The Unnamed God. I'm really Not a God You Guys!

****(POV) 

I can't believe my luck. 

Someone challenging the champion of the Moon Sect voluntarily? 

Clearly an idiot. 

One that was lucky enough to survive. 

For the target taunted was already gone. 

Still, I'm sure they would love to deal with that guy. 

It is only a matter of time before they learn of it. 

By then we will swoop in and offer him to them on a platter.

This should help our relationship with them. 

I can't believe he followed me so naively. 

Looking for a door at that. 

How dumb. 

Then I slowly guided him around our base. 

All until the moment where I made him our slave. 

He never saw it coming. 

He only glanced at the contract and signed it. 

The worse is he thought himself smart. 

I had so much trouble refraining from laughing. 

Especially when he confidently said that stuff about the Gluto church. 

It doesn't even deserve that much recognition. 

There is only one member, and he never steps outside. 

Why in hell would I try to pander to them? 

Ridiculous!

Now, I wonder what he did in the first place. 

To anger someone from that place I mean.

I'll slowly interrogate him. 

If he is just a fool, then there won't be much profit. 

I hope he has done something over the top. 

Something so bad they will be ready to pay to have him die. 

In any case, it didn't cost me anything to trick him. 

Only a bit of my time.

I simply happened to pass by. 

Also simply happened to hear about it. 

Lucky coincidences really. 

Or unlucky in his case.

I can't help but smile as I sip the wine I have. 

Helps me relax while working.

I'm working on the various slave shipments. 

A logistics nightmare. 

Hence why I was on a walk earlier. 

To relieve some of the stress. 

There are various sects out there all trying to buy battle slaves. 

Except they all want the transactions to be secretive. 

*Sigh*

Chances are there are more spies in their ranks than in ours. 

What is the point? 

I've already lost a few men because of it. 

They don't want anyone alive that can prove the deed. 

That's why I've been recruiting lately. 

After all, can't get my good slavers to die. 

The training costs do pile up otherwise. 

Then it all comes digging into the profit I am making. 

Not worth it for sure. 

I just wish these guys would relax for a second. 

Sure there will be a war. 

Sure lots of people will die. 

Sure, but so what? 

It's just what always happens but on a bigger scale. 

Running an honest business can be hard nowadays. 

If that wasn't enough, that is not my only problem. 

I do have people I need to answer to. 

Our slave business is all over the continent. 

Every loss needs to be explained to my superiors. 

There are a few leaders. 

Each overseeing a vast area. 

Let's just say the man I need to report to is a dick. 

Well, I am here for a reason. 

I'd rather be a snake bowing to a dragon. 

You know instead of a worm lording over ants. 

At least there are not that many dragons I need to care about. 

I can remain here safe and sound. 

Just need to be careful. 

"Chairman we are here!" 

What? 

I clearly asked for no one to disturb me.

Who's the idiot that doesn't know better? 

Judging by his tone there is no emergency either.

He sounds serious yet cheerful. 

I get up and open the door. 

Outside is one of our guards and…

How?! 

This is impossible! 

There stands an ordinary young man. 

Smiling at me peacefully. 

One that shouldn't be here. 

One that I just made a slave. 

This can't be. 

I gave him a direct order to ….

His arm.

Under the sleeve, I can see a very faint glow. 

The slave mark is activated already. 

Yet he isn't showing the slightest pain. 

He slowly starts walking toward me. 

Now! 

I dash toward my desk and grab the sword I have hidden underneath. 

I just need to kill him right now and…

[Aren't you worried about the automated system?] 

"Fool it isn't activated here!" 

He seems surprised. 

It is too late. 

He tries to awkwardly dodge. 

Only to fail lamentably. 

My sword is now about to collide with his face. 

No!

I can't kill him! 

He somehow knows how to bypass our magic. 

I need to know how! 

I stop it at the last moment. 

"Talk, how were you able to…"

[Ah, that was close! Almost lost the cool cloak!] 

What is he…? 

His clothes? 

[Now, were we? Right, something about having no protection from the system here. Isn't that great?] 

How stupid is he! 

He almost died right there! 

What is he…?

He comes closer. 

Then he grabs…my sword?! 

How are his hands fine?! 

This can't be happening! 

"I-I order you to stop!" 

[Ah, right there is that whole thing about you ordering me. Let's fix this shall we?] 

I try to move but he grabs my face.

"No, please stop! I'll do anything just!"

*SLASH* 

"guihreugheriughr"

It hurts! 

What did he…my tongue! 

[Now that should help. Much better. *Turning* Oh yeah, by the way, you unknowingly helped an enemy screw up your so-called chairman.]

"No! This can't be ...I didn't mean to..!" 

[Oh I know. In any case, welcome to the traitor life *wink*] 

The guard falls to the ground. 

Who the hell is this guy?!

How is he able to render a rank 3 like me helpless so easily?!

I'm one of the stronger ones too! 

This can only mean…this man is strong enough to go against our strongest forces. 

Alone. 

Even with numbers, the best we can do is defend against him. 

No way we could ever prevent him from running away, however. 

Such a man can also casually ignore a successful slave contract. 

How?! 

He moves toward the vault. 

He will ask me for the password.

Torture it out of me. 

This is a chance. 

I need to somehow buy time. 

Soon there is bound to be someone passing nearby. 

I just need to delay. 

Can I?!