What Do You Mean There Are Other Transmigrators In My Harem Fantasy?

Chapter 754: That Guy Sounds Like Cancer

I reentered the camp and found the slavers occupying the far corner away from everyone else.

I'm guessing Meela told them that this was an all female party and their client especially did not want to be approached by males.

The slaves were also a mix of males and females though I noted that none of them were Mahuns.

There were Nekomatas, Inugamis and even Trasifs amongst them and by the looks of it, it doesn't look like any of them were there unwillingly.

I say that because the slavers had gone ahead to unchain them and they were moving freely amongst the group and some were even talking to the slavers that had chained them up in the first place.

My surprise must have shown on my face because Meela chuckled beside me, "First time seeing slave traders I take it?"

"Well... Not exactly... I've been to slave markets before and met slave traders there but the compliant slaves are usually trained slaves... Are these trained slaves?"

She nodded, "They're coming from the Republic of Modgnik to be sold in Lehcarouc Kingdom. So yes, these slaves have already been trained."

That explains pretty much everything then.

I was wondering why these slaves didn't run away if the slavers were robbed since that would be a prime opportunity for them to seek freedom.

Then again, I guess the collars they were wearing on their necks also contributed to that.

But now I know these weren't slavers but slave traders. In other words, they were just a merchant convoy.

"So what exactly happened to them?" I asked.

She shrugged, "If you want the details, you'll have to ask them. I only learned that someone attacked them and stole everything from them aside for the slaves."

"Wait, 'someone'? One person did this?"

"That's what they claim. That's why I don't really trust them completely yet and I'll be posting more sentries tonight. Ermm... If Aster wants to have some fun though..."

I waved my hand at her, "I'll have to pass on that... I've had quite enough for the day. Maybe tomorrow."

She did not argue and simply nodded her head in understanding, although I did not miss the look of slight disappointment on her face.

Nevertheless, I wasn't going to give in on this one, particularly because I did not have an infinite number of those stamina potions that I got from Lisa.

While the others started to prepare for dinner, I decided to approach the slaver group to ask them about their situation.

If my hunch was right, the fact that one person did this to them pretty much told me that there's a high chance that an Off-Worlder was involved in this.

I blinked at him, "How did one guy take all three wagons? Did he pile them up and carry them off or something?"

He grimaced, "Not... Not exactly. He had an enchanted bag that he stuffed the wagons into but he did stack our Dune Bison in a pile before carrying them off through a portal he made..."

Eh? If he's trying to arm people, he would only need the weapons and not the wagons since he not only has an enchanted bag but also the ability to teleport, right?

This doesn't make any sense... What even was his goal of robbing these slavers?

"Do you know why he robbed you then?" I asked.

He shook his head, "I don't think it's for money since that enchanted bag of his is already pretty expensive. And the fact that he had the strength to carry our Dune Bison like that... I don't know why he would even be a bandit instead of being a Mercenary."

I mean... I could think of several reasons why but now I'm about ninety percent sure this guy is an Off-Worlder.

"Could you tell me what he looked like?"

His brows furrowed slightly, "I wish I could... But he was wearing a mask the entire time. I would say the only thing that might identify him was the fact that he spoke rather weirdly."

I tilted my head at him, "How weirdly?"

"He would say some rather incomprehensible things like... Ermm... What did he say again? Something about his 'luck-metre' being 'off the charts' and that its a 'quantum anomaly' and something something 'skibidi toilet' or something."

...

Holy fuck. This isn't just an Off-Worlder... It's a brainrot Off-Worlder...

I sincerely hope that this guy isn't my target because I definitely don't want to deal with that. Heck, I'm afraid that I might even catch that brainrot if I were to meet him...

I groaned, "Did he do anything else then?"

He raised an eyebrow at me, "I apologise but... May I ask why you seem so interested in this person? Are you planning on catching him?"

I considered what I should tell him for a moment before nodding at him, "I suppose I should tell you that I'm a Mercenary as well though I'm not related to this group here, as I said. But I do have a quest where I'm hunting down specific people who are part of a cult. Right now what you said pretty much tells me that he might very well be one of them."

"Wait... You mean there's an entire cult of people who speak like that?"

"Well... Not exactly... At least the ones I'm hunting don't do that... It's just that they are really weird since they've been away from normal society and thus developed their own standards of common sense. Because of that, they intend to cause some trouble around and my client is keen on stopping that from happening. So if you know any other information about this guy, I could certainly use them."

He shrugged, "I would very much like to help you in that case but... I'm afraid that's the most that I know that I can give you, lady."

Hmmm... Oh well, at least knowing he has brainrot is quite a big identifier though I'm still not sure if he's my target. But this would make my search for such a person easier.

I guess I'll take what I can for now.