The Goddess' Champion

"N-Now now, we're here to bargain isn't it, that's a little too pricey for me, how about thirty coins?" He said without a single drop of shame.

"Are you going to cut an entire bloody cero out!?" Inkseth felt so outraged that the atmosphere itself turned darker as if his magic was going out of control.

"A hundred?~"

"Two hundred ninety-nine, if you dare decrease it, I will kill you."

"Hey! that's not how bargains work dammit!" Constantine yelled, it is difficult to bargain against an individual who knows what your wealth is, is stronger than you, and basically has you by the balls.

"Do I look like someone that cares about rules and procedures?" Inkseth lifted up his arms inside the abyssal cloak and Constantine realised that to be dressed around like a master of clowns, he must indeed not care about rules.

"O-Okay... two hundred ninety-nine." The conqueror rolled his eyes and inhaled deeply, he gave Inkseth the money and pulled the shocked Zamira away.

She looked at the sword as they walked, it was so beautiful and it now belongs to her... a blush crep in her cheeks and she held it tightly, however, her companion wasn't that happy.

"This place is a scam, I am never coming back to this shithole, fuck you!" It's clear he's pissed.

"Thanks for the money, boy~ make sure to come and give me some more, by the way, that sword we would have sold for two hundred coins, so... thanks for the extra ninety-nine cash, I will spend them wisely~"

Inkseth wicked laughter was everything Constantine saw once they entered the elevator.

"Fuck you!"

That's all that could be heard before the elevator's door closed.

The annoyed rabblings of a conqueror.

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"I am sorry and... thank you." Zamira's gaze looked at that sword as if it was a new toy, she couldn't wait to test it.

When he noticed that gaze he realised that it had been worth it, but ninety-nine coins were a lot of cheesecakes and breadcakes from Amelia, he swore to curse Inkseth for eternity.

"You're skilled using the sword, and this does certainly look like the type of sword you had before, the broken one... so work hard to become stronger with it, alright?"

"Yes!"

"I will train your fundamentals that are still lacking severely, and after that, you're on your own." He decided to do so, as his retainer he desired for her to be the strongest possible, let alone he still needed to find additional ways to make her stronger as humans were simply too weak in this world.

"Thank you, master." She held his hand tightly and giggled, her purple hair shining more than ever.

"I am not your master..." Constantine sighed, that was a troublesome relationship to have with a woman, going by precedent.

"For as long as you teach me, you're my master~"

"..." He could only resign himself to his fate.

Seeing his silence, Zamira was happy to win at least one argument against him, she'd make the women-folk proud.

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They reached the upper levels where they saw Ludmilla behind the counter, the moment the elevator opened and she saw Constantine, it was as if her target had been locked upon, she rested her head on top of her palm from the distance and 'stalked' him for all she was worth, there were no customers which made it easier for her to look creepy while glancing at him from all the way there.

"..." He could only tolerate that piercing gaze while Zamira grit her teeth and looked at Ludmilla with anger, but right now there was nothing they could do.

"Make sure to grab your items and come to the counter to pay for them, sweety~ then we can go out and solve our marital situation." Ludmilla, seeing that she was being ignored, didn't waste a second to make her presence known.

'Marital my balls!'

[It would be hilarious to see you alone in the same room with this girl, just to see if you will remain a womanizer after your little buddy is cut down.]

'You know, even if you hate me, that's too much...'

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Deciding to ignore Ludmilla and the sadistic horse, Constantine moved along the corridors with Zamira, looking at the items.

"Okay, we have to spend another seven hundred coins, might as well do it now, what do you know about elves, their magic, the way they fight." He whispered to Zamira, the more information they had about Ludmilla, the easier this operation would be.

"I haven't seen any of them fighting personally, but they're renowned for their use of light magic, it works as a source of heat that shots at amazing speeds and is difficult to evade. Most elves are archers with only a handful of them focusing on another sort of weapon." Zamira mentioned whatever intel she had on them.

"So do you think she's going to use a bow?"

"Not necessarily, noble elves have gimmicks of their own just like human noble clans have especial spells belonging to them, I don't know about the Zephyr clan but it would be wise to be prepared, do you have a plan?"

"The plan is to flee." He said right away and she looked at him in disbelief.

!!!

"What do you expect? She is clearly stronger than us and I still don't completely trust Inkseth, we could be attacked from two fronts and we'd be over. The main objective is to flee... she doesn't know where we come from so as long as we make it out to the Main Street, we will be alright... if things turn difficult we could always jump back here, if that's still an option."

"I understand." She didn't think he'd use such cowardly means, but in the current situation, what use there was of dying with honour? all she wanted to do was survive and go in a journey with him, not die here like dogs.

"Take me to the section of magical arrays, that's going to be our salvation."