I Become Master of Danger Zones as Incubus With Mastery In Genetic

"True, to think we can turn the female beastkin into profits, looks like your idea work well brother," the old woman said, before drinking another glass.

"To a good and rich life," the two clink their glasses before continuing to drink.

At that momt, screams erupted from the upper floor, causing the two to stood up and look a, alert of what is to come. They quickly take out a Detoxification Potion, curing their hangover before making their way to the top.

Wh they reach the top floor, the sight they were met with cause their blood to run cold. 3 of their hired hands to watch and protect the establishmt had died, two people in black standing over their corpses.

Thankfully, the three are on the weaker side, a D-ranks in strgth. The mercaries with them are considered at the C-rank, and there are of them, along with 4 more D-rank equivalt. No doubt the intruders will meet their ds today.

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The Treasurer laughed as he looked at the slaves he bought. Though his eyes are mainly on his main prize, the elf.

"To think I able to get an elf. Looks like embazzling some of the money work out for me," the Treasurer said, before walking towards the elf and throw her on the bed, causing her to gasp.

"They said you are not trained, and will let the one who bought her trained her themselves. Work for me," his hands began to remove the elf\'s clothing, letting her naked skin to be se by his lecherous gaze.

"I will have a lot of fun with you, my lovely pet elf," as he was about to remove his clothing, sounds of something breaking reach his ears.

"What are you lot doing out there?!" he yelled as he stopped his undressing and exited the room. In his breath, he grumbled as he planned to have the hide of whoever cause such racket wh he was about to claim his prize.

As he walked the hallway, he froze, as he watched his elite guards battling against people in black. A them, dead bodies of his fall guards can be se, with very little injuries to the point if one hide it well, they will think they are sleeping.

Realizing the danger, the Treasurer began to run away, thought not before stopping at his room. At the very least, he would be able grab his newest slave before getting out of here. His m outnumbered the attackers so their victory is assured. Not to mtion, there should be more guards that will come from all over the estate, so it should be over soon.

As he ter the room, he find himself not alone, and not just with his slaves. In the room, another figure looked at him before walking macingly toward the Treasurer, a dagger in his hand.

The Treasurer began to retreat, stepping back as the intruders come in closer and closer.

"Please, I\'ll give you everything, just leave me alive," this seem to cause the intruder to stop. The Treasurer took the opportunity and grab a sword he put as an emergcy.

He them swing towards the intruder, though the black clothed figure grabbed his wrist and shatter it, the Treasurer letting out a silt scream as he clutched his wrist.

Before he could do anything else, he felt cold steel on his throat, before he gurgle, blood coming out of his second mouth and first mouth.

-x-

At Cat\'s Pleasure, the black clothed figure kicked the dead bodies of the owners and their mercaries, look of shock remained on their faces.

Considering how easy it was for them to handle all of the defders, the shock looks were not just on the dead, but also on the living.

Diana looked at them, walking cautiously towards the two figure.

"Are you working for Edwin?" she asked with a hint of trepidation, hoping she is right. If not, her fate will be a lot worse.

The figures nodded before one of them began to walk downstairs, the sounds of other prostitues can be heard before they become silt, Diana hoping it because of fear and not because one of them are dead.

She might not care for them that much, but they are still the same race, and she hope they will all come out of it alive.

-x-

In the Underworld, the location where Jasari Slave Market is at are burning, dead guards can be se all over the places. As for the warehouses and cages, all of it are empty, courtesies of one man.

"It seem that is all I can get from you. Thank you for the treasures and slaves you have giv me," Alros told the fat man, the other guy not answering as a look of shock remained on his face, a smile on his neck the reason for his death.

"I manage to get a lot of SP and a lot slaves as well, and I could not thank you ough. Not to mtion, there is still some places for me to attack as well.

After all, my clones cannot access the system space, what a pity," he soon exited the area, though instead of the ravnate Edwin or brunette Aide, his hair color is , the same as Alros the Greater Demon, though he hid his horns, wings and tails.

"And look, more people eager to die," he exclaimed as he watched the forcers of the Underworld head towards the burning warehouse, all of them grasping their weapons with fear and trepidation as they laid their eyes on the cause of destruction, him.

"Surder and you death will be quick and painless," the leading forcer said, his sword already tak out of it\'s sheath. Besides him, to people near his power level took out their weapons, a crossbow and a spear.

Ev with the assortmt of armed m in front of him, he remained undaunted. "Is this all?" he said in a mocking tone.

"Oh well," flame flicker out of his hand, before it turned into an inforno,

"At least I will get a lot of SP out of this,"