Help, I'm in Another World and All the Men Are Are So Dangerous! [BL]
Chapter 194: The Game of Revenge

Chapter 194: The Game of Revenge

No matter how many times Sylas stopped him, no matter how many times he was caught, Rocco had to make sure they were safe.

"I understand how you feel, Brother. But... I still can’t accept this. You promised. If you won’t tell me... then no matter what it takes, I’ll find them by myself!"

With that, he started wriggling and struggling with all his might.

Even Sylas who is always so composed, looked flustered as he tightened his grip.

Rocco was moving too wildly for him to control, and he seemed to be barely managing to hold him still.

"Ugh... Alright! Alright, I get it! Just—stop thrashing around so much...! If you put too much strain on your fragile heart, what will we do...?"

"...Fragile?"

Wait.

Did he just get insulted out of nowhere?

What was that supposed to mean?

He was the strongest, most energetic, ultra-invincible Rocco!

How dare Sylas call him fragile!

With an indignant huff, Rocco puffed up his chest.

But then—he suddenly replayed Sylas’s words in his head and froze.

...Did Sylas just say I get it?

He did.

He did!

That was a confirmation!

He had verbal proof!

"I heard that! I heard it, Brother! You said you’d tell me, so now you have to talk!"

"...Yeah. I get it."

Sylas let out a sigh of resignation.

Over his shoulder, Rocco caught a glimpse of the other three adults who are looking equally exhausted.

...Eh, probably just his imagination.

Yup.

Definitely his imagination.

As Sylas trudged back inside with heavy steps, Rocco clung onto him tightly.

Victorious.

His cheeks stretched into a triumphant grin.

He had won!

He had forced the truth out of them!

...Completely unaware of the cruel story he was about to hear next.

....

"So that’s what it was... The brand of the slave, huh..."

Georgio snuck into the slave trader’s mansion while rummaging through the ledger he found in the study.

"Once the brand is burned into the skin, its coercive power remains semi-permanent..."

The entire notebook was filled with twisted, obsessive ramblings—methods on how to force beastmen, slaves, and anyone else into absolute obedience.

Georgio feels disgusting when he reads through it all, then he tore it to shreds, crumpled up the pieces... and shoved them into the slave trader’s mouth.

He had been using the man’s bloated, disgusting body as a seat, but the sheer discomfort had already made him lose interest.

At this point, he figured it was fine to just kill this piece of trash.

The pathetic man was on all fours, rolling his eyes back in terror as he choked down the scraps of paper.

For someone who treated beastmen like livestock, he was the one acting like a mindless animal now.

"Hey, are you sure you don’t know anything about that lion beastman?"

"I—I d-don’t... I swear, I don’t know anything! Please, spare me—GYAHH!"

"Aha~ What’s with that disgusting noise? Can you shut up for a bit?"

Huh.

So this guy really didn’t know anything about Ragar.

Georgio had come all this way, thinking this trader—one of the largest owners of beastmen slaves—might be connected.

But it turned out he was useless.

And useless trash had only one fate: disposal.

Now the man was babbling some desperate plea for his life, but Georgio ignored it and casually plunged a knife into the fat, worthless flesh.

The scream that burst out was so loud and so obnoxious that Georgio grabbed a few random documents from the desk and shoved them into the man’s mouth.

There.

That should keep him quiet.

"Hm? Oh nooo, don’t tell me you’re already dead? It’s so boring... I was hoping to enjoy some entertainment first... Oh? Still breathing?"

The man twitched faintly, his bloated belly rising and falling just a little.

He was alive, but barely.

The fact that he wasn’t making it obvious was kind of annoying, though.

Feeling irritated, Georgio kicked him lightly in the stomach.

Hmm.

Still didn’t feel that satisfying.

Well, no matter.

The real fun was about to begin.

Georgio grabbed the slave trader by the ankle and dragged him across the floor, heading toward the beastmen’s holding cells.

With a single kick, he broke down the iron door and stepped inside.

Immediately, the beastmen inside tensed, their fur bristling in alarm.

Bears.

Wolves.

Dogs.

Every single one of them was a carnivore.

Under normal circumstances, humans wouldn’t even be a threat to them.

But the slave collars locked around their necks robbed them of their right to resist.

"Hello, my dear beastmen friends! Today, I’ve brought you a very fun game!"

Georgio swung the slave trader into the center of the room.

At first, the beastmen kept their distance, forming a cautious ring around the man.

But then... slowly, they began stepping closer.

After all, the person groveling at their feet right now was the same bastard they hated the most.

The same man they had wanted to kill every single day.

And now, he was weak.

Pathetic.

At their mercy.

Their eyes gleamed with something dangerous.

Georgio grinned, unfastening all of their slave collars one by one.

Then, watching them practically drool with anticipation, he held up a hand.

"Congratulations! You’ve all been chosen for a very special game... It’s called ’Overthrow Your Oppressor’!"

He clapped his hands together cheerfully.

The beastmen exchanged confused glances.

They muttered among themselves.

"Over... throw...?"

"Did that blood-soaked human do this...?"

"Either way, this is our chance...! It’s our chance to get revenge on that loathsome man...!"

Georgio nodded his head and feel pleased by their enthusiasm.

The beastmen in front of him were starting to grow more agitated, nearly reaching their beast forms from excitement.

Before entering the enjoyable time of revenge, Georgio decided to give one final speech to the hungry beasts.

"Alright, listen up, everyone. This is my master’s compassionate will. My master loves beastmen, you know... and he absolutely despises trash like the one we’re dealing with, who persecutes you."

The beastmen began to murmur, uncertain whether to trust Georgio’s words.

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