Death... and me

No one paid too much attention to Roan's group as they walked along the various streets. After all, there was no lack of Zasfins being followed by their humans there. Well, that was until they arrived at the shopping district. The reason behind that was because Frandin just so happened to enter one of those shops made for female Zasfins.

The female attendant was taken aback when she saw Frandin enter with his humans. However, a customer was still a customer, after all. She quickly put on a smile on her face before asking.

"Hello, sir. Can I help you with something?"

Frandin nodded in response even though he felt uncomfortable. However, before he could even say anything, Calina, Qia, and Malaka immediately separated from him to look at the products. The attendant was taken aback after seeing that and couldn't help but ask.

"Sir, could you please control your humans? We can't have them causing problems here."

Frandin let out a bit of cold sweat as he tried to calm his senses down. Soon, he replied.

"Ahem... Don't worry, I'm here to buy things for them. If they break anything, I'll pay for it."

Let alone the attendant, the other female Zasfins in the shop immediately looked at him.

"Is he one of those men who like to do that with his slaves?"

"Probably."

"That's really disgusting."

"I'll go talk with the manager. She won't let something like that slip under her fingertips."

Frandin couldn't help but feel helpless. It wasn't like he wanted this to happen, no? However, because Rean had changed their appearance and Roan put on makeup on them, no one would find them again once they left with their things. After all, these characters would cease to exist in a few hours. That being said, it wouldn't be a problem even if they caused a little trouble. These girls haven't done anything like that for a long time, so they simply ignored the words of the female Zasfins since they already expected to hear those.

Roan, on the other hand, just closed his eyes as he waited. Without a doubt, he was the one who cared the least about everyone involved. Embarrassment? That word didn't exist in his dictionary.

Sure enough, a female Zasfin quickly came out of a room before heading in Frandin's direction, making the latter sigh. She was obviously going to tell him to do something about it.

However, it was then that Frandin's forehead shone with a Rank Five Bloodline Soul Mark, immediately catching everyone's attention. A Rank Five Bloodline Soul Mark! Those with that kind of Mark had very high status, and few would try to mess with them.

Seeing this, the female Zasfin manager bitterly smiled and threw away any thoughts of reprimand or stopping Frandin anymore. She didn't know what background Frandin had, but it definitely wasn't simple by the looks of it.

The same went for the other female attendants and customers throughout the shop. They all closed their mouths, and quite a few of them left the shop straight away. Those who commented about Frandin's tastes even felt a hint of fear that they might have provoked someone they shouldn't.

The manager then calmed down before saying.

"It-It's an honor to have someone of your status in our establishment, sir. How may I call you?"

Frandin's Rank Five Bloodline Soul Mark then disappeared as he scratched the back of his head before responding.

"It's fine. I'm just here to buy what the girls there want. I won't make things difficult for any of you. If possible, just have the attendants help my female humans."

The manager nodded after that and immediately looked at the attendants, who then went to help the girl's group.

"Qia, Malaka, look! Aren't these clothes beautiful?"

Zasfins might have a few different traits on their bodies, but they still had the same body structure as humans, both in size and weight. Naturally, female Zasfins would like good clothes and things like that.

The girls stormed around the shop while they attracted the attention of the Zasfins passing outside. After all, it wasn't every day one saw humans acting that way freely. Eventually, someone with a high enough status appeared in the shop.

"Manager, what's happening here? Why are these humans allowed to do what they want? I have been buying clothes here for a long time, and I don't want to see them being dirtied like that."

The manager's eyes lit up when he saw who it was. Her name was Valia Portin, a member of the Portin Clan hailing from their Vanesi City. The Portin Clan had seven Rank Five Bloodline Soul Mark owners, so they had a very high status. Besides, Valia was a frequent customer of her shop. Of course, the manager also didn't want to find trouble with Frandin, so she explained everything through a Spiritual Sense Message.

"Hmph!"

Valia understood the situation and immediately headed to where Frandin was.

"Hey, you."

Out of nowhere, a Rank Five Bloodline Mark shone on her forehead as well. Obviously, she was bringing out her status so that Frandin would understand that his Mark meant nothing to her.

"How could you let filthy humans run amok like that? Immediately call them back and leave this shop."

Roan, who had his eyes closed until now, finally opened it as he looked at the girl. Valia had quite decent cultivation, being at the same level as Frandin. Of course, Frandin wasn't supposed to be at the same level as her if it wasn't because of their group.

Frandin, on the other hand, became a little nervous. Unlike what others thought, he didn't really have any background to speak of. Valia, on the other hand, definitely had one.

However, just as he was about to discuss with Roan on what to do, Roan snorted as he said.

"Who are you to talk with our young master like that? Get the fuck out of here, bitch."

Everyone's expressions froze at that moment, especially Frandin's. He immediately looked at Roan with a helpless expression.

'Brother, why must you be like that?'

Valia, of course, was shocked by what she heard. No human had ever talked like that. In fact, rarely any human even directed their words at her unless she demanded it.

"You! You...!"

Valia immediately looked at Frandin and demanded.

"Kill this human straight away! Otherwise, don't blame me for making a move. We're both Rank Five Bloodline Soul Mark owners, so don't expect me to step back!"

At this point, Frandin wanted to shed tears... but couldn't.