Chapter 94

Chapter 94

In the kitchen John originally planed to keep the meal he made for them rather plain and have some noodles for himself but once he began it was as if instincts where awakened and a larger meal was formed, a mix of various cured meats worked and cut up along with various vegetables and a few fresh spices all blending together into a hearty meal, the girls watching on mesmerized as if it was an enchanting show, Johns hand instantly knowing what ingredient was needed and when along with what knife or pot.

In half an hour a meal worthy of a king was made well also being more than enough for everyone who had come under the behest of the Ash who felt they had to see this.

"Well dig in everyone, I think my class did most of the work again as honestly I have never cooked like this in my entire life." John says with a embarrassed laugh and surprising his slaves who looked confused at first before realizing they would be eating this food along with everyone else and not expected to eat the left overs or having to wait like they had expected, it being something John cleared up for them.

"You may be slaves, but you need your strength, and you're all equal here, even if I'm the leader what is a king if not still a person? And were in this together, we can work out the whole hierarchy nonsense later after I can see how strong everyone is through live combat, either way though since you're my first lot bought you would be considered part of the 3rd ring or level, the second consisting of Ash, Saya and the old man over there along with the planner, and lastly would be me at the top." He explains.

"Hey! What about me?" Z suddenly yelled, somehow having mastered the mysterious art of eating without removing the scarf around their face.

"You also want to join? How would that even work?" John couldn't help asking in confusion getting what he assumed a proud look in return.

"I just stay around and leave only now and then to sort sales or restock but other than that I stay around here, and the food is really good." They tell him, clearly just wanting to leech off him here but after some consideration John realized he might be able to get things form them to sell at the mall and vice versa, using Z as an intermediatory between the two.

After there meals everyone seemed in rather high spirits, and set off, the strategist already making combat plans for the small group well the old man promising to keep the base, or what was left of things in order with the help of the statue soldiers and clockworks that where left behind.

Naturally Elena had to stay as well due to being bound to her tree but promised she would be figuring out a way to send her own eyes and ears out eventually, apparently having already began to work on something but wanting it to be a surprise and guiding the orator to the prison to try and see what he could do with the prisoners.

The first place John led the group to was the site of the Goliath raid, knowing there would no doubt be nothing left but bodies but even a half dead person might be able to direct them to there goal, the Chaos Marauders main base or even better, the primary base of Warlord's Dominion.

John knew it was wishful thinking as a group like Warlord's Dominion would no doubt already be powerful just by having various groups under them but felt it would be better to cut off the head of the snake early than fight ever growing waves of enemies.

the trip was surprisingly pleasant, the various slaves conversing with Ash and Saya seemingly trying to find out more about their master well Aria and Angel kept silent but tried to get closer to John well he and the strategist through ideas back and forth having a pleasant conversation, he explained how they originally had a seemingly high ranking member in captivity but before they left he was found dead by a stab wound and electric burns upon his arm, clearly done by the leavers which was why they were now going to what was the sight of a raid well Z for some reason also tagged along, claiming they wanted to get first dibs on anything they find and would give a good price, but in actuality they were still hellbent on getting a statue or clockwork from John as there gazes kept hungrily falling onto them when they thought no one was looking.

The sight that greeted them was far from what they expected, the outer perimeter littered with bodies, oddly a lot still had equipment on them, faint quakes were still being felt, knowing there was probably still a fight going on John led the group in deeper, Z telling them they would catch up as they began running around looting the bodies like a scavenger getting a head shake from John making him wonder if all the people he is going to meet have mental issues.

As they went deeper the body count became fewer, something he thought would be the other way around but soon found his answer, up ahead he watched as a veritable army from the Chaos Marauders went about ambushing and slaughtering everyone using sheer numbers, no care for there own loses at all earning a angry frown form the strategist and even the other war slaves.

The only reason this was even possible was due to the majority of the fighters still facing the Goliath who seemed to be on there last legs.

"They call this a fight? There is no honour in this! They are worse than volrats picking at scraps." The weapon master practically spits, pulling out a pair of broadswords and looking to his master hoping he would be given to rush in and slaughter these honourless beasts, Grace already buffing her sister and the warrior well attempting to do the same to the statues as her sister held a black wooden staff forward, its tip glowing a fiery red waiting to release the stored magic at his signal. Only the girls Eve, Angel, Ash and Saya who gripped her sword and stood closer to him didn't seem to give much of a care but looked at him expectantly.

"Everyone listen to my orders, those in the red and black scrap like armour behaving like beasts are the enemy, go forth and show them the errors of their ways, but if someone else attacks you and it isn't an accident feel free to deal with them as you see fit and listen to the strategists orders as if they were my own." John ordered, and that was all the signal they needed, the weapon master flanked by the statues and clockworks charged in, Ivy letting loose a large gout of fire from her staff taking the form of a fiery phoenix as it slowly turned from red to bright orange with hints of blue and sweeping through the ones on the left like a knife through butter, the weapon master having swung a broadsword into it as it flew by somehow adding flames to the blade as he cut through the enemies.