Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

Chapter 271: Onto Bigger And Better Things

After a small fight with the party–one that she won easily thanks to her surprise summon of a tentacle monster from the ground. Flinging everyone through hoops of portals connected infinitely to themselves, the creature made the party nearly vomit their guts out, but being an elemental witch, Linkle forced the liquid to get back into their bellies.

”Next time if you teleport here while my buttʼs hanging out in the open, Iʼll leave you guys spiralling through the infinite loops!” Still pissed while stuffing her clothes into a bag, she was getting ready to leave for Elenaris and get started on the cave excavation.

Sitting on the ground inside her bedroom, everyone looked at her with their bellies churching still. However, the moment the witch was done packing, she had everyone follow her out into her shop. There, she handed her bag to Vlad and pulled herself a seat behind the counter.

”Sit down, I have to talk to you before leaving,” Linkle ordered, correcting her golden earrings as well as her light-stringed necklace glimmering with self-crafted diamonds.

”What is it?” Raven asked, taking the seat before everyone else.

The others, being as disoriented as they were simply leaned against the walls, all the while, Linkle plucked a lipstick out of thin air. Conjuring a mirror next, she quickly applied the bright pink lipstick before letting it disappear into thin air–soon replaced by a small box of vanity.

”Well…” Pursing her lips, she rubbed them together before opening them back up with a loud pop. ”Soon Iʼll have a treasure trove of resources. I may leave this city once Iʼm done selling the stuff I make from it, or I may not, but one thingʼs for sure.”

Letting down both the box and the mirror, Linkle set her hands down and looked into Ravenʼs eyes. Shimmering like a star her gaze was flooding with dreams of better days, and the lavishness of her slitted dress and makeup, reflected how she felt on the inside.

”Iʼm done dealing with gold, itʼs cheap,” shaking her head, she kept her eyes glued on Raven. ”I never liked gold, itʼs hard to acquire, even harder to play with, but secrets and souls, well they have worth far greater than any pile of ingots.”

Her words made no sense to Raven, after all, heʼd often seen her as a gold-hungry witch. Yet now she was complaining that thatʼs not what she wanted, then what exactly did she want?

”A merchant that doesnʼt like gold? Hard to believe to be honest,” leaning towards her as well, Raven wanted to hear more of where this was going.

The word ʼsoulʼ also drew interest from the rest of the group as both Erika and Liliayana decided to lean forward against the table.

”Youʼve been dealing with a devil?” Erika questioned, her expression soured by the memory of her head priestess; sacrificing her sister nuns to a devil.

”Oi, wait a second…” Moving in between the two, Amedith slammed his hands on the desk as well. ”You were accusing the Mistress of being a devil and youʼre actually the one shaking hands with who knows who?!”

Turning her head across at everyone, Linkle moved herself back on her chair and rolled her eyes. Then shifting her eyes to Mel and Aria, she beckoned them closer as if giving them a chance to complain as well.

”You guys have anything to say too? Go on, donʼt let the crowd chase you away,” she mocked the entire party for criticising her shady dealings.

”Linkle! Answer me!” Slamming her hand against the table, Erikaʼs eyes turned a crimson red with anger. ”Have you made a deal with a devil?!”

Noticing the change in her eyeʼs hue, Linkle leaned forward with a smile.

”Oh sorry, am I talking to the devil sitting in that empty head of yours? Or maybe those cow tits since they apparently donʼt know when to stop growing!” Quickly shifting to Amedith before her words even registered in Erikaʼs head, she grabbed him by the collar and pulled him closer to her face. ”And youʼre fucking a devil, so donʼt ride your high horse like sheʼs probably been riding you!”

Red in the face at what sheʼd just said, both Amedith and Liliyana were left stuttering through their words. Even covering her face in embarrassment, the fae devil only looked at the witch through the gaps between her fingers.

”S-sh-shut up!” She screamed, angrily.

”What the hell?! My breasts arenʼt even that big you jealous bitch!” Finally catching up as well, Erika tried to fire back at Linkle, but it wasnʼt as effective.

Moving swiftly onto Aria and instantly her gaze alone had her tensed, Linkle looked at her hands once adorned by a pair of silver gauntlets.

”And youʼve been sacrificing your blood to a devil for power god knows how long,” quickly shifting her gaze to Mel, Linkle glared daggers at her for a moment before speaking. ”And you…where do I even start? Because believe me the goddess of bounty may not have blessed you with in the departments that matter, but she definitely overpowered hypocrisy.”

”WHAT?!” Catching stray even though she hadnʼt said anything, Mel felt a sudden pain in her chest just from Linkleʼs words alone.

In the meantime, the witch turned back to Raven, but instead of insults, she had something else entirely to say.

”You have some sense, an opportunistic bastard like me, why donʼt we talk without these idiots dropping in?” Familiar with his any-means-necessary approach to any problems, Linkle wanted to lean him into her side, especially since he was also the leader of his group.

”So are you gonna criticise me for my deal with the devil or hear me out and maybe earn my favour for any future help that you might need?”

It wasnʼt even a question, as Raven knew how integral Linkle had become for their operations. Especially with the teleportation rings–most of them now distributed to every one of his girls in Elenaris. Even so, turning his head towards his party members, he looked for any signs of dissent.

However, after being called out by Linkle for their hypocrisy, none of them had the galls to continue going against her.

”Like Helga taught us,” shifting his attention back again, Raven took a deep breath and sighed. ”Any means necessary, thatʼs how you win wars.”

And to his answer, Linkle once again smiled.