𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟐: 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐄𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝 (𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟓)
When I arrived at the slave trader’s, I was troubled.
It’s very big. (The shop)
The threshold to enter here is high.
Moreover, the letter of introduction from the old man was burned and lost.
I turn on my heel and watch the shop from the corner of the street.
The people coming and going are well-dressed.
This is impossible without a letter of introduction.
As I was about to give up and go home,
There are several men and women in the alley, chained by the neck and feet.
What is this world?
A den that completely ignores the UN Declaration of Human Rights.
I walk forward while searching.
Something caught my attention.
𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐯𝐞: No name (Empire’s 8th Princess: Marie・Louise・Penyāria) Female, 12 years old
𝐄𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐩𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭: Ring of Orthodoxy
𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐯𝐞: No name (Imperial Knight: Beatrix・de・Francesco) Female, 22 years old
I stop and search.
The loli has burns over most of her upper body, and her skin is keloid up to her hairline. It seems she can’t see with her left eye.
The Kukkoro knight is missing her left foot, has no front or back teeth, and her thigh bone is fractured and healed in a strange direction, so she probably can’t walk straight.
𝐓𝐋-𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚: 𝐈𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 “𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭” (くっころ騎士). 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭’𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 “𝐊𝐮𝐤𝐤𝐨𝐫𝐨.”
The cartilage of her nose is also pointing in a strange direction.
Both of them seem to be in poor nutritional condition, unforgivable.
“Sir, do you like them?”
A sleazy little man speaks up.
Is this guy the shop owner?
He seems very suspicious. . .
“How much for this kid?”
“This girl was quite a beauty before she was burned in the war and became a slave because she had no relatives. She comes from a sturdy family, so her children will grow up strong. Five gold coins.”
She’s not yet physically capable of giving birth!! The director is still not ready!!
I retort only in my mind.
“Hmm, and how about this older woman?”
“This woman is not as old as she looks. I think she can still be used. Ten gold coins.”
I see, these people were either war prisoners or sold due to a political upheaval. . . Tomorrow could be me.
The Ring of Orthodoxy is an item you can pick up in the mid-game coal mine dungeon.
Just equipping it increases all parameters by 1.5 times.
It’s an item that becomes unnecessary in the end game, but it’s quite powerful if you have it from the beginning.
“Shopkeeper, what are you going to do with these two?”
“We are heading north, so we will sell our goods along the way, and if we can’t sell them, we will have them bought at the coal mine.”
I think. So this is how they drop items when they die in the coal mine.
If I buy her, I get the ring. That’s a good deal. . .
If I think about combat, it’s probably Kukkoro-san, right?
I have enough money to buy both, but what should I do? Me?
Ah, the old man did say to buy a slave, but he didn’t say how many.
I guess I’ll take both. . .
“Excuse me, sir? Is there something you’re not satisfied with?”
I take out nine gold coins from the bag I sold the sword.
I put the coins in my palm.
I pretend to search my pocket and take out three gold coins from storage.
The shopkeeper’s face changes.
“I’m not sure which one to buy. It costs money to feed them. The older woman can move right away, but she’s expensive. The kid will take a lot of training before she can move.”
“If you buy both, I’ll give you one large silver coin for twelve gold coins.”
“I see, if I get the older woman moving, I can hold out until the kid can move. But, shopkeeper? You’re not making a profit, are you?”
“No, no, if we head north as we are, it will cost us a living. Honestly, I didn’t want to stay in this town for long. I was planning to leave as soon as I sold the two, but I was honestly worried because they weren’t selling well. It’s a stroke of luck if you can buy them.”
“Two women for twelve gold coins and one large silver coin in return, is that okay?”
“Yes, that’s fine. Shall I prepare the slave collars for you?”
“Yeah, I’ll take it. I’ll buy them.”
I hand over twelve gold coins and the shopkeeper starts to prepare the documents with a satisfied look on his face.
Probably, the initial asking price was a rip-off.
I wait. The eyes of the passing citizens are cold.
What’s the matter, it’s fine because it’s not exposed, right?
I receive the large silver coin and the document, and register the master in the slave collar.
Oh no, the eyes of the two are not highlighted. . . Is this what they call rape eyes. . .
The two dirty women in tattered clothes, walking unsteadily behind me, oh, the eyes of the townspeople hurt.
If I go home like this, I feel like it will stand out and cause trouble.
I check into a cheap inn that I had checked out before.
It seems to be an inn where strangers often stay. My source of information is Tappo.
As soon as I enter the inn, the innkeeper’s eyes are stern as 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡!!
Before the innkeeper can open her mouth, I place a large silver coin on the table.
“It’s for a double bed room for three people for one night.”
There was a sound of something breaking in the back of the inn.
Something seems to have happened in the back.
I attack the frowning innkeeper with another gold coin.
“Clean up my buddy.”
I indicate the back.
Suddenly, the innkeeper becomes friendly.
Capitalism is great.
To the smiling innkeeper.
“I don’t have any clothes for my buddy to wear, so please prepare some easy-to-move clothes, three sets of underwear, boots, and a hooded cloak with this.”
I handed over four gold coins.
𝘐’𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴.
I wait in the room until the two slaves finish washing.
The innkeeper’s daughter came to deliver the change of clothes she bought.
I was looked at with great curiosity.
It’s the daughter who broke the plate in the back. Is she about the same age?
Her face is red. Even her ears are red.
Ah, probably from this.
She must be imagining that I’m going to wrestle with two female slaves from daytime.
Is she interested in such things even though she’s still young?
The slaves come in with the sound of a knock.
They are wearing brand new underwear, they have become clean, but the scars peeking from their skin are painful.
I close the door. The women shudder at the sound of the locked door.
I give orders to the silent slaves standing in front of me.
“Take off your clothes.”
The slaves reluctantly undress.
Hmm. It was severe.
It must have been a rough treatment.
Let’s start with the loli.
I search the naked loli as if licking her all over.
I’m looking for the Ring of Orthodoxy!! This is necessary!!
I searched even inside her mouth, but I couldn’t find it.
If she’s equipped with it, she should be wearing it.
Could it be inside her stomach? Such a thing would come out right away, wouldn’t it?
I switch to palm search and look for it.
I found it. It’s under her navel.
I feel like I heard the loli’s voice for the first time, but I ignore it.
I stick my finger inside her (deep meaning) and search.
“Don’t move!! It’s an order!!”
The loli shrinks at the sound of my voice. She closes her eyelids tightly.
I feel something hard with my fingertips. I pinch it with my index and middle fingers and pull it out.
Loli fluid is stringy.
The loli’s face turned pale when the ring was taken away.
Hmm, it’s dirty.
I grab the loli’s chin with my hand and put the ring I pinched with my fingers into her mouth to clean it.
“Eh, eh, guh.”
The loli’s eyes are teary.
“Hmm, this should be fine.”
I put on the ring. Yeah, it feels good. I can equip it too.
Tears are flowing endlessly from the loli’s eyes, which have lost their light and become cloudy.
Now, let’s test the ring!!
I search Kukkoro knight over and over.
Interesting, no. This is also necessary!!
There’s no doubt she was riding a horse.
Is this how the muscles of a cavalryman become. . . There are beans in strange places.
When I equip this ring, my accuracy improves.
I’ve enjoyed. . . no, I’ve searched thoroughly.
The slaves shudder at the sound of my voice.
I take out a potion to cheer myself up and gulp it down.
Alright!! I’m full!!
“Here we go!! Heal! Heal! Heal! Heal! Heal! Heal! (Haa Haa) Heal! Heal! Heal! Heal! (Haa Haa Haa Haa).”
I used too much, I’m getting dizzy.
I take out another potion and drink it.
I search the two of them, but it seems there’s no more bad places.
The loli’s left eye, Kukkoro-san’s defect, and the scars of the two have disappeared.
The two women are surprised.
They have become clean, but half of the loli’s scalp is still not growing hair.
It will probably grow eventually.
“You can move. Is there anything wrong with your body?”
“Ah, no. There’s nothing. I can see.”
“Ah, my leg, my leg. . .”
“Does it hurt?”
“No, it’s okay. It moves.”
The women observe their own bodies with a curious look.
“Report if there’s any abnormality.”
I untie the leather string on the chest of my shirt. I take off the ring, thread it through the leather string and tie it.
I hang it around the naked loli’s neck as it is.
“Keep it. Don’t take it off your body.”
“Ah. Yes. Thank you.”
The loli stares at the ring in a daze.
“Now, get dressed. Rest until it gets dark. Leave the inn when it gets dark.”
🔹𝙰𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜.𝚌𝚘𝚖 ― 𝙸𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚟e𝚕𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 “𝚍𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚞𝚙𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜” 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚌e𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚊p𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜🔹
Three hermits after the sun goes down.
We leave the inn and head for a deserted alley.
I use the pawn of movement when I see that there are no watchers by searching.
We moved to an unmanned gardener’s hut on the premises.
It’s pitch dark around.
We proceed through the forest-like garden.
The slaves seem to be scared.
I knock on the back door of the mansion.
I lower my hood and wait.
The maid checks my face and after the sound of unlocking the lock, the door opens.
The head maid greeted me.
“These are the slaves I bought. They are my maids. Teach them what they need to know.”
The head maid nods, as if she had heard from the old man.
I hand them over.
The two of them seemed quite surprised.
“What’s your name?”
“Ah, um. . .”
“I don’t have a name.”
A flustered loli and a chest-puffing Kukkoro-san.
They seem to have abandoned their names.
“I see. . .then.”
I, the two who became my exclusive maids, Vesta, as expected, her movements are beautiful, trained as an imperial officer.
Her hair, which was cut short, has become a flaxen short cut.
Marca seems awkward, maybe her maid outfit is too big.
She skillfully braids her blonde hair with a three-strand braid to hide the hairless parts.
It seems that her hair is growing back smoothly.
Well, I’m feeding her well, so her body will fit the clothes eventually.
A rumor spread through the town.
Everyone was surprised because the old man, a notorious usurer in the downtown area, was walking around the town on both legs.
“That heavy drinker has given up alcohol and started showing his face at the church.”
The reformed old man worked for the people of the town and ended his life as a respected citizen.
Only the rumor of the mysterious wizard who healed his legs, the “Grey Mage,” remained in the hearts of the townspeople forever.