episode_0010
by fnovelpiaMirabelle revealed all of her past history.
Everything from the fact that she was a witch, to the priest who came to the village, to what happened to her mother, to how she ended up being sold as a slave.
I didn’t mean to provoke sympathy.
The opponent is a vicious slave merchant without blood or tears. Even more vicious is Karami, who is called the Slave Shinigami. Mirabelle was not optimistic enough to turn on the happiness circuit, thinking that if she was emotional towards him, things would work out well.
A child who faces reality too quickly tends to grow up early.
That’s why I planned to hide it for the rest of my life. The moment you are tipped off, you will be witch-hunted.
The reason why Mirabelle, who was thinking like that, suddenly revealed a secret to Karami… .
‘Why?’
Even if you ask yourself the question, the answer you get back is questionable.
I couldn’t figure out the reason myself.
Nevertheless, if you bother to look for the reason… okay. Maybe it was because I felt a strange warmth from his touch and embrace.
I don’t know how long it’s been since I felt warm.
It was a funny story. To feel favor from a slave trader. If others hear it, they will say I became a slave and lost my mind. But what can you do? He says he is like that.
Mirabelle looked at Karami.
He finds out that the slave is a witch, but how will he react? He will definitely be embarrassed. If he protects a witch, he will be executed. He may even become angry.
Whatever it is, I think it will feel good. Karami always maintains a poker face that makes it difficult to read her intentions. I am secretly looking forward to the moment it breaks.
However, contrary to Mirabelle’s expectations, Karami kept smiling from beginning to end. Regardless of the fact that Mirabelle is a witch.
like.
“Haha, what does that mean?”
Like someone who doesn’t know the word panic.
Well, it was Mirabel who was embarrassed.
“What? A witch? Anyone who protects a witch will be punished. You could die because of me?”
“It doesn’t matter whether Miss Mirabell is a witch or an evil spirit. Former slave trader. The only thing that matters to me is value.”
“Value… ?”
Karami nodded.
“Mirabelle sheep have incomparable value. It’s hard for even me to fathom the end. Wouldn’t it be foolish to abandon Miss Mirabell just because she’s a witch? We need to stop being slave traders.”
Mirabelle’s indigo eyes grew so big that they seemed about to pop out.
At best?
Did you just say it’s just that?
Even her father abandoned her just because she was a witch, but Karami, who is a complete stranger, regards witches as ‘just’.
Mirabell couldn’t understand it.
I didn’t want to be convinced.
If you admit, ‘That’s right,’ you become an abandoned person because you are nothing. So, what on earth is that person who was family but was discarded as nothing?
Karami doesn’t even care that she’s a witch?
When Mirabelle’s eyes lit up with hatred for someone, Karami intervened and whispered sweet words.
“You don’t have to be too indignant. The purpose of this trip is to meet him. Let’s go and ask. Why did you abandon yourself?”
Yes, that’s right.
“Until that moment comes, Miss Mirabel just needs to focus on practicing magic like she does now. You don’t have to worry about anything else.”
You have to learn magic.
To repay the pain I suffered because of that man a thousand times over.
“If everything goes well. I will send Miss Mirabell to her mother.”
To my mother who has gone to a place I can never reach?
Words like a death sentence.
Mirabell was embarrassed for a moment.
Geek.
The gears of logic that make up Mirabelle’s thinking begin to turn in the opposite direction.
‘Oh, I see.’
The girl realized.
The light lost a long time ago cannot be regained.
Even if I could turn back time.
Unless you are born as someone else.
At the point when I was born as a person named Mirabelle.
No matter how many times it is repeated, the ending is the same.
Is there a need to crave something when you clearly know you can’t get it back? no. There was no need to be tied down to this world.
Moreover, next to him is Karami, who is called the Slave Shinigami. He is the only savior who can escape this oppressive reality.
“I will free you from this hell.You can work hard until that moment comes, right?”
Complete liberation.
Take off the shackles of life and be free.
Mirabelle responds with a smile. A bright smile that I have never seen before.
“Yes, master.”
***
“By the way, master. Why did you buy me then?”
Mirabel suddenly asked a fundamental question.
There was no more hesitation in Mirabelle’s voice. The girl who was uncomfortable calling Karami her master now recognized her as her complete master.
Through the conversation just now, Mirabell learned that Karami judges others based on their values.
But when I thought about it closely, it was strange. She had just found out that she was a witch, and that she had a talent for magic had also been revealed in the not-too-distant past.
Until then, she was an ordinary, worthless girl with nothing special. That person is Mirabelle.
So what did Karami really see and buy at the Slave Carnival? What did he see in his eyes? He paid not a penny but a thousand gold.
“Firstly, it is because I have eyes for people. When you look at this person, you can see how far they will rise, and when you look at that person, you can see roughly how far they will fall.”
“What about the second one?”
“Secondly, it was because Miss Mirabel’s eyes were dead.”
Mirabelle tilts her head at the ambiguous words.
Karami continues her explanation with a sinister smile.
“I love manipulating people who are struggling in despair. Guide them to the highest point they can reach and then free them. The pleasure at that time was so good that it’s hard to explain.”
Those were perverted words.
Mirabelle had never seen anything worse than this.
This is in line with the idea of showing the front sight to a blind man and then plucking out his eyeballs.
The worst taste among bad tastes.
If anyone else heard it, they would have criticized it.
But Mirabelle was different. Thanks to that, she had a chance to be saved.
‘I understand now.’
The dozens of slaves who passed through Karami’s hands must have felt the same way as he did. They all must have left with happy expressions on their faces. It was a story that only those who were his slaves could sympathize with.
Other slaves will never know this feeling.
Ah, such poor people. It is an ecstatic sensation that only those chosen by him can feel.
“Master, what should I do now? After all, you have to train your magic, right?”
Mirabelle’s will rises violently.
The person who abandoned his family and gave him up.
Someone who will give you salvation.
We must repay him until the day of liberation comes.
What a miserable slave can do for Karami. It’s about increasing your own value. If so, Karami will be able to feel greater pleasure.
That is the role of a slave.
However, Mirabelle’s passion was colorless, and Karami responded calmly.
“What are you talking about? I have to take a shower and sleep.”
“… Yes?”
Mirabelle looking outside through the window. The world was becoming dark as dusk fell.
“If you use magic during this time, you will receive a complaint.”
And the complaint will be received by the slave owner himself. Karami added.
A deep sigh leaked out behind him and his tired-looking eyes showed great distress. As if there is a past that I don’t want to even think about.
At that, Mirabelle’s burning will flickered out. Because I felt like I shouldn’t come out here for no reason.
You should sleep quietly.
***
“Hehehe.”
What’s so good about it?
Mirabelle lies in my arms and laughs heartily.
‘What happened?’
It was when I was all ready for bed that I realized what was wrong.
Because Mirabelle’s condition was so bad, we had to urgently find accommodation, and the only place we found was a room with only one bed.
I asked the innkeeper if there were any other rooms, but he only answered that they were full. This was because adventurers flocked to the place because there was information that a dungeon was appearing.
In the end, the two of us had no choice but to sleep in this room.
“I’ll sleep on the floor, master.”
“No.”
What on earth has changed my mind?
After an honest conversation, Mirabell began to consider herself a faithful slave. She is so polite as if she were a maid from an aristocratic family.
The heart is proud, but it is absolutely not allowed. As a lover of slaves (female only), it is ungentlemanly to make someone sleep on the floor.
Besides, he might go later and bury me in the ground as ‘revenge for sleeping on the ground that day’ and make me fall into eternal sleep. If I sleep on the floor, I sleep on it, Mirabelle doesn’t.
After reaching an agreement, we ended up sleeping in the same bed. Mirabelle was small, so it wasn’t too cramped for two people to lie down together.
My posture was the problem.
Usually, when a man and a woman who are not in a relationship lie in the same bed, don’t they turn their backs to each other? But Mirabell hesitated and came into my arms.
And then he says it’s good and laughs.
Why did my child’s personality suddenly change?
Was meeting the priests the cause?
Did you have a mental breakdown and give up?
‘Seup, this isn’t good.’
I never remember seeing Mirabelle smiling so brightly. It doesn’t matter if the situation has truly improved, but if not, action needs to be taken.
I have to try to get things back to normal tomorrow right away.
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