Tribe Master 4: A Fantasy Harem Adventure by Noah Layton

Author:Noah Layton [Layton, Noah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-17T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

We changed quickly into what I called our ‘professional’ clothes – the pressed overshirt and jacket that the girls had bought for me at the cove, as well as the tight, deadly dresses that they wore themselves – tight in the right places, and deadly thanks to the weapons strapped to their bodies to be used in the event that things went awry.

Aden and Oden wore their huge suits, their equally huge war axes attached to the scabbards on their backs. They were on strict orders not to retrieve their weapons unless we get into a fight, which, just like the situation with the sun-elves, was a last resort. I kept my sword sheathed at my side, too – weapons like these were supposed to be kept out in the open as a sign of confidence, but not to be used.

I wasn’t hiding anything – other than the fact that I was planning on building a kingdom.

After changing we set off down the hidden forest path. Night was falling, bringing down a crushing darkness that was hardly held back by the torches in our hands.

Soon, though, another swarm of lights appeared up ahead.

The Market.

We exchanged looks and nods right before we emerged into the abandoned village. Squat, crumbling buildings surrounded a small open area that had probably been quaint, but that time had long since passed.

This was a central plaza with a large circular platform in the centre that was lowered by a few feet compared to the land around it.

And crowded around the plaza in groups were the people I hated most; slavers.

There were three groups present. To our left was a group of centaurs handling spears, numbering eight in total. They were tending to three carriages that didn’t possess wooden walls but barred entrapments that held their contents.

Through the bars I could see the shapes of their captives moving, but couldn’t discern who or what they were; the iron rungs holding them as prisoners were so thick and oppressive that I couldn’t make out a damn thing.

The second group were a squad of goblins situated straight ahead. They possessed two carriages, one large and one small. The larger of the two was shrouded in darkness and largely silent, but the smaller was occupied by a single figure. She was the only one making a sound.

‘I’ll have you know I played for kings, kings I say!’

‘Shut the fuck up, peasant. There are no kings in this land. What the fuck are you, 300 years old?’

‘Uhh… Yes! I am a vengeful spirit, and should you release me I shall consider taking mercy on you and your tribe.’

‘How about you stay quiet and I don’t cut your tongue out?’

No response. Clearly there was somebody in there who they weren’t getting on with, but then slaves never did get on with their masters, by definition.

The third group were a kind that I had never seen before; a group of incredibly hairy humans wrapped in ill-fitting garments.

‘Who the hell are they?’ I whispered out of the corner of my mouth.

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