episode_0004
by fnovelpiaI arranged for a carriage bound for Libria.
Mirabelle’s expression as she got into the carriage looked somewhat uncertain. Mirabelle can’t use magic yet, but she must have a vague sense that she is a witch.
‘It is also the cause of all misfortune.’
But for me, I have no other choice. I have to make Mirabel a witch to free her from the highest status.
In fact, emancipation of slaves itself is possible at any time as long as the minimum conditions are met. The minimum condition for Mirabell’s liberation is to erase the debuff called ‘Distrust of Humans’.
The priests who gave her favor killed her mother. Her only remaining blood relative betrayed her and sold her into slavery.
No matter how you solve that part and make it ordinary, the conditions for liberation are met.
But this is a tycoon.
Just adding rice to seaweed is enough to make kimbap, but it stands to reason that beef kimbap, which contains various ingredients such as beef, spinach, pickled radish, etc., is sold at a high price.
I will invest everything I can into the basic base called Mirabell. That way, you can receive a generous reward, use it later, and take it home. Among them, it is essential for Mirabell to learn magic.
A two-headed carriage leaving the city with its wheels rolling.
As you enter the forest path, you can smell the forest and hear birds chirping. Well, it’s peaceful.
Quite a bit.
I thought I could hear the sound of a demon beast searching, but I just ignored it.
There won’t be anything to do while moving. I checked the status window as part of an interim inspection.
[Name: Karami]
Title: Slave Reaper
Points held: 27,000
First of all, the title.
Actually, titles are of little use. Sometimes there are games with stats attached to the title, but at least it wasn’t Taosul. It’s a tycoon raising slaves, not an RPG where you get stronger.
But there was a surprising element. When it was a game, there was no title ‘Slave Reaper’. As people called him, he became a public envoy of Sang Tae-chang.
Next is the point.
This is the goods received when slaves are freed. You can purchase a variety of items at the store, and the most useful feature is exchanging money for gold coins.
The ratio of points is 1 to 1 with won.
Simply put, it is cash. The gold coins purchased with points are the same as when purchasing gold coins, which means that there are 2,700 gold coins that can be used in an emergency.
Next is the skill… .
[Master Negotiation Lv.3]
-Speech becomes more plausible and persuasiveness increases.
It’s a vague explanation, but the effect is clear. Once you say something, even if it’s nonsense, the other person will think once again, ‘Oh, really?’
I have benefited greatly from this guy throughout my life.
The problem is this bastard.
[Possession: Slave Trader]
-Possessed by slave trader Karami. Synchronize with Karami’s soul.
This skill exists because I, who lived in the 21st century, might not be able to adapt to this place disguised as the Middle Ages. Even if a person dies in front of your eyes, you say, ‘Oh my.’ I end up doing this.
The problem is that the tone of speech changes. Instead of ‘Oh my,’ something more is added at the end, like ‘Oh my, you went to see your parents.’ With his signature sinister smile.
‘I went through a lot of trouble because of this.’
I will continue to do so.
There was nothing more to see so I closed the screen. Then I see Mirabelle sitting across from me.
Mirabelle’s gaze was drawn on the ground in a diagonal trajectory. The dark-clouded expression was not much different from the one I first saw at the slave market.
When I gave a name or put on a maid uniform, the reaction was vivid, so I asked, ‘Is it easy to go?’ I thought so, but it was only short-term. Mirabelle’s emotional wounds do not heal easily.
However, I don’t feel like leaving it like this. Since ancient times, beautiful girls have more value when they smile. As a master, you have to make your slave feel better.
“When you sit like that, you can see your panties.”
“… … .”
Mirabelle squirmed, putting her thighs together and looking at me as if I was crying.
I shrugged my shoulders.
“Didn’t I buy it for you anyway? Even if you hide it, you already know what color it is and what pattern it is. Haha.”
“This is different from that!”
Mirabelle screams.
It was the loudest voice I’ve ever heard of her.
As expected, this one looks much better.
This is TMI, white lace.
“Miss Mirabel, do you have any questions for me? We’ll have to stay together for a while, but there’s no harm in getting to know each other.”
“For the time being… ? Not for life?”
“Did you want to be with me forever? Seup, such a sudden confession is difficult.”
“… … .”
“Just kidding.”
The expression on his face was so cruel that I felt like I had to apologize here.
“For the time being… Are you trying to kill me too?”
“It’s killing me. What kind of scary words.”
“I know why you are called the Slave Reaper.”
I don’t think you know.
“What did you do with all those slaves?”
“Who are you talking about when you say Noe?”
“Prisoner slaves. Dozens of people bought it.”
“Ah, them. Of course I remember it.”
How can you not remember?
They were the first slaves who were possessed, and they were precious children who brought good fortune. If it weren’t for them, I would still be working at the inn.
“I sent it to a good place. A much better place than the Kingdom of Traul. You must be doing well by now.”
“Ah… .”
“If I go there, won’t the people who went there first welcome me?”
I really like this story.
“I will welcome you. To give back what has been done to me.”
“I hope so.”
Then maybe I can live happily for the rest of my life. Of course I’m going home.
After rolling for two days, the carriage finally arrived in Libria.
***
“Stop. Do you have anything to prove your identity?”
The guard guarding the castle gate asks in a business-like tone. I presented an identification card issued by the Slave Traders’ Guild.
“Slave trader… Tsk.”
Looking at it, the guard’s expression turned rotten like a withered apple. Because it is a familiar reaction, it does not hurt again.
“Libria is not a place where people like you can exist. It’s so bad.”
“As far as I know, there is no regulation prohibiting the entry of slave traders, right?”
“How dare you, a slave trader, impose regulations on me? If you get offended when I say nice things, then get off. Can’t you see the line behind you?”
Tuk.
The guard roughly pushes my chest with his gauntlet. My flimsy body sways like a piece of paper.
‘I’m sick and tired of it.’
It’s obvious why he’s like this. I’m asking you to give me money. It means repaying the dirty money earned inhumanely.
Well, if dirty money goes into your pocket, will it become clean?
‘I’d like to say something, but I can’t.’
This is a world of survival of the fittest. Since I was a soft-hearted person and couldn’t stand up to a trained soldier, I just smiled kindly and rummaged through my inner pocket.
“I know very well why you say that, but what can I do? The noble Lord inside is waiting for me.”
“Are you trying to threaten me now?”
“Haha, how can that be possible? In the end, it’s all about making a living. Here, although it is not much, it is my sincerity. I even took plenty of things for my colleagues.”
I handed the guard a purse containing twenty gold coins. His eyes widen as he checks the contents.
A soldier’s monthly salary is roughly 10 gold. I can’t help but be surprised that I paid twice my monthly salary as toll fees. It may be an excessive amount, but if you give it like this, they won’t ask for more later.
‘Because I hate being bothered.’
The soldier turned his gaze to me, unable to hide his surprise, and I smiled lightly.
“Can I come in? The noble will be waiting for you.”
“Huh? Uh, of course. It wouldn’t be right to keep the nobleman waiting. Go in.”
“Thank you.”
The guard came out to the side, and I walked leisurely through the gate, holding my back. Mirabelle followed suit.
“How much did you give?”
“20 gold coins.”
“Well, do you have 20 gold coins?”
Mirabelle folds and unfolds her fern-like fingers to estimate how much it is. In my mouth, I eat “bread a day, one, two, three… .” muttered, and then “hissed.” even screamed.
I burst out laughing at the cute reaction.
“Why are you so surprised? Miss Mirabell has 1,000 gold.”
“Che, thousand… … .”
Mirabelle’s expression becomes distant at the ridiculous amount. The fingers that had stopped moving gave up counting, and the mind had already traveled to Andromeda.
***
When you come to a new city, the first thing you need to do is, of course, find accommodation. If you procrastinate for no reason and are unable to find accommodation, it will be a disaster.
It was during the Middle Ages that security was so trash that even South America was told to go away, so unless you want to die without rats or birds, you shouldn’t even dream of being homeless.
The inn I stayed at is the ‘Wizard’s Rest Area’ located near the road. Who would say it’s not a magical city? That’s the name of the inn.
For reference, I booked a double room.
There are two single beds.
If it’s just the master and the slave, I let the slave sleep on the ground in one room per person, but who am I? A gentleman among gentlemen. We can’t let our lovely slave sleep on the cold floor.
“Miss Mirabel can sleep in that bed.”
“Me too… ?”
“Yes. It’s annoying when Mirabelle sleeps on the floor. I have to go out early in the morning tomorrow, so don’t go to bed too late. Then I’ll just go to sleep first. I was tired after riding the carriage for too long.”
I took off my shoes and lay down on the bed. I felt like I could feel eyes looking at me, but soon the candle went out and disappeared.
***
The time when Karami and the others were sleeping in Libria.
“Ah, the lady is gone!”
“Where on earth have you gone? Were you in your room until now?”
“Narsha! Where are you?”
A commotion was heard from Count Brown’s mansion. Because Narsha, who returned to the family after two years, disappeared during the night. The entire family was turned upside down once again.
“… … .”
A tree not far from the mansion. On a moonlit night, a woman was looking down at the mansion.
Her name is Narsha Brianne. She again delivered an apology that could not be heard.
“Mother, father. I’m sorry.”
But I can’t even imagine life without that man.
People in the world insult Karami because she is a Shinigami, but Narsha knows. That he is the exact opposite of the world’s opinion.
And, that I am a loner with no one to lean on.
Narsha thinks she should be by his side. He tightly held the sword he brought from his family and turned his back.
“Please wait, master.”
I don’t know why he left me here, but there must have been unavoidable circumstances. Because he is always seeing something that others cannot fathom.
Of course I got hurt. No matter how much it is, you left us without saying a word. I’ll ask you when I meet you.
‘I will go now to keep my promise to be together for the rest of my life.’
The revenge I left behind is a bonus.
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