episode_0002

‘Phew..thank goodness it’s not too late..!’

Aion found the shop where they were just before the slave mark was carved into their bodies.

Fortunately, we were able to find them just before the mark of slavery was engraved on their delicate bodies.

“What the… that weird guy.”

The merchant looked at Aion, who was wearing a mask, and spoke softly. After looking at him for a moment, the merchant clicked his tongue as if it was a pity to see them right before the imprint was formed.

“I don’t know who you are, but what you are doing now is clearly an illegal act that interferes with the production of a product. Are you aware of this?”

The man looked at Aion, who had come in without saying a word, with an arrogant expression on his face as he spoke.

At the man’s words, Aion crumpled his masked face.

‘Anyway, wherever it is, the most law-breaking scumbags always start talking about the law when it’s to their disadvantage.’

Aion looked at the provocative man with an arrogant expression on his face.

Within, Aion looked at them, locked in iron bars.

“……….”

There was no hope to be found on the faces of those sold into slavery by their families.

Aion, who saw them with lifeless eyes, spoke without hesitation.

“Then let me buy them right away.”

Aion looked at them in despair, then turned his gaze and spoke to the merchant with a greedy body.

At Aion’s words, the merchant gave a mean laugh and began to open his mouth.

“You have a keen eye..haha But..these slaves cost quite a bit. Are you okay with that?”

The merchant spoke with a strange expression on his face, as if he was deliberately trying to provoke him.

Aion sighed softly at the merchant’s provocation and asked the price.

“So how much is it?”

“30 gold.”

“30 gold?”

Aion looked at the merchant, bewildered by the outrageous amount of money he was paying.

That was understandable. 30 gold was equivalent to about 3 million won in Korean currency. No fool would buy a dying slave for that much money, so the merchant smiled, confident of victory.

Not only did you dare to disrupt the sacred ritual that enslaves humans, but you even came to our store wearing such a bizarre mask.

The merchant didn’t like Aion from the beginning because of his strange attire, so he deliberately set a higher price than the market price to make him give up.

The merchant thought that only a fool would buy these skeletal slaves for 30 gold.

“Okay. Let’s buy it right away for 30 gold.”

Contrary to the merchant’s belief that he would quickly give up on the offer at a price higher than the market price, the man immediately accepted the merchant’s offer.

After a while, as if to prove that what he said was not a lie, he took out 30 gold coins from his pocket and slammed them down on the desk in front of him.

He said in a voice that seemed to find it laughable.

“Then I will take these slaves.”

The masked man spoke as he grabbed the iron collars around the necks of the guys who hadn’t even been marked as slaves yet.

The merchant just stared blankly at him as he walked away with his slave.

‘Thank goodness… I was able to get him there before he came to the store.’

Meanwhile, the masked Aion thought as he grabbed their iron collars.

According to the original, they were sold into slavery by a nobleman.

The man who first met them smiled kindly and patted their heads as he spoke.

“Don’t worry. I will take care of you from now on.”

The man stroked Danawa and Fre’s heads with an affectionate smile, as if sympathizing with the despair they must have felt.

They hoped that happiness might come to them through the detailed actions and warmth of such a man.

“Ewww!!!!”

“Hahahahaha!! Crying like an animal…isn’t that so funny!”

Their expectations were dashed to the ground that night, like scraps of paper.

As soon as the man arrived at his mansion, he revealed his true form, handcuffed them, and began torturing them for the rest of the day.

The man clapped his hands and cheered as if he was watching a funny show while listening to their cries of pain.

As a nobleman, he tortured not only them but also other slaves, torturing them day and night with various tools covered in blood.

They groaned in agony every day, as if their bodies were being torn apart, and screamed in agony every day.

Although the man was pleased to see them crying, he did not even give them food properly.

The soldiers guarding him gave him leftover food or food that was left to be used as feed for livestock.

Men thought of them and acted like livestock.

They had the word “slave” imprinted on their backs, and every time they saw the word “slave” on their backs, they fell into despair.

Even in such a situation, Danawa and Fre lived together, relying on each other.

Although they had nothing to eat but the soldiers’ leftover rice and livestock feed, they lived by relying on each other and never losing hope that they would ever be able to leave this place.

It was the same on the day the incident happened.

“What? He died?”

Frere, who was born with a weak body, could not withstand the man’s brutal torture and eventually died.

Dana, the older sister, shook her head in disbelief as she watched Freya die, having lost all warmth.

“Ah…no…”

Dana shook her fallen sister’s body as if denying reality and called her name, but Fre was no longer able to respond to Dana’s words.

The man who saw Pre, who had been tortured to death, spoke curtly as if it was nothing serious.

“What? She’s dead. I brought her here at such a high price, and she’s already dead. Well, at least my sister is still here. I guess I’ll just leave that dead girl in the mountains for the wild animals to eat.”

The man looked at the fallen Fred and said nonchalantly, as if it were a broken toy.

Dana, who finally lost her sense of reason at the man’s words, hit the man’s head several times with a nearby wooden plank.

‘Sister! When we leave this house later…let’s go to the beach together…and go play.’

[puck–!!]

‘There are so many things I want to do with you, Sister! Will you stay with me for the rest of my life?’

[puck–!!!]

‘We linked fingers and made a promise..! Did you make a promise with me, unnie?! You have to keep it no matter what!’

[puck-!!!]

“Haa..haa…!”

Dana, who had been so overcome with anger that she had been hitting the man’s head without thinking, was finally able to regain her senses after a long time.

The man who had been hit in the head several times seemed to have died a long time ago, and just like Frey, he was cold and lifeless.

“Sob…sob…!”

As Dana watched the man collapse, tears began to flow uncontrollably.

Was it because he hated himself for being weak and unable to do anything when his younger brother was dying? Or was it because he felt guilty for not being able to protect his younger brother who was right next to him?

Dana sobbed as she held her sister, who had grown cold, in her arms with a trembling body.

In this way, Dana fell into a hellish reality and after a few years, she grew up to be a villainess who destroyed the world.

She was furious at the world that had killed her younger brother, and destroyed everything in sight.

Eventually, after a long battle, she died at the hands of the protagonist, saying Freya’s name.

“Brother…Brother…I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you…”

She felt guilty that she could not protect her younger brother even when she died.

To prevent this tragic ending, Aion was trying to get them out of the black market before they encountered the man.

Aion was trying to get out of the market as quickly as possible.

“Hey, wait a minute.”

A man called out to them as they hurriedly left the black market.

“That slave…did you just buy it?”

The man who spoke from behind Aion looked at Danawa and Frey next to Aion and spoke.

Aion could tell who the person behind him was just by hearing the voice.

“That slave…I like him. Don’t you plan on selling him back to me?”

The man behind Aion was the noble who bought them and corrupted Dana in the original work.

The man continued to speak to him in an arrogant tone.

“That slave…I really like him. Sell him to me. I’ll pay you a lot.”

Since the man was the type who had to get what he wanted, he smiled contentedly as if he was sure that Danawa and Fredo would also be his.

“I refuse.”

Aion declined his offer, saying:

“I like these slaves too. No matter how much money you give me, I won’t change.”

Aion stubbornly refused the man’s offer.

The noble’s face cracked slightly at Aion’s actions.

“Don’t do that. Sell it to me, I’ll buy it for you for more than the price you paid.”

However, the man changed his expression again and teased Aion.

“I told you. I don’t sell it.”

The nobleman smiled in frustration at Aion’s continued refusal.

and.

“Ha.. I see. You don’t seem to know the level.. From what I can hear from your voice, you seem quite young. Do you know what this place is?”

The nobleman wiped away the friendly smile he had been wearing until just a moment ago and spoke to Aion with a scary face.

“This is an illegally operated market, so no one reports it when someone dies. No one helps.”

The man began to approach him with a creepy smile.

Soon, when their distance between them was close enough to fit a fist, the nobleman spoke as if he expected victory.

“In this world, the one who wins is the one who wins, and that is justice and truth. So…I wish you had just quietly given those bitches to me before you bled because of your useless pride.”

At the man’s words, the man standing next to him approached Aion.

“Make him a half-retard. Don’t touch the slaves.”

At the noble’s command, Aion swung his fist at the man in front of him.