When a Corporate Slave Guy Reincarnated as a Mob Villain (Slave Trader), He Used His Knowledge of the Game to Raise the Heroines to Be the Strongest, Unintentionally Turning Them Into Yanderes, and Before He Knew It, He Was Completely Breaking the Story

Chapter 33: Have the Beast Girls Finally Shown Their True Intentions?

At the same time, Mylene and the others quickly moved away from me, so fast that I could barely see them.

They crouched down, glaring at something ahead on the street, as if on high alert.

Apart from their beauty and their beastly traits, they were dressed like ordinary town girls in simple white clothes and long skirts.

Perhaps because of that, I had briefly forgotten the obvious fact.

The women here were all battle-hardened warriors now.

Yes, I had raised them—trained them—into that.

Until just a moment ago, they looked like beautiful town girls…no, beast girls.

But now, their expressions had completely transformed into those of warriors.

The claws they had hidden were no longer concealed.

Even from here, I could tell that their claws had grown sharp enough to easily tear through human skin.

In fact, I was sure they could penetrate the thick hide of a magical beast’s armor just as easily.

Just earlier, when they barely grazed me, my skin had started bleeding.

…If I had given in to temptation and gone with them to their homes, I might have been sent to the heavens in my blissful state.

The slave crest isn’t perfect.

If these skilled fighters had attacked me by surprise, my head could’ve been rolling on the ground before the crest had a chance to activate.

No matter the world—whether it’s another world or not—reality isn’t kind.

I shook my head, pulling myself out of my thoughts and back into reality.

I focused my eyes on what was real.

Mylene and the others were breathing heavily, glaring at the end of the street.

They were fully in combat mode.

It was the first time I’d seen them look this fierce…no, maybe since the first time I met them.

Now that I think about it, back then they scratched me up pretty badly too.

Mylene and the other beast girls have a deep-seated distrust toward humans.

That’s why I got scratched every time I met one of them.

I glanced down at my clothes, pulling them aside to peek at my skin.

It was covered in countless scratches, big and small.

Sigh…A slave trader with a mean-looking face, and now a body full of scars…

If they were battle scars, maybe it would at least look cool…

But the truth is, I was just scratched up by young beast girls who didn’t trust humans.

This only makes it harder to meet women…

In stories, when people are reincarnated, they become handsome or younger…

But somehow, my situation just got worse compared to my previous life…

Well…no use complaining.

But what in the world are Mylene and the others so on edge about?

I wondered, as I looked in the direction they were staring.

A well-dressed young woman was walking down the street.

Two guards flanked her, protecting her as they walked.

“A human…A human is coming…”

“They brought soldiers…The humans…”

To my eyes, it was just a young noble lady and her bodyguards.

Though it was strange to see a sword at her hip…

Well, I suppose it’s not unusual for a noblewoman to learn swordsmanship.

In any case, it was rare for humans—especially nobles—to come to this slum.

Maybe they were lost, or just here for sightseeing…Either way, we should just deal with them quickly and get them to leave.

Before any trouble starts…

At least now I understood why Mylene and the others had been radiating such a menacing aura.

The residents here—no, the beast girls—harbor deep hatred and hostility toward humans.

Their villages were burned down by imperial soldiers, their families killed, and they themselves enslaved. It’s only natural they feel this way…

Of course, that kind of hatred doesn’t fade in just a few years.

The only human they trust is Alice.

Though Alice is human, she’s also a victim of the Empire and, like them, a victim of mine—my slave—so they probably see her as an exception.

Even then, they don’t seem to get along very well.

For some reason, Alice has been wary of the beast girls for a while now.

Mylene and the others obey Alice on the surface, but they clearly have some resentment toward her.

They were complaining about her just earlier…

Back in the day, Alice and Mylene used to play together…

But as they grew older, their relationship seemed to sour.

I don’t know why, but I have my suspicions.

Perhaps forming friendships across different species—given the differences in customs and culture—is harder than I thought.

Even in my past life, international marriages had a high divorce rate.

Reality, it seems, isn’t as sweet as fiction.

As for their attitude toward me, the other human…

I’m sure they hate me.

Maybe even more than the humans they’re glaring at right now…

The only reason they haven’t shown it is because of the slave crest.

Facing their hostility that practically stung my skin, I had no choice but to once again confront the harsh reality.

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Chapter 34: The Noble Lady Suddenly Attacks

This is how they truly feel about me.

…I really feel like I should just FIRE…no, escape as soon as possible.

I sighed quietly, worried about the dark future ahead.

Well…first, I need to get out of this situation.

I don’t know why they came here, but I need to get rid of this noble lady quickly.

If I don’t, something unexpected might happen.

I slipped past Mylene and the others, who were standing in front of me, and approached the lady.

“Master Linus!? Step back. It’s dangerous—”

“N-no, it’s fine…for now, just calm down…could you all step back for a moment?”

I tried to calm them down, as they looked ready to pounce at any moment.

“But…”

Mylene and the others seemed very reluctant but eventually moved away, retreating to the side of the street.

I felt bad for them, but I couldn’t afford the trouble of them killing a noble from the human race, especially here in the slums.

Even though they’re armed, just three humans showing up had stirred this much bloodlust.

Their hatred for humans must run deep…

Feeling the murderous intent still lingering from all directions, I couldn’t help but tremble.

I could only hope that this killing intent wasn’t directed at me anytime soon.

But…why in the world did this lady come to such a slum?

It’s probably not for anything important, but she’s causing a lot of trouble for no reason.

I was thinking that as I stood before the lady…

Without changing her expression, she glanced at me while her long black hair fluttered in the wind.

Her face was confident, maybe even arrogant, but she had a beautiful, well-formed face.

She seemed to be a little older than Alice.

She wore a white dress adorned with embroidery, a corset that emphasized her slender waist, and her skirt flared out gracefully.

Honestly, her carrying a sword seemed strange considering her noble appearance.

Even in her posture, I could sense a certain elegance.

It was clear from her demeanor that she looked down on me.

Well…it’s the typical reaction of a noble to a slave trader—someone like me.

But her next action was far from typical.

The noble lady suddenly drew her sword and pointed it directly at me.

“W-wait!!!”

Without thinking, I threw my hands up and screamed.

“…As expected, lowly slave traders are all cowards,” she said, glaring at me with cold eyes.

“Lady Natalia…no matter what, drawing your sword all of a sudden is…”

“Showing strength is the quickest way to deal with people like him,” Natalia replied, ignoring the guard who tried to stop her.

“You…what are you looking at? You can’t even make eye contact with me, just trembling at the sight of a sword. Even if you’re a lowly man, you’re still a man, aren’t you? Pathetic.”

Her face twisted with disgust, as if she was looking at something filthy.

But…honestly, I had bigger concerns than her insults.

Just like she said, I was drenched in sweat, trembling uncontrollably, and my eyes were probably darting all over the place.

But I wasn’t scared of Natalia’s sword.

Sure, being suddenly threatened with a sword had shocked me, and I shrank back in fear.

That said, Natalia’s swordsmanship wasn’t even fast enough for me to lose track of it, and I didn’t feel any real threat from it.

Natalia didn’t seem to have any intention of seriously attacking me.

No, what scared me much more was what was behind Natalia.

Mylene and the others were standing just a few centimeters away from Natalia and her guards, their sharp claws poised at their necks, glaring at them with terrifying expressions.

Their bodies were trembling slightly as they stopped themselves from moving forward.

By the narrowest of margins, my words—and the slave seal—had stopped them just in time.

I was deeply relieved that I had made Mylene and the others step back earlier.

Even with that much distance, it had been a close call.

If they had been any closer, their claws would’ve already slashed Natalia’s throat by now.

“…What have you been looking at all this time? Is there something behind me—”

Noticing my strange behavior, Natalia began to turn her head to look behind her.

T-this is bad—if she turns around, a fight will definitely break out.

And if that happens, Mylene and the others will instantly kill Natalia and her guards.

If that happens, I’ll be branded as the noble lady’s killer and hunted for life—

“S-stay back!”

Without realizing it, I screamed at the top of my lungs.