Villain's Valor: A Noble Fantasy Resurrection

72  Chapter 72: Who Are You? n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Third Person Point of View

Somewhere, where the sunlight couldn't reach, the only thing you could see if you raise your head is a vast expanse of land. Below in this place, you could see constructions of some houses, and you could even observe buildings very well decorated and elegantly erected. Along the streets, you could appreciate some small shops with people selling all kinds of things. But there's a very interesting fact that distinguishes this place from the surface: the people in this place always wear a mask on their faces. There is a great variety of masks, all different from each other.

Of course, this place is known by a small part of adventurers. The oldest and most experienced ones will know this place, which is nothing more than the black market. It has many names, but the most popular in the community is "Paradise". As all kinds of merchandise can be sold or bought, this place is always moving a lot of money. It is the perfect place for illegal businesses such as drug trafficking, prostitution, or illegal purchase of materials. But the worst, undoubtedly, would be the purchase of slaves. This murky business is always on top of the pyramid and is the business in which the most money is invested. Although it is the perfect place to find all kinds of things, there is always the possibility of being cheated by selling you a defective product.

In a building in the center of everything, it stood proud as the best construction by difference. The infrastructure is made of white marble, like the guild, with the best decoration of different types of stones. There were guards watching the main door, but not only that, there were also more people watching all over the place with a killer look. This place is known as the auction center, where products or top-quality slaves are sold to a present audience in real-time. Like in any place, this obviously has VIP clients as a preference, very powerful people with great political power or with a large amount of money.

In a room that looked like a large office, you could see a very attractive Elven man. He wore a flashy gray kimono. The silk was extremely fine, with his black hair falling down his back and his green eyes. He was sitting at his desk looking with murderous intent at his men kneeling on the floor.

"So let me see if I understand you, I think I missed it. Are you telling me that the parents of the high-quality product miraculously healed themselves and left the sector where they lived?" he asked with a serious voice. His expression was one of total anger.

"S-sir... a thousand apologies... but that's how it is. They were perfectly fine yesterday," replied a man with a fearful voice.

"Damn it! We can't afford to disappoint that client. Our reputation is at stake. He gave a large sum of money for the product, we can't mess up. Where did those bastards go? No, wait, who helped them? I'm pretty sure the poison we gave them should have killed normals like them," declared the boss of the business.

"Sir, all our spies said was that a boy entered their house and after a few hours they came out with the target and their parents in perfect condition. The boy was accompanied by a girl. Both wore a black mask. We couldn't identify them, but according to our information network, the boy is a rank D hunter and the girl F," the same man replied.

"Could it be some guild agent? If so, we must be careful. Besides being rank D, he must be very strong. Where did he take them?" he asked with a furrowed brow. Depending on the area they were taken to, it can be deduced whether they are guild agents or not.

"Sir, they are in the inn that is located four blocks from the guild. According to our contacts, in that same inn, there is a rank D hunter," they replied.

"Tell me all the information you have about them," the boss told them.

The agent who was speaking took out a small notebook from his chest pocket.

"Yes, sir. According to our sources, they arrived in the city two months ago. Then they took on an E-rank mission that they managed to complete in one month. Their names are Bryan and Angela, they have no last name, so they are commoners. They are orphans and they are siblings. That's all we have on those two." After finishing reading all the information, he closed his small notebook and put it back in his pocket.

The boss stood up and began to walk around his office with a hand on his chin, weighing the pros and cons of making a move. If they are indeed guild agents, this is nothing more than a simple facade with the goal of trapping us. But on the contrary, if they're not, what's the purpose of protecting them? Who are they? What are they looking for? The target's family is nothing more than a very poor family, they have nothing that makes them stand out, or is it because of the girl who decided to act... As far as I know, the father was once a great blacksmith in the rich area, but for some reasons I still don't know, he fell into disgrace. Wait, there's also the possibility that the boy is somehow his former client and for hidden reasons decided to lend him a hand. So far, there may be three possibilities, but undoubtedly the first one is the worst of the three. It's too risky to make a move right now.

"Keep them under surveillance. You will tell me any movements you make. You will tell me absolutely everything," he said with a serious expression. After all, acting cautiously is the best option for now.

"Yes, sir."

"Also, keep an eye on the target's family."

"Yes."

"You may leave," the boss said, nodding.

After they left, he sat back at his desk. His expression turned grim. They couldn't let such a rare specimen slip through their fingers...

*****

At times like these, I miss technology, the cell phone, the PC, even the TV. Although this world has much to offer, entertainment is not one of them. Right now, I'm sitting in the same chair next to the window, watching people walk down the streets. I'm very bored, seriously, I don't have much to do. I decided to take this day off. Sitting in the same place all day doing nothing is not exciting at all.

It's been a day since we brought Ema and her family to the inn where we are staying. They haven't come out since yesterday, maybe they're resting, as they don't have to prepare food since the inn provides food to all its guests. I told Roberto that if he's going out, let me know. Without a doubt, those bastards won't sit idly by without doing anything. They will definitely make a move, although I don't think they're as stupid as to attack directly an inn that's practically next to the guild. Who knows, there are a lot of crazy people in the world, especially when it comes to money. But in this world, you can also go crazy wanting more power. Anyway, there will definitely be more crazy people in this world than on Earth.

I can even consider myself a potential crazy person... No, in fact, my mind is in good shape, or so I think... Damn, I'm so bored right now to be thinking about those kinds of things.

Right now, I'm alone in the room. When I woke up, I was already alone. I have to say, I woke up slightly late. Elsa left me a note on the table saying she was going to practice at the guild. She's very hardworking and dedicated. A few hours have passed since she went to the guild. The sun is at its highest in the sky, indicating that it's already noon. Elsa will arrive any moment now...

Clak!

Speaking of the devil...

The door opening was heard due to the presence, and for obvious reasons, I know it's her. I glance at her from the corner of my eye. She was wearing her training outfit, it was black, almost like mine. She looks very tired, she must have trained hard.

"How are you?" I ask her.

"Feeling a bit exhausted but..." she says, furrowing her brow as she looks at the sword in her hand. "I have to say, this sword is very powerful. I still have some difficulties handling it correctly," she says, pursing her lips.

"Well, what do you expect from a Masterly sword? After all, to be able to master that type of sword, you must have great skill with the sword and patience," I tell her calmly.

"Masterly sword?" Elsa asks confused...

Damn, I forgot to tell her about the ranks of the weapons.

Coughing, somewhat embarrassed for forgetting something so important, I explain to her, "As you know, just like creatures or us, we have power ranks that have a great difference between them. So, for the creation of these weapons, it's the same. Depending on what material they are made of or with what creature's blood they are mixed, the weapon has its own specialty or power rank that goes from the lowest to the highest classification, such as: Basic, Basic 1, Epic, Masterly, Sublime, Ascended, Celestial, Empire."

Elsa opened her eyes wide with her mouth open and said in surprise, "Are you saying that my sword is rank 4?"

"That's right," I replied, shrugging. In fact, I was also surprised when Roberto told me. This type of sword costs a lot of money, but we practically bought it very cheaply—saying it was cheap would be an insult—he practically gave it to us as a gift. I suppose he was desperate. I definitely have to take him home. Blacksmiths capable of forging such powerful weapons are very few. What is your true identity, Roberto, and how did you end up in such a mediocre state?

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