LEVEL EVERYTHING UP in my Eldritch Tribe

Chapter 38 - 38: Real world Tribe idea

Suddenly, Lyerin paused mid-step.

Corora and Cornelia, clinging to him, exchanged questioning looks.

Corora's eyes

The women exchanged glances, fear and hope mingling in their eyes. They don't know why he needed them, but they felt like they needed to answer carefully.

They saw how scary Lyerin was, killing the two traffickers earlier with ease.

One by one, they nodded their heads.

They had questions, of course, but none that could change their current reality. Survival was the priority, and Lyerin was their best chance. And he didn't seem to want to harm them like the first two.

Lyerin crouched down and gently placed Corora and Cornelia on the ground. He looked each of the women in the eyes, his expression serious. "Introduce yourselves," he said firmly.

The seven women exchanged uncertain glances, hesitating before one of them spoke up.

The first woman, a petite brunette with a determined look in her eyes, stepped forward. "My name is Maria," she began. "I come from a wealthy family. My parents are business moguls, and I wanted to become an idol to make a name for myself beyond their shadow. But I was naive and ended up here, trapped by those monsters."

Next, a tall, athletic woman with short hair introduced herself. "I'm Elena. My family isn't wealthy. We live in a middle-class neighborhood. I trained in martial arts and thought becoming an idol would bring me and my family a better life. Instead, I was deceived and sold into this nightmare."

A slender woman with long, flowing hair stepped forward next. "My name is Sophia. I'm from a poor province. My family struggled to make ends meet. When the opportunity to become an idol came up, it seemed like a dream come true. But it turned into a nightmare when I was kidnapped and brought here."

Lyerin listened intently, his eyes scanning each woman's face as they spoke. He hated the Borgias Family the most and needed to ensure there were no connections to them among these women.

If one of them were from the Borgias Family, he would execute her or them without hesitation, regardless of the others' feelings.

A young woman with glasses, looking fragile but resolute, spoke next. "I'm Lydia. My family is also middle-class. I loved singing and wanted to share my music with the world. But instead of finding a stage, I found myself in chains."

Another woman, with fiery red hair and a fierce demeanor, stepped forward. "I'm Fiona. I come from a wealthy background, but my family disowned me when I chose to pursue a career as an idol. I thought I could prove them wrong, but I ended up here instead."

A timid girl with soft features and a quiet voice was next. "My name is Emily. My family isn't well-off. We live in a small village, and becoming an idol was my way of helping them. But it all went wrong when I was captured."

Finally, the last woman, with a calm and composed expression, introduced herself. "I'm Natalie. My family is of modest means. I've always been passionate about dance and thought becoming an idol would let me shine. But I fell into the hands of traffickers instead."

Lyerin heaved a sigh of relief.

None of them were from the Borgias Family.

His hands would not be tainted today.

As the women finished their introductions, Lyerin nodded. "You have been through a lot," he said. "But now, you need to understand the reality of the world outside. The two traffickers showed you the cruelty that awaits outside, and I'm here to confirm that it's all true."

Corora, clinging to his side, nodded in agreement. "We barely survived outside," she added softly. "The world has become so dangerous now, I don't know what to do."

The women looked at each other, absorbing the gravity of the situation. Lyerin's presence gave them a glimmer of hope, but they needed to see the truth for themselves.

Lyerin continued, "Now, there's something important I need to know. How old are you all?"

The women glanced at each other, then one by one, they answered. "We're all turning eighteen this year," they said almost in unison.

Lyerin nodded, satisfied with their responses. He needed to ensure their age before considering bringing them into the ruined magical world and integrating them into the tribe he planned to build.

The relief on Lyerin's face was palpable. "Good," he said. "That means you're all old enough to enter the ruined magical world."