The Slave Who Had Been Exiled Became the Master

I am having a hard time, curled up in a damp iron cage that doesn’t let in a single ray of light, my body creaking and screaming.

Leon de Normand, once the brilliant Duke of Normandy, is now a slave who rots away in an iron cage day after day, waiting to be sold to someone.

‘I am no longer a noble, but a slave… How much time has passed? When was it that I sent that child away from the duke’s house?’

Suddenly, when I thought about my situation, I thought of Alice, who I used to think of as my younger sister.

“Alice, from now on, you are no longer our family’s maid.”

“Master, master? What are you talking about all of a sudden?”

A young-faced girl with blonde hair and purple eyes was looking at me with a confused expression.

And I tore up her slave contract right in front of Alice’s eyes.

“Now you are a commoner, not a slave, and you can leave this mansion and live freely.”

He said, throwing her a bag full of gold coins.

“You can read and write, and you have received a variety of education, so you will be able to live on your own outside of the country.”

“Why are you sending me away…”

“Get out quickly. I won’t take any more questions, Alfred! Get Alice out of the mansion!”

“No! No! Master, why are you sending me away! Let me go! Please!”

“…”

It was an inevitable choice, maybe if I hadn’t let her go then, I would be like this now…

-Knock knock knock!!

“Hey, wake up number 17! A customer has come to buy you!”

“…”

I looked up and outside the bars, and there was the woman I had kicked out a few years ago, holding onto the bars with trembling hands and looking at me with tearful eyes.

“Ahh… I finally found it…!”