What the Goddess Does (1)
What the Goddess Does (1)
The Magic City of Krezell was fundamentally a city with excellent public safety.
But just as light always casts shadows, even the most prosperous city on the continent had its slums.
'This is my first time coming here.'
Following Thanatos's lead, I moved my feet and briefly glanced around the dark alleyway we were heading into.
Garbage was piled up everywhere, and whether it was just my imagination or not, the air felt rather acrid.
It felt like a completely different world from the bustling central district where the night market was in full swing.
"It's around here."
Thanatos, who had been walking ahead, stopped her high heels, which had been making a ttogak ttogak sound, along with her indifferent voice.
She kept roughly tousling her hair, clearly not in a good mood.
It seemed she wasn't pleased that our night market date had fallen through, nor that she had to show me this blemish on Krezell.
'I hope this gets resolved smoothly.'
Hiding quietly behind a nearby building, Thanatos and I stared silently at a certain spot.
In front of a shabby but rather large building, a group of men had gathered.
'Those are...'
Roughly counting, there seemed to be over a dozen of them.
All of them were armed, and neither their faces nor their builds were the least bit friendly.
Nine times out of ten, they weren't up to any good.
"They're human traffickers."
Thanatos, having examined the men, muttered that.
"Human traffickers?"
"Almost certainly. I received a report about them once before."
Thanatos continued, her eyes frigid.
"Nine times out of ten, they slipped in while security was lax during the night market. They probably don't even know Krezell has a barrier up. Looks like they're trying to conduct some dirty deal here."
Thanatos looked at the men chatting idly as if they were filthy sewage.
Even though I knew that look wasn't directed at me, it was still a chilling gaze that made me shiver involuntarily.
Thanatos was the most cruel among the goddesses when angered, so I struggled to hide my cold sweat and turned my gaze back to the men.
I thought inwardly about how to deal with those brutes.
If Thanatos stepped in, those human traffickers would be a piece of cake, but there was no need for a goddess like her to get directly involved.
The simplest method would be to contact the nearby security force, call in elite mages, and capture them all at once.
However, there was one thing still bothering me, which was the problem.
"Huh?"
Just as I was hesitating, trying to decide what choice would be best for the situation.
Suddenly, a strange commotion started among the human traffickers.
The traffickers, who had been gathered in groups chatting, stopped talking as if by agreement and looked at one spot.
The sound of multiple footsteps, gradually revealing their presence from beyond the dark alley, reached my ears next.
'What's that?'
The silhouettes walking toward the men became clearer before long.
Among them, what caught everyone's attention was a woman with a black burlap sack over her face.
The woman was being semi-forcibly moved, dragged by a one-legged man with a prosthetic right foot.
The woman, whose hands were tied behind her back with rope, had her face hidden, but she possessed an incredibly voluptuous body.
Provocative breasts wrapped in a black leather tank top that exposed her shoulders.
A sexy navel revealed along with her slender waist, which the tank top couldn't cover.
A lewd hip line emphasized by short hot pants that fully exposed her thighs.
Even her legs exuded both indescribable slimness and a decadent beauty.
No matter how you looked at it, she had an irresistibly sensual figure.
And at the same time, no matter how you looked at it, it was a very familiar figure.
"Oh, finally here?"
Just as I was seized by a strange sense of déjà vu.
A large man, presumed to be the boss of the traffickers, stepped forward and approached the woman.
Then, without hesitation, he reached out and yanked the burlap sack off the woman's face in one go.
The woman's face, hidden by the sack, finally revealed its beauty.
"......!"
Fiery red hair that reached below her shoulders, as if it were about to burst into flames.
Proud golden eyes, as if inlaid with golden topaz.
Luscious lips as tempting as her body, which made any man want to ravish her.
With such distinct features, there was no way she could be mistaken for anyone else.
I couldn't contain my shock at the identity of the woman I had least expected.
The woman captured right now was undoubtedly my wife, 'Nemesis El Amelia Rayhard.'
"Whoa, I can't believe it was real?! You actually managed to capture the Goddess of Vengeance!"
The boss's eyes went wide as he didn't hide his surprise. The same went for the other men behind him.
Even though the men were staring at her and whispering among themselves, Nemesis maintained a blank expression without any reaction.
"What the hell was she doing to get captured?"
While I was unable to control my bewilderment, Thanatos next to me voiced the same question.
And right at that moment, the boss of the human traffickers roughly grabbed Nemesis's chin and carefully examined the goddess before him, as if appraising her.
Nemesis was glaring at the boss, who was staring at her intently and committing an act of rudeness, with sharp eyes.
"How the hell did you catch her?"
"Hehe, I used my head a bit. Under normal circumstances, it would have been absolutely impossible, but who am I~? I meticulously planned it out, putting my heart and soul into making sure there wasn't a single mistake..."
When the boss asked about the process of capturing the goddess, the ugly one-legged man who had brought Nemesis began to loudly boast about his exploits, as if he had been waiting for the chance.
The one-legged man elaborated on his merits quite verbosely, but in short, it was nothing more than using a hostage to force Nemesis to surrender.
"Hahaha! Well done! Business has been slow lately because crackdowns have gotten stricter, but to think you'd bring in such a prime specimen, something I couldn't even believe from reports!"
"......"
As the boss let out a roar of joy and twisted his lips hideously, Nemesis sent a murderous glare at him, quietly.
Caught off guard by the heavy, unignorable gaze, the boss flinched for a moment, but since Nemesis's hands were tied, he didn't show any more fear.
"Hmph, acting arrogantly with that goddess attitude even though you're captured."
The boss snorted, displeased with Nemesis's attitude of not bowing her head even while captured.
Then, with a lewd smile, he lowered one hand and touched Nemesis's lower body.
I swallowed hard and secretly watched the scene.
"Whoa, that's a proper meaty ass~?"
The boss groped Nemesis's attractive hips, wrapped in hot pants, not holding back his admiration.
Nemesis glared sharply at the boss who was freely fondling her body.
Seeing that Nemesis offered no resistance even to such blatant touching, the other human traffickers, who had been watching from a distance, revealed their unholy desires and moved closer.
Surrounding Nemesis as if herding a rabbit, the traffickers openly stared at the goddess's fantastic body and drooled.
"Fuck, seeing it up close, it's even hotter..."
"Are those tits for real? What the hell do you have to eat to grow up that pretty?"
"Her wasp waist is insane too. You couldn't get that even wearing a corset your whole life."
"Just looking at that ass, I could bust a nut right away. Her pelvis is solid too, perfect for easy childbirth~"
The human traffickers snickered among themselves, spewing blasphemous nonsense right in front of Nemesis.
Some of them even touched their crotches, using the proud goddess as material for their fantasies.
"Heh heh, I've never seen such a beautiful woman in my life. Is that why they call her a goddess? I'm really curious about what her skin feels like."
"B-Boss! What about the promise you made me earlier...?!"
"Ah, don't worry. I remember, I haven't forgotten. Since you actually captured a goddess and brought her before my eyes, I'll give you the special privilege of enjoying this bitch second."
At the boss's words, the one-legged man let out a cheer.
The right to enjoy Nemesis second... that meant it was as clear as day who was first.
"Is that shabby building your hideout?"
Nemesis, who had remained silent despite the insulting remarks, suddenly spoke, jerking her chin toward the building in front of her.
"Huh? What, have you given up pretending to be a pretty mute doll?"
"Just answer the question."
Nemesis said in an icy cold voice.
"Hmph, yeah, it's our hideout. And it's also the place where you'll be serving your new husband with your whole body tonight~"
The boss licked his lips disgustingly and let out a mocking laugh, then reached out his hand again.
This time, his hand was targeting Nemesis's ample breasts, wrapped in the leather tank top.
Just as his dark desire focused on her bust, which rivaled her hips in size.
Seogeok!
An unexpected incident occurred.
"......Huh?"
The boss blinked stupidly for a moment.
Still seeming not to have fully grasped the situation, he belatedly realized the presence of the bright red blood on his body.
And then, he slowly lowered his head to look at a certain spot that had become empty.
The hand that had just touched the goddess's hip had vanished, severed at the wrist.
"Ugh, uwaaaaaaah!!"
Finding his hand rolling on the ground, the boss let out a scream as loud as a pig being butchered.
In Nemesis's hands, which had somehow untied the rope as if it were only natural, were two gleaming swords.
"That's annoying to hear."
Seogeok!
The Goddess of Vengeance, muttering in a merciless voice, sliced the boss's neck cleanly in one stroke.