They are Goddesses So I am the Devil?, Or...

"T-t-that's, huumm, i-if us—"

*Bang*

"Eehhhhkkkgggf"

Weasel was sent 5 meters away from where he was by a simple slap from the boss.

"Don't you dare contradict me, you filthy rat. I'm the one in charge here, understand!!!"

He said looking down at the weasel, with an unstoppable rage.

"Y-y-yes, yes, yes sir!!!. I'm s-s-sorry sir!!!"

Weasel said standing on the ground, while blood dripped from his snout and mouth.

"I'm glad you understood, now get out of my way, unless you want to end up the same way as the carriage."

"Y-yes sir."

'Tsk, miserable without brain'

He thought about the obviously not said.

The boss turned his attention to the still closed carriage and started counting.

"1… 2… 3…"

He raised his axe and began to accumulate magical power in both his muscles and the axe, improving the cutting and impact.

"4… 5… 6…"

An aura began to become visible to everyone still in the area whether they were down or not.

"7… 8…"

"Wait!!!"

A sharp voice came from inside the carriage and soon the door was opened and a beautiful young woman stepped out. She had red hair and white skin, with clear blue eyes and seemed to exude an air of nobility from her gaze.

"Miss, come back inside quickly!!!"

"Don't do that sen- Urggghhh"

"Shut up, dog!!!"

Despite being frightened and horrified by the sight of so many of her knights and servants lying lifeless on the ground or being tormented, Clemencia showed none of it and just looked at her boss and said.

"I am Clemencia Ampala Kristova, mistress of this convoy and who are you?!"

The Boss and practically all the bandits remained silent, staring at the beautiful woman for longer than they should have. Until the boss broke the silence.

"Buaaaaahhhhahahaha a little girl like that as the boss of an entire convoy?! The 'nobles' certainly have a unique sense of humor, hahahahah!!!"

The boss's shrill and tasteless laughter was soon followed by the other bandits, but even so Clemencia did not waver and continued to look at the boss without any apparent reaction.

He stopped laughing shortly after and said.

"Aaahhhh it's been a long time since I laughed so much. My name is Dangar, the leader of the Expendable group. After all, everyone is expendable if they are not useful to us. And you are going to be very… useful, so you can be happy. Oh great Clemencia, buuuhhhhuu"

The boss said with a look of both mockery and lust.

Before Clemencia could say anything, one of her knights, with a slightly broken helmet, stood in front of her and shouted.

"WATCH HOW YOU TALK TO LADY CLEMENCIA, YOU WORTHLESS WORM."

Obviously the leader did not like the knight's attitude.

"Hunf, there is still someone who wants to bark at what my men are doing."

He said, rolling his eyes, looked at the knight and quickly swung his axe in his direction.

A wave of cutting came out of the axe and hit the knight hard, but he managed to defend the sharp blow with his sword but was still pushed, ended up tripping and falling.

The knight got up at the same time, but the damaged helmet ended up coming off, revealing the face of a woman not much older than Clemencia underneath.

"Amanda! Why are you here?!"

Before the young knight could answer.

"Buuuaaahhhahhahaha, well, it looks like today was a good hunt, boys. We got a convoy and two beauties."

The other bandits laughed together and one of the bandits closest to the knight saw the perfect moment to attack.

Even with training, Amanda couldn't turn around and found herself on the ground again with the man on top of her, looking at her with the same expression of mockery and lust that the boss had looked at Clemencia.

"Hey boss, is it okay if I try her out a little now?"

He asked without any shame.

The boss looked at the knight on the ground, at Clemência and at his subordinate and laughed again.

"Há!! Very well, be quick, you're not the only one who wants a taste."

The man on top of Amanda smiled and quickly took out a new dagger and cut the leather straps that held the armor together. Amanda didn't let it go and did her best to free herself, but the fatigue from the fight and the mental exhaustion from using too much magical power were already getting to the young woman.

'No, no no no, please, someone, anyone, please help Amanda, please!!!!'

The boss saw the suffering that seeing a possible friend about to be raped in front of her caused in mercy and he was loving it.

The greater the anguish due to his own helplessness, the greater the desire he had to see more of this suffering in her. He loved the feeling of superiority that came with this situation.

Without the top part of the armor and about to have the mesh also cut, Amanda could only continue to move, trying to get the man off of her without success. He also sabotaged the young knight's suffering, grabbed her by the neck and slowly moved the dagger towards the young girl's lower body.

However, before he had a chance to do anything, his entire body suddenly froze, and out of nowhere came a voice, a grandmother's that everyone could hear clearly but that didn't seem to be speaking to him. Everyone heard it as if the person was right next to them.

"Hmm, I thought it would be interesting to see what mating would be for you."

It was the voice of a young man, maybe 27 years old. Moments later, out of nowhere, a young man who looked exactly that age appeared on the road a little behind the convoy.

"But I think I prefer it when both parties agree to the act. Isn't that much more interesting?"

He smiled as he asked something that they couldn't understand. Even more so because they were almost hypnotized by the smile. A gentle and beautifull smile, but that for some reason also seemed extremely scary and somehow wrong.