Marcus staring blankly at the man who was currently proposition him for nightly activities thought, ‘Is this man an idiot, has that line actually worked for him before, oh whatever this is a chance for me to get one of the slavers alone.’

Looking up at the man Marcus put on his best smile before responding, “certainly I do not mind, so should we head upstairs?”

The man was shocked for a moment before a lecherous smile appeared on his face and he started moving towards the stairs. Normally, one would not have been able to head to the rooms upstairs but since the band of slavers were loyal customers, they had access to certain privileges. Before entering inside one of the bedrooms Marcus decided to check out the man’s level.

‘Hm, level twelve so he is one higher than me but with the element of surprise I should still be able to incapacitate him… wait level twelve I should not be able to see his level since it is higher than mine.’

‘Status’

Name: Marcus Ferrous

Age: 28

Race: Unbound Ghost (Human Irene Soul Tethered)

Level: 11

HP: 520/520-340/340

MP: 470/470

STR: 10(+25)

AGL: 38

VIT: 10(+24)

INT: 47

SPR: 49(+3)

Stat Points: 0

Skill Points: 1

Unique Skills: Personal Status

Skills: Small Item Box, Lesser Regeneration Lvl 1, Digging Lvl 1, Fighting Lvl 2, Magic Circulation Lvl 2, Iron Magic Lvl 2, Disassembly Lvl 2, Stealth Lvl 2, Lightning Magic Lvl 2, Creature Appraisal Lvl 2, Fire Magic Lvl 1, Danger Sense Lvl 2, Darkvision Lvl 1, Scythemanship, Superior Lvl 2, Healing Magic Lvl 1

Blessing of Iron

Race Abilities: Invisible, Ethereal, Chill Zone, Float, Possession, Undying

Possessed Race abilities:

Specter Powers: Ghost Sounds

‘Ah my creature appraisal is a level higher now, I must have just advanced it when I appraised those guys earlier. I wonder how effective it will be now, only one way to find out I just have to keep using it.’

While he was checking his status and thinking about his leveled-up appraisal skill the slaver had begun lighting candles in one of the upstairs rooms. Marcus then walked into the room confident in his plan to siphon information from this slaver. Closing the door behind him the man then said, “Are you ready to get started though I have to warn you I do like it a bit rough.”

“That’s fine I promise not to hurt you too bad.”

With a bewildered look on his face the slaver suddenly felt a tug on his feet as he was knocked over onto his back. When he looked at his feet, he noticed threads glimmering in the candle light before Marcus slammed onto the man’s torso. Reeling from the shock the man had no time to defend when Marcus put his index fingers on both of his temples before unleashing a spark spell. Short circuiting the slaver’s brain the man passed out immediately from the sudden influx of electricity.

‘Well, that should do it, he probably will not wake up for a little while so let us get to work.’

Marcus then took some rope out of his item box and began tying the man up. With his scant amount of knowledge with knots it took Marcus many minutes before he had a horrible tangle of rope that was binding the man.

‘Definitely not my best work but, as long as he is restrained that is all that matters. Now all I have to do is wait for him to wake up and persuade him to tell me where Lilia is. Hopefully, they still have her because tracking her down across another continent would not be fun.’

Waiting for the man to wake up for nearly half an hour Marcus finally decided to cast minor heal on the guy until he woke up.

“What the hell, do you think you are going to get away with this bitch, I am part of a very powerful group and I promise you will wish you were dead when I am through with you.”

As the man struggled and kept throwing out threats he could not back up, Marcus started to get down to business.

“Listen I do not have time for you rants, let us get through this the easy way where you answer my questions and this whole process is nice and painless. First, you recently attacked a village up north where you killed and kidnapped all of the people, I am looking for the survivors where are they. Second, I want to know the schedule of your bosses Ander, Osman, And Tyrell, and third how many of you are currently in your group.”

The man looked at Marcus with a face full of surprise as Marcus knew the names of his leaders and of their recent attack on the isolated logging community. Shaking his head and steeling himself the man looked at Marcus with a mocking expression before saying, “I am not going to tell you anything do your worst.”

At that Marcus responded saying, “okay but you asked for it.”

He then went over and grabbed one of the pillows on the bed and tore it open causing a huge plumb of feathers to cover the room. Picking up the part of the torn pillow case Marcus headed over towards the man placing the cloth over his face ready to begin his torture. Soon the sound of wheezing and crying resounded in the well sound proofed room as Marcus began a round of water boarding on the unfortunate man.

“Huff huff huff, please stop I can’t breath.”

After water boarding the man for nearly an hour making the man cry profusely and nearly pass out from not being able to breath, he finally caved willing to tell Marcus what he wanted.

“Fine you win please just stop it hurts, I will tell you what you want to know.”

“Good now where are the people you recently kidnapped.”

“The ones that are left are being stored in our warehouse right now, it is located in the warehouse district near the river on the northwestern side, a big building made of dark wood, and it has a distinct red roof. There are always two guards posted out front.”

“You just mentioned the ones that are left, does that mean you have already sold some of them.”

Fear began to well in the man’s eyes when he heard this expecting that Marcus might start to water boarding him again if he gave an undesirable answers. However, when Marcus started reaching for the pillow case the man started spilling his guts once more.

“Yes, I am sorry some of them have already been sold mostly just a few of the older women the younger ones take more time to train.”

A bit of relief filled Marcus’ face when he heard this hoping that Lilia was still within his grasp. He then asked the man if they still had Lilia giving her description and the man began nodding his head signaling that she was still in their custody.

‘Okay they still have Lilia that is good, it sucks for the other people that were already sold, but I am no saint, and even if I can only rescue Lilia that is what I will have to do.’

“Now then when are your bosses away and how many members are in your group right now.”

The tied-up slaver then went into great detail about the numbers and schedules of his group which currently numbered seventeen. Unfortunately, they erred on the side of caution and their leader or one of his lieutenants are always present along with at least the two guards outside and three plus one of the leaders inside. Marcus also found that the best time for him to attempt a rescue would be in two days when the weakest lieutenant Osman and only the minimum number of guards would be there.

‘Okay I have the information I want from this guy so now I need to make sure he is not found for the next two days.’

Realizing that he had answered all of the questions Marcus wanted to know and figuring that there would be no more water boarding the man regained a bit of his bravado and said, “Even with that information it will not matter, I promise you will fail and get captured and when you do, I am going to turn you and that girl into my own personal dogs.’

Rolling his eyes at the man’s impossible threat Marcus once again placed his index fingers on his temples before shocking him back into dreamland.