A Demon's Journey

A few days later, Yrellea used her Mystical Spiritual Connection Ring to contact Sargan.

She asked him curiously, "How is it going for you?"

Sargan replied coolly, "Quite well, actually. I have shortlisted my targets. I am waiting for an opportunity to begin my task officially. What about you?"

Yrellea replied to him, "I have shortlisted my targets as well. However, I need your assistance."

"How can I help you?" Sargan enquired interestedly.

"It won't be a difficult task for you," Yrellea assured him before she informed him of the situation on her end.

Sargan's face remained neutral as he heard the situation from Yrellea's mouth. The situation appeared to be quite troublesome for Yrellea.

Her future rivals were truly efficient and ruthless. It would be quite difficult for Yrellea to establish her Misty Flower Pavillion.

However, Yrellea had already thought up a plan. She soon began to inform Sargan all about it.

Sargan grew slightly surprised as he heard Yrellea's plan. He also approved of her plan within his mind.

However, Yrellea's plan was by no means perfect. Sargan gave a couple of suggestions to improve her plan even further.

And soon, they concluded what they needed to do.

On the very same day, Sargan went to Sector 7 and visited a couple of nightclubs. He remembered the names and the description of the ladies given to him by Yrellea.

He went to each nightclub and ordered these women. Their price in Spiritual Coins and Sargan had more than enough to afford these women.

The managers of these nightclubs had no idea that Sargan had gone and ordered multiple ladies from other nightclubs as well.

Nearly 30 ladies were coming to Sargan's house in Sector 6.

After they entered his house, he gathered them in the guest room one by one.

The ladies were quite surprised as Sargan went and sent another woman into the room. Soon, the room was completely packed.

After all 30 women had gathered, Sargan stood ahead of these women in the hall. All the women's vision was on Sargan.

He spoke with a serious gaze, "You must be curious about this occurrence here. I am sure you recognize the other women. They are either your colleagues and your rivals from other nightclubs."

"What is the reason for gathering us here?" One of the women lost her patience and asked Sargan.

"Let my comrade do the talking now," Sargan spoke as he activated his Mystical Spiritual Connection Ring to display a hologram of Yrellea.

The women were confused as they saw Yrellea. They were more or less sure that they had never met her.

"All of you must be confused to see me. I have indeed never met any of you in my life. However, I did do my research on each one of you." Yrellea spoke with a cool tone.

Before anyone could question her, Yrellea added, "According to my analysis of your background, I can guess that you were forced to join the nightclub and sell your bodies for them."

The women flinched upon hearing Yrellea's remarks. It felt as if someone was touching their mental scars.

"And?" One of the women coldly spoke while glaring at Yrellea. She definitely didn't appreciate the fact that Yrellea had investigated them.

"I am sure many of you are quite angry about the fact that I investigated your personal info. But it was quite important for me to do so for the following offer." Yrellea spoke with a serious tone.

"I can free you from your current life. However, in return, you will work for me." Yrellea spoke.

The women were quite surprised when they heard Yrellea's first sentence. They were even excited.

They were still quite young, and it had barely been a few years since their respective nightclubs 'hired' them.

They still held wild hearts that wished for freedom from such a life. Yrellea's words tugged their heartstrings.

Her following phrase, on the other hand, instantly worried them. They never expected Yrellea to free them for nothing, but they had thought it would be a one-time thing. But if it was to work for her, they were quite reluctant to promise such a thing.

"What will we be asked to do?" One of the women asked this question with an apprehensive expression.

At this moment, Sargan stepped forward and began speaking, "Allow me to explain. We are planning to build an information network that spreads to each part of this Kingdom. You can be a part of this organization, or you can choose to stay where you are."

"Information Network that spreads in the entire Kingdom?!"

This information once again shocked the women ahead of Sargan and Yrellea. They had never even dared to imagine something so grand.

"That's correct. However, the way you will gather information won't be through sexual relations. Instead, I will teach you some specific skills through which you can cultivate and also accomplish the tasks assigned to you."

"The skills you require for this would be to cultivate the skill I teach you along with skill in singing, music, poetry, managing, bartending, and massaging, etc." Yrellea finished speaking as she saw bright looks in the eyes of these women.

Once again, the women hadn't expected these words from Yrellea. They thought that they were merely going to change their employer and their jobs would remain the same.

However, as they heard Yrellea, they felt that they would join a rather impressive organization.

The thing that truly bought them was that they could use the skills they were proud of.

Yrellea was satisfied with their brightened looks, but the same couldn't be said about Sargan.

He spoke with a serious expression, "However, do remember that you have a crucial task. For the sake of the mission assigned to you, you might even need to seduce the men as you are ordered. Moreover, you must get information about all the prestigious guests in your pavilion."

The excitement on these women's faces faded quite a bit. Well, except for one woman, that is.

She had a single question to ask from Sargan. Raising her voice, she asked, "Will you protect us if a customer forces himself upon us? Personally, I find your proposal quite interesting. It is full of wild ambition. However, if you cannot protect us from our patrons, then our situation isn't changing by a whole lot."

Sargan and Yrellea were both slightly astonished to hear this question.

It was Yrellea who spoke with a smile behind her mask, "Making you do something against your wishes is not our intention at all. Thus, I give you my word that if anything happens, we will be sure to protect you."

Before any woman spoke, Yrellea added, "In fact, I will give you a blood contract. I will protect you as best as I can."

"A Blood Contract?!" The women were absolutely astonished to hear it from Yrellea's mouth.

Not just these women, even Sargan was surprised. However, he understood that if they wanted the loyalty of these women, they had to use something like a blood contract.

Yrellea spoke, "Yes, a blood contract. Now, it's your turn. Are you willing to leave behind that business and work for me?"

The women looked at each other. They whispered among themselves and discussed their decision.

A woman who appeared to be one of the eldest among them asked Yrellea, "What will be the name of this organization?"

Yrellea looked at the expressions of all the women and understood they were onboard.

She smiled behind her mask and spoke, "Misty Flower Pavilion."