suddenly cleared.
Magical intervention.

Greg realized that he had been under a mind control spell.

Mind control is taboo in the Geron Kingdom.
In the first place, there were only a few areas that were allowed.
Because it’s vicious black magic.

“You bastard! Do you think it will be okay to touch us?”

Greg drew his sword and shouted at Jean.
Jin, probably a pseudonym.

Jin’s form disappeared in an instant.
He boasted explosive speed and sliced ​​through the members of the Gray Wolf Mercenary Corps.
Made with arms, legs and limbs.

‘I’m deliberately making him a half-asshole!’

The men buried in the dirt are moaning.
Writhing in pain, begging to be saved.

“Sah, save me!”
“Leader! Kill this bastard!”

Greg imbued his sword with magic.
Muddy gray mana spurted out with black magic.

Looking at Greg, Jin grinned.

“You have the right to remain silent, but I don’t know… I have the right to have a lawyer, but I don’t know what that means… To…”

He recited the Miranda Principles, which did not exist in this world.

* * *

You can do anything with the power of God.
I could easily see what the man sitting in front of me was thinking.

Gray Wolf Mercenary Commander Greg.
He plunged Loen Vanilla into the pit in the Geron-Valaris War.
He drugged a woman who promised to leave the mercenary army and return to her hometown, leaving indelible scars on her body.

As I was talking about the commission, Greg was reminiscing about what had happened during the war.
He drugged Loen, took his virginity, and even sold it to a gangbang when that wasn’t enough.

Since he already knew the contents, he did not suffer any internal injuries.
The filmed gang rape scene had its own taste.

A virgin or a slut is good.
It is far better to go over hundreds of units than to be vaguely around four or five of the experience factors.
The same goes for the number of times.
I’d rather be a slut with a thousand times than a girl who only had virgin sex with her ex-boyfriend once.

‘She must have been a virgin.’

Loen was a virgin even while she was an adventurer and was in the mercenary corps.
Even right before being eaten by Greg in the Gray Wolf Mercenary Corps, she was a virgin.

It got worse
Is it a romance to care for a woman who was raped?

I floated information over their heads.
I made it easy to see the number and the number of times I ate Loen.

‘Greg did little.’

Compared to the subordinates, the number was much lower.
Some of the other bastards wrote hundreds of copies of Roen’s cunt, but Greg didn’t even go that far.
Instead, the number was red because she ate her hymen.
The rest is black.

‘Well, because the judge is at Starlight Orphanage.’

My role is a prosecutor.
Not a sword master swordsman, but a non-prosecution prosecutor.
My role is to catch these bastards and present them in front of Judge Rowen Vanilla.

The verdict will be made by Loen, the victim and judge.