Taming The Villainesses novel Chapter 60

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(EP-60.1) Theo # 9

060 – Silver Rookie Theo #9

The man who suddenly appeared was wearing a bright red shirt and an octagonal hat.

On his chest was a brooch indicating his cadet rank.

Silver Rank 321. Furthermore, there was something like a yellow armband on his thick arm, with the word ‘Discipline’ written within.

“I am in charge of the SILVERS’ Disciplinary Committee, Conde. You know why I came here, right, Theo Gospel? It is an honor that a low rank like you get to meet this Conde, hehe.”

“Let Marmar go now...! If you pull so strongly, my tail will fall out...!”

Marmar struggled as her long, slender tail got caught in a tight grasp.

I couldn’t tell how painful that was because I didn’t have a tail. Nevertheless, based on the fact that it was the same as having your body part pulled, Marmar was probably in a lot of pain.

“This beautiful tail is a gift from Angmar...! If it’s pulled out, an Imp would be no different from Nymphs...!”

“You noisy bi†ch! Stop moving your tail!”

However, the man didn’t care about Marmar’s protests. His eyes were only focused on me.

“Hey, Theo Gospel, didn’t you hear me? How dare you not attend SILVERS’ opening meeting? What are you doing here?!”

Then two more men appeared from behind the one in red. It was not long before they surrounded me, as if trying to keep me from escaping.

Marmar recognized this and shouted.

“Comrade, you need to run away from here! «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» I, Marmar, will take care of this. Comrade must live and fulfill our ambition...!”

“Don’t even think about running away, Theo Gospel. Otherwise, this Imp friend of yours will become our intern.”

... What did he mean by ‘ becoming an intern’?

It was strangely familiar...

“An intern?”

“Yes. It’s a more cultured way of calling a slave. If you do run away, then this Imp will become an intern at the SILVERS Office!”

“Hieek...! Being an intern, I hate it...!”

Marmar began to struggle more and more, like a mouse caught by a cat. After all, she did almost get burned at the stake.

After that, she almost became a slave for real. Thus, the thought of being an ‘intern’ for the SILVERS, who would commit who-knows-what, must have frightened her to the core. _{freēwēbηovel.c૦m}

However, Conde did not stop there. He continued to add insidious threats.

“We treat our interns ‘well’. We will pay you 10,000 coins per hour!”

“Ten, ten thousand coins...?”

Marmar trembled in fear at that horrific sum. Meanwhile, Conde growled like a naughty old uncle who liked to harass children.

“Yes, that’s the ‘fitting’ wage for Ark’s faculty and staff! But get this, it gets even better, interns also get one tea break a day!”

“Tea, one tea break...?”

“Yes! Amazing, isn’t it? What’s even more amazing though is that you get one day off a month! Basically, the hardest thing you’ll do is just following the minimum rules. So that’s what an intern is.”

“Once a month... A day off...!”

Marmar was speechless, as if she had been so frightened by that terrible and harsh environment.

“Comrade...! Quick, run...!”

“Go, run, Theo Gospel. Also, you guys shut his mouth first, lest he spit out any nonsense. Don’t get fooled like Efside.”

As the crisis got closer and closer, I thought of the magic that I had just acquired at Fairy Night.

「Paimon: A high-ranking physical destruction spell. The higher the caster’s rank, the stronger the power and mana consumption.」

It was a trump card that could deal with this situation.

I didn’t know its ability or method, but the words, ‘high physical destruction spell,’ was quite foreboding.

Well, I needed to test my abilities anyway. Just that it was a bit of a stretch to do the first experiment on humans. Regardless, now was not the time to worry about such things.

And so, I stretched out my palms to Conde.

“Put Marmar down and leave. This is the last warning. Otherwise, you won’t like what will happen.”

My threat was half genuine, half bluff. However, the hope of them leaving without causing any problems was slightly greater than the former.

But these bas†ards simply laughed.

“Theo Gospel, it’s a known fact that you’re useless in a fight. Bluff all you want, but you yourself know that you have nothing to show for.”

Alright then, it seemed that there was no other option...

Thus, I loudly shouted.

—Paimon!

MARMAR APPRECIATION ILLUS❤️!

Edited by: faker