They decided to live as masters and slaves, as inhabitants of this world.

    If you have lived with the mindset of, ‘I’m going to leave anyway, so do whatever you want, whether it’s creating a church or whatever,’ that’s no longer the case.

    So, as a master, you must manage your slaves more strictly.

    Because each and every one of them is a monster that can control the world, and these monsters live under one roof.

    “Unless it’s an emergency, I forbid you to use your power without my permission. Especially Rin and Mirabelle.”

    “Yes.”

    “What is it?”

    “Don’t twist other people’s fates arbitrarily. Don’t look at Mirabelle’s book either.”

    These two powers are particularly dangerous, influential, and counterintuitive compared to other slaves.

    Elise, who can command her followers as she pleases, is of a similar type, but she is different from them. Mirabelle is mentally immature, and Rin is Rin.

    “Do you understand?”

    “Okay.”

    “Hmm, I understand perfectly.”

    “’If you’re thinking, ‘Young Lin and old Lin are different!’, then you’d better quit now. I won’t forgive you.”

    “Arattaa.”

    Lin answered, pouting.

    I guess that’s exactly what I was thinking.

    “If I am busy or away, follow Narsha as your master.”

    Five people’s gaze turned to Narsha.

    It was a look in his eyes that said he didn’t like it very much.

    Arphia complained.

    “Why Narsha?”

    “Let’s put our hands on our hearts and think about why.”

    How can you equate someone who is weak and self-harming while I’m away with someone who is healthy and has built a strong top?

    At first glance, among these six, Narsha is the most normal.

    What is the difference between a sub slave and a main slave?

    Not only is the weight of the story different, but unlike the main slaves who took care of everything from start to finish, Narsha is of noble birth.

    I don’t think my presence in Narsha’s mind is as big as that of the other slaves.

    So she can be trusted and left to her own devices.

    Narsha bowed her head with her hand on her chest.

    “I will follow your orders.”

    I think this sets the rules we need for now.

    “Do you have any questions or comments for me, slave or son?”

    Mirabelle, Elise, and Lin raised their hands.

    “I need to take blood regularly. How do I do that?”

    “I signed a blood oath, so do I really need to drink blood? I’m wearing a ring, so just drink milk.”

    “I actually have a milk allergy.”

    Don’t joke around.

    You drank milk before you met me.

    Even after meeting me, you said you didn’t like blood and drank milk.

    “What the… all of a sudden… Then drink some blood.”

    “But I can’t drink just any blood. I’m the Master’s subordinate. This body belongs to the Master. It’s ridiculous to take other dirty blood into my body.”

    “Does it sound like you want to drink my blood?”

    “That’s right.”

    I thought I was going to die from having my blood sucked last time, but you’re telling me to hurry up again?

    Am I some kind of top-tier transfusion pack?

    “I know what you’re worried about, but since it’s my first time sucking blood, I won’t drink as much as before. If it’s really uncomfortable… .”

    Elise’s gaze, blurry, drops down to the table. If you draw a line, it’s exactly where my groin would be.

    Elise narrows her eyes and smiles.

    “Master’s milk is okay too.”

    “You need blood? When should I drink it?”

    “Once a week should be enough.”

    “Okay, I understand. I’ll come to you if I need to… What about Lin?”

    Lin, who was waving her hands vigorously as if she had something to say too, spoke bluntly.

    “Rin is a water man. Water man is in heat. Jjuin, let her go.”

    “Wait, wait. Please, I beg you, don’t talk about your puberty like that, and change for a bit.”

    “Okay.”

    As Lin does a somersault, a fresh-faced Lin appears.

    I was startled for a moment.

    My whole body was soaked with cold sweat.

    “Are you done?”

    “Yes. Okay. Um, so… Rin’s request is for me to relieve her of her urges?”

    “Yeah. Other people can do it, but not as much as Lin.”

    We know that animals that have been humanized have a mating season.

    “You’ve been doing fine so far, right?”

    “Because Lin is also a monster. If she absorbs the energy, she can suppress it to some extent. She has done so until now.”

    “Then, I guess I can continue to hunt demons and absorb their energy.”

    “They don’t taste good regularly? I’d rather not eat them. What Lin wants to say is. Lin wants to have sex with her master.”

    A bomb dropped out of nowhere.

    It feels like time has stopped.

    I promised myself that I would live my life doing what I wanted to do, but this is a bit much.

    How can I do something like that with you, who I’ve raised since you were little? You’re acting like a stranger among family members.

    More than anything, I don’t think I can allow it because the other kids’ eyes are too scary.

    “… … Shall we compromise with my regular time? Lin, you like my regular time, right? ”

    “If it’s the owner’s regular time… Okay. But I can’t wait that long. Lin is not an ordinary water spirit, but a nine-tailed fox.”

    “I’ll take note. Is the last one Mirabelle?”

    In the blood of the spirit.

    What do you want now?

    “I want to be your exclusive maid, if you allow me.”

    “You mean you want to take care of me?”

    “Yes.”

    I swept my chest.

    What else did I say?

    Because of the two people in front of me, I thought you were going to say, ‘I want to be your master’s holy maid!’

    Thank goodness that’s not the case.

    “I think Mirabelle would be more comfortable than other people.”

    “Excuse me, Master.”

    It was Narsha who intervened.

    “Miss Mirabelle, have you ever been trained as a professional maid?”

    “I never really learned anything. I learned it all on my own.”

    “Somehow, in my eyes, Miss Mirabelle is far from being a good maid.”

    I guess so.

    The reason I made Mirabelle wear a maid outfit is simply because it’s my taste.

    After reuniting, she pretends to be a maid, carrying a broom, but she is no match for the noblewoman Narsha’s surname.

    “Do I really need to get an education? I’m not a noble, so I can do it moderately, right?”

    “No! That’s absolutely not possible.”

    Narsha shouted firmly, her eyes sparkling.

    “Master is our master and the master of the masters. If the one who takes the lead is inexperienced, it is the master who will be cursed! I will never allow my master’s reputation to be tarnished!”

    Narsha, who burns with enthusiasm in strange places.

    That’s what it was like originally.

    “I have no intention of denying that Miss Mirabelle wants to be your exclusive maid. Instead, how about leaving her in charge after training?”

    “I don’t care… but what does Mirabelle think?”

    “I can do it. I will be reborn as a true maid and serve my master!”

    Likewise, Mirabelle shows strong determination.

    “What… Anyway, good luck.”

    ***

    The next thing Karami had to do was to make a contract of subordination with the elves that Arphia had brought.

    The number is twenty.

    There were some who looked younger than Mirabelle, and there were also adults. Of course, the youngest one was older than Karami.

    Of course, they were all women.

    The only people who can become Karami’s slaves are women.

    Arphia understands Karami’s tone as a slave trader very well.

    “Is there anyone among you who doesn’t want to be a slave? If not, you don’t have to do it.”

    “This place is filled with people who want to be their master’s slaves!”

    “I’m a human being. Is that okay?”

    “Of course! Arpia-sama heard how great the master was, making her ears twitch!”

    Yeah, that’s right.

    If you want to do it, I won’t stop you.

    But if you are my slave, I won’t treat you badly.

    With that in mind, Karami placed soul shackles on the elves one by one.

    Those who signed the contract confirmed their status.

    “Wow. I really gained strength.”

    “I can feel the spirit better. And the energy of the World Tree flowing from the master. My mind feels at ease.”

    With the contracts that strengthen slaves and the protection of the World Tree, their abilities would have been multiplied if there was a stat window.

    Arphia, who is waiting for the prize while lightly pressing her body against Karami.

    “How was it? Did I do well?”

    “I’m probably the only one in history who has this many elf slaves. Well done. After all, there’s no one else like Arphia.”

    Karami touched Arpia’s ear and gave her generous praise.

    Arpia groaned and curled her body into a ball at the touch that was not pleasing to her.

    Karami took his hand away, feeling that he shouldn’t do it any more in a public place.

    “Why Elfman! Lin and Mirabelle also created a sect! Give them a reward!”

    Lin and Mirabelle protest.

    Arphia looked down at them.

    “How many people are in the church?”

    “More than ten thousand people!”

    “They’re all mercenaries, right? The value of one elf is equivalent to the value of ten thousand mercenaries. That’s why I sacrificed 200,000 mercenaries.”

    “What?”

    “And these elves are all girls. Are all the believers in your church girls too?”

    Lin thought of the believers.

    Half men, half women.

    Among women, there are many middle-aged women and grandmothers.

    In comparison, what Arphia offered were beautiful elves.

    Clear defeat.

    Arphia crossed her arms and laughed.

    “I’ll take all your love, so you just watch.”

    “Ugh. I can’t lose!”

    Lin kicked the window and flew off somewhere.

    After a while.

    “Lin? Is there something that only girls can do? And why are there so many people here?”

    The one who was dragged into the small Rin’s hands without knowing what was going on was the black fox Heukbi, who would turn her fate around.

    Lin placed the black bee in front of Karami.

    “Now, Jjuin! Not some elf who is all over the place, but the one and only black bee in the world! Take Jjuin!”

    “Lin? What on earth are you talking about?”

    “You have to offer a pretty slave to Jjuin to receive a reward! Black bee, become Jjuin’s slave too!”

    “Yes? Why should a girl be this man’s slave! The girl doesn’t like it!”

    “I want to receive the award from Lindo Zhuin! If I don’t, I’ll hate you for the rest of my life!”

    Heukbi, who is in love with the nine-tailed fox, follows her successor, Lin, closely.

    Saying that Lin would hate him for the rest of her life was the same as a doting father hearing his daughter say, “I hate you, Dad!”

    It was something that shouldn’t have happened.

    “A girl is a slave… That’s… .”

    Heukbi despaired at this fate that could not be reversed.

    It doesn’t end here.

    Mirabel was inspired by Lin’s impulsive actions.

    “Me too!”

    I made a portal and whoosh~

    When she reappeared, she had another woman in her hands.

    Short, blue hair and blue eyes. She resembles Mirabelle in face, but has a more mature appearance than the girl.

    “Mi, Mirabelle? Where did you learn this kind of magic? And where did you go after coming back so long ago?”

    Mirabelle’s mother, Naledi.

    Naledi, who had built a hut on top of a mountain and was desperately waiting for her daughter to return, was suddenly teleported and dragged away by Mirabelle.

    Among the crowd of people, the only person she knew was Karami. The moment she recognized him, her eyes widened.

    “Why are you here? ”

    “Master! It’s my mom! Isn’t my mom so pretty?”

    “Oh my, this kid is so embarrassing in a crowded place… . But what the heck is he doing… … .”

    “Mom, you too, will become your master’s slave and live together! Mom will also be happy to receive your love!”

    “Mirabel???”

    What Mirabelle offers to her master is her mother.

    A legal mother-daughter witch rice bowl with my daughter’s permission.

    It doesn’t end here.

    Assis, who had been watching everything from behind, also tried to find a slave worthy of offering to Karami.

    But the only people she knows are the bearded dwarves of Doomheim.

    “… … .”

    There is no choice.

    Assis became depressed.

    Why are there only dwarves?

    If the dwarves had heard, they would have said, “No, Princess? Why are we like this?”But there was no one who could appease Assis’s heart.

    “… !”

    It came to mind.

    There are no people, but instead there are dragons.

    Skadia reads her thoughts from Assis’ body.

    -What are you thinking, princess! This body is the Ice Dragon Skadia! A primordial dragon from the beginning, a guardian dragon of winter that rules over ice! Do you think I would become a slave to a mere mortal?

    “… … Black.”

    -Ah, no, don’t cry, princess. This body is just… … Eight!

    A small blizzard starts to form in the room, and a pillar of ice forms next to Assis.

    Clang.

    What appeared as the ice broke was a 180cm tall woman with a similar appearance to Assis, even her eyebrows were pure white.

    Just looking at her face, she looks cool, like a queen who would crush the king’s groin with her high heels.

    The skin is covered in scales in various places, such as the cheeks, arms, sides, and thighs.

    Snow White’s stepmother.

    The human form of Skadia.

    Skadia lifts her chin and stares at Karami with her arms crossed.

    “Human. If this body becomes your slave, will you reward our princess? No, hand it over.”

    Participation in the Battle of Skadia.

    It doesn’t end here.

    “That’s how it’s going to come out, right? You guys, just wait.”

    Arphia, who had spread her fairy wings and flown away, quickly returned. The one being held in Arphia’s princess-like embrace was an elf who looked exactly like her.

    “Ah, Arphia? Where are you taking me without saying a word? And I told you not to come into the Queen’s bedroom through the window?”

    ​“Yes, Your Majesty the Queen?”

    The elf slaves who recognized her kneel.

    “Why are you all here… Why are there so many people… Huh, slave hunters?”

    Elf Queen Ibrelia.

    Arphia’s ultimate skill when he senses a sense of crisis.

    Arphia grabbed Ivrelia’s shoulder.

    “Your Majesty.”

    “Yes, yes?”

    “Become our own slaves.”

    “… … in?”

    Ibrelia blinks, her hands clasped in front of her chest like a girl.

    “If the Queen becomes a slave, she will reward me… The elven revival will accelerate.”

    “Didn’t you just say reward??”

    “You misheard.”

    “Your Majesty! I feel my strength surge when I become your slave!”

    “That’s right, Your Majesty! Become our slave!”

    In Arphia, even the elven slaves are collectively urged to become slaves.

    “No, a slave? I’m a high elf? I’m a queen???”

    “Under us, there is no such thing, we are all slaves.”

    “Eek?!”

    Surrounded by elves, a terrified Ivrellia backs away. But a wall blocks her path, leaving her with nowhere to run.

    When I came to my senses, the office was bustling with people.

    The mother and daughter are just like the sobbing slaves and the way they try to comfort them. There is no separate parent observation class.

    In the midst of the chaos, Karami, who had given up on thinking early and had taken out his brain, smiled brightly.

    Wow, a fox set!

    Wow, witch Mamang!

    Wow, dragon slave!

    Wow, Elf Queen!

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