Chapter 91: First MILF of Dungeon
After killing the Chief, Leon stood up from the chair and picked up the bag of silver coins lying on the table.
"I'll be taking this..." he muttered, slipping it into his inventory. With the blood-covered knife still in his hand, he walked out of the office.
As soon as Leon stepped outside, he spotted Olga sitting on the floor, staring in horror at the pool of blood flowing from Jack's corpse.
"Y-You killed my whole family..." Olga said, her voice trembling as she looked up at Leon.
"A family that treated you like shit," Leon replied flatly. He walked over to the couch and wiped the blood from both sides of the blade against the fabric.
"It was all I had... Now I'll be sold as a slave, and my life will be destroyed completely. You better kill me with them, or I'll tell everyone—" she began, but Leon cut her off.
"What work can you do?" he asked coldly, walking up to her and pointing the knife at her throat.
"I-I'm a housewife... I-I only know how to clean and cook..." Olga stammered, her eyes wide with fear.
"Look, I don't want to kill you. I killed them because they tried to kill me. And wasting your beautiful figure as a slave? I don't think I'll ever let that happen—unless I'm the one buying you," Leon said, his voice neutral as he tapped the knife over her squishy and soft boobs.
*Squish-Squish*
"Stand up and get out of this village," he ordered.