Primordial Villain with a Slave Harem

Chapter 67: Team Grunt Vs Team Quinlan

Oh, it seems we are quite popular already.

”The Battle Babe?!” He shouts excitedly and looks at her like she is a tantalizing peace of meat. ”Since Iʼm already neck deep in illegal shit, I might as well make her my slave too! What a good day! And that manʼs armor will sell for quite a sum as well!”

We donʼt stop in our tracks as we leisurely stroll towards them. This finally prompts Grunt to get serious as he motions for the two slaves to get ready for confrontation.

”This is the one and only chance Iʼm giving you, Quinlan. Be a good little boy like Ian and come with us. Once you sign her contract over to me I will let you go.”

”Oh, Iʼm sure you will. I will not find myself dead in a ditch or flowing down the river as a corpse at all. Try to at least make it believable, dumbass.”

He scoffs in response. ”Well, alright. Letʼs get this over with. I donʼt know why you two irons dare interrupt my, a level 15ʼs, plans but whatʼs been done is done. Donʼt think of walking away unscathed now.”

I can see his silver plate decorated necklace dangling in front of his heavy armor. He seems to be very proud of it. Being silver ranked is considered to be quite an achievement for those that are lowborn, so I can somewhat see where his arrogance comes from. Furthermore, since we are only iron ranked we must be below level ten, or we wouldʼve been placed into bronze straight away. (picture)

What his little brain didnʼt take into consideration is…

Ayame vanishes from my side, using her [Flash Step] to swiftly get behind them. The two rogue women react barely in time, managing to raise their daggers just as Ayameʼs blade comes slashing at Grunt with a [Horizontal Strike]. They block the strike, but their grips arenʼt strong enough to hold onto their weapons, and the force of Ayameʼs attack sends their daggers flying.

I rush at them from behind, activating [Power Strike] as I drive my spear into one of the rogues. She cries out in pain, but my spear doesnʼt pierce her flesh completely, though she took a lot of damage for certain and her light armor has a gaping hole in it now with lots of blood gushing out of it.

I canʼt help but marvel inwardly at the incredible progress Iʼve made in just a couple of days. Iʼm so much faster and stronger than when I got transmigrated, it feels straight liberating. I might not be able to duel Ayame or Grunt for now, but we have to take into consideration that theyʼve spent many years grinding XP and battle experience in general, while Iʼm a genuine beginner.

Grunt finally wakes up and swings his war hammer at Ayame, who simply backflips out of harmʼs way like a true acrobat. Now the four of them are positioned between the two of us.

Ayame lands gracefully and moves with fluid precision. Grunt, clearly unnerved by her uncanny agility and skill, takes a step back, his eyes darting around for an opening. The rogues recover their composure, but itʼs clear they are on the defensive now.

Ayame darts forward again, this time targeting the rogue I wounded. Her steel sword flashes in the dim light as she delivers a series of rapid strikes. The rogue struggles to keep up, her movements slowing with each parry.

Grunt, realizing the tide is turning, charges at me with his war hammer raised. I know I canʼt meet his attack head-on, so I activate [Lesser Evasion] and nimbly sidestep his swing. Our weapons donʼt clash; instead, I use my speed to dodge and stall him. His blows are powerful, but heʼs slow, and he canʼt keep up with my evasive maneuvers properly.

Ayame, meanwhile, has overwhelmed the wounded rogue, who collapses to the ground, unable to continue. She turns her attention to the remaining rogue, who looks visibly shaken.

”Your turn,” Ayame says coldly, her eyes narrowing.

The rogue hesitates, glancing at Grunt for support, but heʼs too occupied with me to offer any assistance.

Ayame doesnʼt give the rogue a chance to recover. She disarms her with a swift motion, sending her dagger skittering across the alley. The rogue stumbles back, clutching her arm, her resolve crumbling. Ayame shows no mercy, slashing at her legs and arms, leaving her incapacitated and begging for mercy, stating that they are both slaves doing their cruel masterʼs bidding just like her.

However, Ayame doesnʼt listen. She doesnʼt converse. She is a ruthless battle machine, her focus not wavering even for a second. The usually empathetic girl is nowhere to be seen as she draws blood as easily as she inhales oxygen.

With the rogues heavily wounded and incapacitated, Ayame rushes to my side. Grunt swings his war hammer wildly, but his strikes are becoming more desperate and erratic. Heʼs struggling to keep up with both of us.

Ayame and I circle around him, our movements a blur of speed and precision. Grunt tries to defend, but heʼs outmatched. His heavy armor makes him slow, and he canʼt keep up with our agility and coordination.

Seeing an opening, I thrust my spear forward, aiming for his exposed side. I activate [Power Strike], but my spear doesnʼt pierce through his armor at all. The blow doesnʼt even throw him off balance. ꭆαΝȪ฿Εš

Realizing that Iʼm the much smaller threat, Grunt focuses entirely on Ayame. She dodges his attacks with ease, her agility and acrobatic genius making her an elusive target. I continue to use my [Lesser Evasion] to distract and stall him, creating openings for Ayame to exploit.

My companion speaks up for the first time since the confrontation began. ”Without a curved blade I have difficulty breaking through… If I brute force things my blade will shatter before his armor does. Itʼs time for another important lesson, Quinlan.

Slashing and piercing weapons are a horrible match up against heavy armor, unless there is a very wide gap between their quality or their holder is just that much stronger, in which case it matters little. Neither is true for our current scenario, thus you need a blunt weapon to deal bludgeoning damage to him.

However, we donʼt have the luxury to run to a weapon shop and buy one, therefore…” She drops her sword to the ground with a loud clang and takes on an unarmed fighting position, ”you need to become the blunt weapon.”