My Servant System



"Hehe~! What d'we have here~? Wassup pretty lady..."

One of the men - a hulking Orc - stumbled forwards with the Mousekin woman in his arms still, slurring his words as he managed to get out "Wanna join a real~ man for a... for a... a night to remember!"

Leone's face was chiseled from stone, the Vampire glaring at the Orc for a second more before looking at the other three, who weren't as drunk as the Orc but still tipsy - but they were sobering up rapidly as their instincts picked up on the dangerous gleam in Leone's eyes, flooding them with adrenaline.

"Release the girls..."

Her voice was as cold as her expression, but the Orc was swimming to deep in the liquor as he just snickered, his hand roaming the Mousekin's body as he responded "Aww... don't worry that pretty little he... huck~ head of yours, pretty lady... there's more than enough of... of me to go around~! So c'mere..."

He stumbled forwards and beckoned for Leone to join him and the squirming barmaid, only to be dragged back by his comrades as they stepped forwards as well, not wanting to lose one of their comrades.

Of course, the Orc grumbled in annoyance as his comrades pulled him away from the pretty lady who was clearly going to join him, the large man stumbling around as he tried to remain steady on his feet.

By now, the other three were almost entirely sober, but they kept their hands on the barmaids even as they noticed that it was more than just Leone, using the women now not as a source of pleasure, but as a shield against us.

"Why don't you mind your damn business? Turn around and walk away before things get ugly... Wouldn't want to piss off Lady Vitra Renacla, now would you?"

My lips curled up in distaste at the blatant use of their backer, the three clearly accustomed to hiding behind someone stronger and not using their own strength to do anything of value, which had the opposite result whenever they went against someone with strength of their own...

None of us batted an eye as we remained where we were, staring down the four adventurers and  applying pressure to them to resolve this peacefully, but...

Jahi and the Marquess pushed back their cloaks to reveal the glittering sight of cold steel, while Anput idly cracked her knuckles, the Jackalkin grinning at the adventurers as she all but begged them to grow a pair and fight.

The woman - a muscular Bearkin - frowned and growled before pushing the Elven woman away from herself, grumbling "Just do as they say... no reason to fight."

As the Elven barmaid scrambled away, she was joined by a Dogkin and Sheepkin, though the Orc kept the Mousekin in his hands, clearly displeased with his comrades.

"Uzgar! Let the woman go!"

Our Orcish friend grunted in displeasure and reluctantly allowed the Mousekin to go free, the woman scurrying away insanely quick and joining her friends behind the bar, all four of them still shaking in fear as they watched the four adventurers stand in front of the seven of us.

Our eyes locked together for a few tense moments, before the four adventurers decided to cut their losses and begin to walk out of the bar, each of them glaring at us for ruining their fun, while their eyes spoke of the slight fear they had of our group as we watched them walk past us.

The Orc was being pushed by the Bearkin woman, not allowing the still drunk man to cause any problems as they brushed past us, while the other two men - a Boarkin and a Lionkin - glared at us as they passed.

But of course, it would appear that stupidity ran strong inside this party of adventurers as the Lionkin hooked his arm around my throat and pressed a dagger against my side, snarling "You think you're so tough huh?! Just a bunch of stuck up whores, that's all you are! So unless you want me to gank this Dogkin bitch, you'd best stay where the fuck you are!"

I could only sigh as the man tried to drag me back, his breath making my skin crawl as he whispered "We're going to have some fun with you, bitch... causing problems for us?! US?!"

Walking back with him, I muttered "You really couldn't have picked a worse target... and you really had to make this harder for us all... but no matter~!"

Even without seeing his face, I could tell the man was confused at my words, his friends rallying behind him and unsheathing their own daggers as they tried to browbeat the other six people into letting me get kidnapped, but...

Leone's eyes were ablaze with anger, Anput's grin was gigantic and laden with promise, while Jahi's lips curled into a disgusted sneer as she glared at the adventurers; as for the others, they had small smiles as they watched everything start to unfold.

Mana welled up inside the palm of my hand, and a sharp burst of wind eviscerated the Lionkin's side, cutting deep into his flesh and making him scream in pain as a large chunk of his side was cut away, flesh and organs dropping to the ground with a wet plop.

That burst also pushed him back, and I jumped forwards and into the arms of Jahi, who spun me back around and gave me the view of Anput weaving through the bar and slamming a bottle across the head of the Orc, knocking him out before ducking beneath the swipe of the Bearkin's dagger.

A bolt of condensed flames slammed into the face of the Bearkin, making the woman scream in agony as the mana clung to her flesh and burned her, all while the Boarkin spun around as Jahi's fist landed across his jaw.

I chuckled before asking "So... what do we do now, hmm~? I do believe this wasn't in the plan!"