I Only Summon Villainesses

This is a criminal city and the city didn’t even let me settle down before it began to prove to me that it truly was.

Despite everything that just happened in the last few minutes, I still felt way better than I did three months ago. Somewhere deep within me, I wasn’t processing running away from some church threat. The realization that I needed not to be on the run anymore continued to resurface in my head, persistent as a splinter.

But at the same time, it wasn’t like Recimiras was a safe haven. Well, if a Safe Haven meant a place known to different kinds of criminals who could give you a fate much worse than what I would’ve faced with the church.

What really was there to be happy about.

But despite all of this, I was happy still.

’I’m going mad!’

I exhaled and turned to Maggie. She had materialized less than ten seconds ago and she was looking at the scenery with a no-nonsense frown on her face.

“What am I doing here?” She asked with an attitude.

’God, this woman…’

“You’re actually here to uhm… serve as my polygraph.”

She frowned at me, then I belatedly realized.

“Ah, I meant a lie detector.”

Her frown got hostile.

“Why will I do that?”

I pointed to myself and gave her a dry grin.

“Because I asked.”

I turned to the man who was fully coming awake. He watched his surroundings with strange confusion written across his face. Then when he turned to his right and saw the elf lady, his eyes widened.

“You witch! Come here you vile thing! I’ll destroy you today!”

I stood looking at them, then stepped forward and shoved my right foot into his mouth, slamming his head and the chair against the wall.

“Do you want me to sew that mouth for you? What’s the noise you bastard?”

My boot was still against his face, pressing him to the wall by his cheek.

I turned to Maggie with a serious expression.

“So how is this supposed to go? Lasso him or something?”

Though her frown and stubbornness still clung to her like a second skin, she removed the chain hanging around her waist and twirled it in the air. The chain lashed forward, flying around him despite my leg being there, and simply wrapped around the man’s torso along with the chair. It didn’t catch my leg at all.

I removed my leg and stepped back.

Maggie handed me the chain.

“You’ll know naturally when he’s lying.”

I held the chain. Noticed it was cold to touch, but I didn’t focus on that. Instead I focused on the subject of discussion.

“Who are you and why are you after this woman?”

“What do you mean?! Who am I? Who are you?” He pushed his chest forward, making obvious some badge on his chest. “I’m a substitute of the security service around here?! You bastard, let me go this instance! That woman! I must deal with her!!”

’This bastard isn’t even answering the question. Should I just break his neck?’

I sighed deeply, restraining myself from killing the man before even getting anything out of him.

’Wow… interrogators are actually trying.’

Or was it me? How does one suppress this horrific urge to just smash the head of the interrogee against the wall until it turns to paste?

’Truly a dilemma!’

’Right.’ I managed to collect myself and shot the man a cold stare. I glanced at the elf lady and returned my gaze to him.

“Who is she to you?!”

“Who else?! My slave!”

I paid attention and felt nothing from the chain.

’Maggie said I was going to know… nothing to know here so I guess he’s telling the truth.’

“And does she even want to be your slave?!”

The man glared at me and shouted.

“What does it matter?! It doesn’t matter what she wants! She’s a debtor and she has to live with it!! I bought her with five gold crowns!”

I paused for a moment when I heard it.

’Damn that’s expensive.’

Five gold crowns was also equal to five hundred silver talents, and Levi had just casually dropped three gold to that man for a night.

’The room pricing is really absurd. We were ripped!’

But I focused back on reality. Looking at the situation: an elf lady that was sold against her own wish, and a man who sent quite a lot of money to acquire her.

“I told him! If he would let me get back to my homeland, I will repay him ten times of whatever I owe.” The elf woman’s voice cracked with frustration. “My team came here to find my sister, but we encountered a Spirit Gate where I lost my cohorts, and then I was captured by the humans that entered the gate. I have said this to everyone but you vile vermin refuse to let me go!!”

For some reason, I didn’t think I needed to lasso her with the chains to know what she was saying was the truth.

The lady looked genuinely frustrated and tired.

The man gritted his teeth before me and exhaled.

“Listen young man, I can tell you’re pretty new. That nosyness you have going on for you is a pretty bad thing for you around here okay. Let me and my slave go and stay out of our damn business and I’ll forgive you hitting me. That’s the best deal I’m willing to make with you.”

I raised my chin.

“Or what… exactly?”

He grinned like a wicked man. A truly wicked man.

“I am going to so fuck up your life young man. I’ll deal with you so terribly you’ll be worse than a slave and you’ll wish you were a slave yourself.”

My expression switched.

“Is that a threat?”

The man chuckled viciously.

“A threat? Boy, I’m telling you, I’m going to ki—”

He hadn’t finished talking when I felt a gust of wind. Both Kassie and Maggie behind me had moved. I had no idea when Kassie had summoned her greatsword but it now leaned less than a breath away from the man’s neck, while Maggie pointed her emo fingers straight at his eyes.

Kassie’s cold voice crawled out.

“I dare you to complete that statement. You weasel.”