episode_0124

“Shut up!”

Marianne clicked her tongue as she looked at the children, who were crying loudly because they missed their mother, and were being held by women, frightened by the guard’s words.

“Is it your child?”

“Oh, no.”

“Hmm.”

Marian, who was looking around, walked without any worries and sat down against the cold wall. The ribbon that tied her wrists suddenly turned into a handkerchief and was spread on the floor like a mat.

“ㅡAren’t you a noble?”

“I think that’s right?”

Naturally, one by one, all eyes gathered.

“I… . Are you a noble by any chance?”

The woman who spoke to Marianne for the first time looked carefully and asked.

“uh.”

Several women who had lowered their heads raised their heads at the sight of such a confident appearance. A sneer appeared on their lips. These women had already been brought here for over a week. Those noble nobles would be sold as sex slaves just like them, no doubt. It was funny to see them not yet grasping the situation, but their situation was no different, so they quickly became depressed again.

But the woman close to her did not give up hope. Because she was so calm.

“Perhaps. Is there anyone who can come rescue me?”

“Well? What do you think?”

“…!”

That answer alone made the eyes of some quick-witted women brighten.

“Please, please, me too.”

“Why did you come here?”

It was a very small whisper, but Marian said with a grin.

“…Dad sold it.”

It was a young woman who might have just become an adult.

‘That’s really crazy.’ Marian muttered softly and patted her back.

Since it could be said to be the last line for them, they all answered the questions obediently.

*

‘Nazar. how is it?’

[People are gathering. This auction house is certain.]

I received a complete report from Nazar.

Humans are truly amazing.

Because I heard everything that was going to happen in the future.

I am amazed.

In a bad way.

The ‘Steeltooth Mark Slave’ was different from the slave necklace that ended when it was taken off and restricted it with pain.

It really changes the person’s very thinking.

Unlike contracts made with mutual consent, it does not work for mentally strong people, but how strong can a person held as a slave be mentally strong? There are many ways to break a person’s mental strength.

After the auction is over and the winning bid is paid, the winning bidder is branded in front of him. It is said that the process may be carried out in a public place depending on the successful bidder’s preference.

‘… A slave seal in a public place?’

Nazar didn’t say anything more, so I don’t know his exact intention, but I have a feeling it won’t be good.

Of course, stigma cannot be abused that much. As mental manipulation itself is a high-level magic, the mana required even with the help of magic tools is enormous, so unless you are an excellent magician, it is impossible to brand yourself without the help of magic stones.

Well, even so, it doesn’t work on those with excellent mental power. According to Nazar, it’s just a lack of magical power. So what happens if I use it?

‘What was that over there?’

[As there were works of art and magic tools and quite useful items to be exhibited next, we also hired a few executives.]

Well, in short, most of the information I just heard was obtained by robbing the executives that Nazar had captured.

Why does the extra income you get from beating up bad guys feel so sweet?

In short, most of the people here would become slaves.

‘If I weren’t here today.’

An evil smile appeared on my lips.

[It is possible at any time.]

‘I’ll watch a little more.’

[All right.]

There are people who are self-employed by borrowing money from these people, but even so, they are treated harshly. To what extent is classification necessary?

After finishing my communication with Nazar, it was time to adjust my posture and sit down.

“Ugh, dark.”

Unintentionally, an arm’s length away from where I was sitting, a girl who must have been about nine years old was crying, shedding tears like chicken shit.

“Mom, Mom… … I miss you. Help me. I’m scared, hehe.”

When I see a child crying, I feel bad for no reason.

“Come here.”

I gestured to the child.

The child blinked his big eyes and then came into my arms.

What is this feeling? Is it because I didn’t see many crying children in the first place? The child’s hair was soft. After comforting and listening to the story, I realized that the child had been kidnapped from quite a distance away.

“Don’t worry, you’ll find it.”

I took out the chocolate and put it in the child’s mouth. The way he looked up at me with surprised eyes in my arms was quite cute, so I scooped up a few pieces of chocolate.

“Sleep well.”

It was a bit gloomy. I took out a blanket, covered the child, and stood up.

A loud voice is heard.

“Go away, you bastards! Cursed things, don’t come near me!”

It was a loud voice full of anger.

“Are you really a dwarf?”

“How did you get dragged in?”

“Shut up, don’t come near!”

I looked into the next room with curious eyes.

‘I can not see. Dwarf?.’

miss you.

I looked around and saw a familiar expression.

“Are you really a dwarf?”

“I heard so.”

“I saw him a few days ago and he was an old man with long ears.”

“Grandpa with long ears…”

Unable to overcome my curiosity, I put my finger to my mouth and said, ‘Shh.’ and went to the next room.

“Wow… … ”

I was inadvertently impressed. Looking at his strong arm muscles and body, I think he was about the same height as me. He even had a long beard, so he looked just like I had imagined.

It was just amazing.

According to Emilia, dwarves were a stubborn race that would not break their stubbornness even if they died.

‘Because he’s a little kid…’

When I think about what I heard as a child, I felt like I was living in a place not too far from elves. Then, I must have been living in a safe barrier, so why am I here?

“Ha, wow.”

I looked down at the dwarf, who was breathing heavily as if he had been in a commotion for a while.

Both legs were completely amputated due to the chains wrapped around them, and the left ring and little fingers were also missing. As for the right hand, can it be said to be fine? All of the fingernails on the remaining fingers were pulled out, leaving only crusts visible.

“Grandpa. Does it hurt a lot?”

I bent my knees next to him and got to eye level.

“Stupid girl, this doesn’t look painful… Huh?”

The dwarf’s eyes, which were filled with hatred and anger, were filled with feelings of surprise, wonder, admiration, and disbelief, and although they were shorter than those of the elf, their pointed ears perked up.

“But why are your hands like that?”

He blurted out in a voice that seemed innocent enough to fit the situation.

“Elf… ?”

“I’m human.”

I tilted my head.

‘No, that can’t be right. It’s an elf, or a harp? But the ears are too strong for a quarter.’

The dwarf muttered something under his breath, and his eyes lit up.

“Lady. Can you help me?”

He was planning to convey his will to the girl in front of him.

“Yes.”

I nodded obediently. I was planning to save it from the beginning, and the reason I stayed quiet now was because I thought there wouldn’t be any harm in staying here a little longer. But this person needed treatment right away.

‘Nazar, the dwarven grandfather is here.’

[yes… ?]

I sent a message and used recovery magic.

I lightly ran my hand over the bulging muscles, which were stained with black scabs and scars. And when a little more magic power was poured into the damaged area, fingers and legs that were too white to be his skin sprouted.

‘Well, I guess I wasn’t born with bronze skin.’

I ignored it and nodded in satisfaction.

*

“What the hell is this…”

“It doesn’t hurt anymore, right?”

‘Is it a dragon, not an elf?’ The dwarf, who was muttering, closed his mouth tightly like a seashell.

She tilted her head and looked at the iron bars as if she hadn’t heard.

“Hmm. Should I leave now?”

Still, it would be a little disappointing to leave now, but it was a time when she was worried.

Many footsteps are heard.

“Grandpa. Just be quiet for a moment, okay?”

Marian said and cast an illusion spell on him before going into the next room.

‘Maybe it’s because the wound has healed, but his expression looks much more comfortable, so he’ll be fine.’

It is time for the slave auction to begin. Women came in who were full of anger because they had put on so much makeup.

“Well, we will all dress up so that it can be sold at a good price. You will be happy only when you meet a good owner.”

Some of the women hiccuped as if they were surprised by something, but the staff didn’t care and started taking them out one by one.

‘-What is it?’

They felt puzzled. This was because they were quiet women who did not rebel at all even in situations where they would normally twist their bodies and cry because they did not want to go out. However, they didn’t think it was a big deal because it was comfortable, and their doubts peaked when they tried to catch Marian.

“Take the lead.”

She moved out of the cage as if it were her own room and tilted her chin.

“Ha.”

The employee, who was a former prostitute, let out a laugh. She was about to say something, but said, ‘There’s no need to provoke such a quiet girl.’ With that in mind, she swallowed it and walked away.

‘We’ll see how far that momentum goes.’

Watching to see if he runs away.

The room that Marian entered was filled with a dressing table and clothes that resembled see-through underwear, and was a place where women who were obviously to be sold out to serve the nobles for the night were gathered.

Even though the women were shaking, they glanced at Marian and sat down calmly, holding both hands together.