63. BUNCH OF TRASH

The boy with a tiger skin and a tail and the sharp-eared elven women stepped before them. The boy was around one seventy centimeters tall. His pupils were golden in color and he possessed an impeccable face like a kid. The elven women both possessed silver hair a pair of grey pupils and a petite body. Perhaps twins?

"Hmm, I already instructed you right? This is that man," She said.

'That man?' He muttered inwardly.

The three of them bowed before him.

"Master we look forward to serving you," They said in a unison.

Nix looked at them with a flustered expression.

'Master? It cringes me...' He thought to himself.

"It's okay, Just be casual." He responded.

The other members staring at the scenario began gossiping among themselves seems like they don't feel like accepting him as their superior.

Felishia giggled looking at Nix's flustered face.

"Hehehe, They don't act like that to others feel free to use them. They are friendly and loyal. They volunteered to work under you. You know?"

He knitted his brows.

"Volunteered?"

"Yeah, I explained some stuff and they accepted it to help you."

"Can you explain it to me?" He enquired.

"No, As I told you in Barani. Wait until the time comes." She said nonchalantly.

"Whatever," He shrugged and turned towards Cinzia.

"So you got any missions?"

"Currently our clan is out of money can you lead the bandits? " She said with her eyes sparkling in anticipation.

He furrowed his brows.

"Lead the bandits? I don't even have prior experience."

She sighed.

"Hah, Then we don't have any other way."

'I have to tread in this path no matter what, so I need to do this,' He thought and began to speak.

"I will do it... Do we need the money that desperately?"

"Yup, We need one thousand platinum coins to just establish our clan by paying upfront to the priest and Administrator and five hundred P coins as the tax on the day of establishment. By the way, we need to upgrade our members' equipments...Let's drop the speech about that. Take four of the warriors with you to rob."

Even if Nix decided to donate the gems and gold coins he possessed from the quest. it won't be enough to just establish a clan. A clan is needed for support in many things in order to live. If you are in a clan they will have your back. Outlaws can do business like slave trading, Brothel, and any shady business or good business you can name inside the city. Only after establishing a clan. It's just like getting a visa or citizenship or getting recognized that they are big shots to get Missions. If he was an individual it would be different with his current skills he could survive on his own. More importantly, an unestablished clan is nothing but a bunch of people banded together to survive and they wouldn't be treated like a big deal and they won't be gaining any profits.

He prepared to set out for his first mission as a bandit. Even though he felt like he was worse than any other scum out there. It was one of the easy job choices an outlaw can take. Sure if they really wanted they could do decent jobs but, their growth will be stopped which will in turn destroys their very purpose of transmigration.

Disregarding the fact that people don't believe an outlaw to assign or give them a decent job. Outlaws and regulars are surely low in number compared to the 'Entizens' who reside in Empyrean but, that's one of the problems in getting a job. They gain only limited jobs like working as security patrolling and they can gain only a little profit from doing tiresome work for eight hours.

They were only teleported for the process of fighting so, doing a normal job like a chef, teacher, shopkeeper, etc... is strictly restricted. At least it was like that on Outlaws' faction. Regulars part of lives were entirely different from them yet, they do have some similarities.

Nix could hunt monsters to get money if he was regular but, Outlaw's stories are entirely different. Trying to earn by doing a decent job is just a loser's dream amidst Outlaws. 'Obey the strong and bully the weak' is the basic rule amongst them. Most of the outlaws would be possibly marked as criminals. If they were on earth. And their number is just equal to the total number of Regulars.

Nix and five others sought out of the city and waited for the passersby to come in the roadway connecting between Ferandel and Dracton. Ferandel is a big city of prosperity ruled by the Royal Dynasty. It was the rivaling and neighboring city of Dracton and they both were located in the center of the continent Chaos Mainland.

"Boss this is the third carriage you are allowing to go. What are you planning boss? We don't even have money to buy armor or weapons," Said a towering muscular bald man with a Balbo beard style. He possessed coal dark skin tone. And was wearing a chain mail covering his upper body while carrying a battle-ax on his shoulder.

Nix scowled at him.

"Tch, Stop with the fuckin boss Gunther... We don't have other choices? We can wait until some merchant group arrives. We can't kill off innocent people,"

A guy who was busy drinking his liquor while sitting on a rock burst out of laughter.

"Haha, This guy is all talk. So much for acting like a big shot...Haha, I mean what's so special about this dude? That he got two chicks all head over tails for him."

The mockery struck Nix's nerve so he immediately placed his sword on the drunkard's neck.

"If you speak like that again, you are fucking good as dead." He said while staring at him with a red glimmer in his eyes.

The drunken guy shrugged his shoulders.

"Oops, Sorry!" as he replied his sweat dropped down from his forehead.

Nix sighed retracted his sword.

'Fucking scums! How did Cinzia picked up these guys into the clan I wonder? Bunch of freaking trash bags in human disguise' he inwardly thought to himself.

He wasted the day because of his guilty conscience and returned back empty-handed with the crew on a carriage they rented.

Dracton city was bigger than he thought and it contained few villages in it. It could be called a mini kingdom. The streets were not so lively like other cities he went to though. The city contained many dark looking streets and slums. People wore a grim and sad expression on their faces. Seems like their ruler is a pretty troublesome guy. It was the most colorless city he had seen in Empyrean.

The clan house they hired was a three-storey building. It was not too bad but not too good either. When they returned empty-handed Cinzia wore a face of disappointment. They both walked inside the office room.

She frowned at him.

"Nix can you answer me something? What were yall doing the whole day? We need money to approach the administrator in order to get approved for that we desperately need money... Are you perhaps feeling bad to be working as a bandit? You know what? out of all the others, your team was the only one who didn't even earn money to pay the rent for the carriage."

He began to talk with a calm face.

" Seriously? Now ~ Now, Can't we do any other job besides this?"

"Nah, you are gonna sell apples? Or are you gonna open a food shop? Do you think it will work out? Nevermind the Outlaws, even the civilians here are twisted and troublesome."

'It can't be helped then huh?'With a thought, he began speaking.

"Ah, Can you stop, please?" He asked with a serious face and continued.

"Do you think I desperately didn't do the job? The people who passed the path were normal civilians. Do I need to steal and terrorize them to earn money? If there is no other choice I will do it but, what about the City's Administrator? Why not steal his money stealthily with our assassins? I mean that bastard is one of the reasons we need to work our assess off right?"

Cinzia sighed.

"It's not plausible. We aren't big enough to pull such things. Slave trading, smuggling, brothel these things needs investment. We don't have the capital or recognized as a clan. So, just do the job I hope you will understand our situation we don't even have enough money to afford any weapons and food supply."

And added, "I spent all the money I borrowed from my friend Rafila to just make them join by making them sign a two years agreement with the members. I sealed the deal by certain rules. Among them providing food, shelter, and weaponry services are added. "

An agreement is made by visiting a temple and signing it with a mutual agreement. It is like a blood pact by putting life on the line. The ritual made with two priests in front of the Deity Shyatin The mother of all evil's as the proof.

The devils assigned for assisting will mutually agree along with parties. They will seal their System's power and authority partially including reduction of their full ability if one of the parties ignores or breaks any of the clauses.

'No choice huh? I thought Cinia wouldn't lay low enough to kill innocent people to earn money but, I guess she really is a cold-hearted woman.'

"I see then I will do anything I could to... I know that we need members but can I use them as expendable pawns?"

She immediately rejected his idea.

"You can't just use them like that. Although my plan is also the same. We need them for at least the next six months alive. In that gap, I will add more members to go for an all-out war with Zerast."

'If you don't have loyal followers buy them with money. Cool' He inwardly smiled at the thought about how stupidly and how advantageously money can work. People tend to do anything within their power to grasp a pile of cash.

"I see... looks like you have a plan in mind huh?" He replied with a smirk.

She nodded her head in agreement.

"Yup, will you support me?"

"Sure you don't need to ask." He replied nonchalantly.

The next day he left with the same crew assigned under him just like the day before.