Chapter 44: Chapter 44: The sponsor of slavery

Year 397 of the Holy Calendar - Slave market house

(Vakhtang POV)

Dim darkness

"..."

Individual cages.

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Death smell.

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Fellow beastmen were chained from their necks with despair in their eyes.

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So, this is the place where I will die.

"..."

I have been reduced to a product no different from a displayed sword or armor.

"..."

When will this end already?

"Right this way, wonderful supplier" ???

The Slave Trader proudly enters this pit of darkness.

The fat man wears a purple tuxedo, glasses with a small chain attached, white gloves, a long top hat, a pink bow tie with a small diamond brooch in its center, a small mustache, and a sinister grin on his face.

"These are my precious wares" Slave Trader

A woman completely covered in a gray cloak enters behind him.

"Take me to the one in question" Woman

An old lady's voice...

"Of course, she is in the back as previously agreed" Slave Trader

"Perfect" Old lady

The two of them pass in front of me.

*sniff*

"!!!" Vakhtang

That smell!

"It was you!!!" Vakhtang

*Clink*

I jump towards the iron bars of the cage, but the chained collar on my neck stops me.

"!" Slave Trader

"?" Old lady

That disgusting perfume smell is extremely faint, but I am sure of it.

She and the gold bags of the raiders that destroyed my village have the same smell!

"You destroyed my family!!" Vakhtang

I grab an iron bar from the cage with my one functional hand and start bending it.

"DOWN!!" Slave Trader

The slave seal on my forehead burns with intense pain, making me drop to the ground.

"I am very sorry about that, they sometimes get exited" Slave Trader

"Hmmh" Old lady

This pain is nothing!

"GIVE ME BACK MY PEOPLE! MY HOME!!!" Vakhtang

"Poor little thing" Old lady

The human woman takes off her hood and lets me see white hair tied in a bob with collarbone-length bangs, purple eyes, pale purple lipstick, and a crown on top of her head.

"This is all in accordance with my plan for a better future for the Zounen Continent, a strategy straight from Mirelha K Melromarc herself" Old Woman

Mirelha K Melromarc?

She is...!

"Queen, is it safe for you to show yourself?" Slave Trader

The queen and ruler of the most prominent kingdom on this continent!

"I owe at least this much to this poor soul, with this he will know that his life was worth more than it should" Mirelha K Melromarc

"DON'T FUCK WITH ME!!!" Vakhtang

A better future? Worth more than it should?

"WHO ARE YOU TO PUT A PRICE ON A LIFE?!!" Vakhtang

I yell from the ground, as it's all the slave seal allows me to do.

"I understand your feelings, but the reality is cruel. In this world, there are people who are born with the royal duty of power, and people who are born as tools for the complicated ways of the world, please understand it" Mirelha K Melromarc

*Puh*

"!!!" Slave Trader

I spit at her, but it only reaches her feet.

"How you dare?! Bodyguards!!" Slave Trader

Two tall male humans with their heads covered by leather hoods and goggles come at his order.

"Ughp" Bodyguard A

"Ughp" Bodyguard B

Raising a hand, she signals them to stop.

"It is fine, lets go" Mirelha K Melromarc

"If your majesty says so... this way" Slave Trader

She starts walking away.

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"I CURSE YOU! I CURSE ALL RO..ya...lty!" Vakhtang

The pain starts to make my mind go away.

"That girl will become an indispensable tool for getting the Isekai Hero to our side" Mirelha K Melromarc

Indispensable tool?

Isekai... Hero...?

......

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I wake up after an unknown amount of time.

"Ugh" Vakhtang

Just to see the unchanging inside of this house of despair.

"So, it was all a plan..." Vakhtang

Everything I know was destroyed just for the convenience of some rich imbecile on a throne.

"Ha" Vakhtang

Just for a strategy.

"ha.ha..ha...ha"

I laugh as I cry.

"..." Vakhtang

So this is the bottom of despair.

"Rudolfa"

My wife.

"Please come and take me with you..."

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My mind goes blank as tears just fall from my face.

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*hic*

?

A faint voice...

"Papa..." ???

"!!!" Vakhtang

*Clink*

The chained collar on my neck stops me again.

I bite into the chain and interlock it with my claws, stretching it with all my might.

"Where are you?" Little girl

My teeth start cracking and blood comes out of my fingers.

*CRASH*

My right fang, my claws, and the chain broke at the same time.

"Rieka!" Vakhtang

I bend the iron bars of the cage and desperately run to the back of the slave house.

"RIEKA!!!" Vakhtang

Moving out the cloth that separated the front and the back. I see her in this even stinkier and cheaper place.

"?" ???

A demi-human little girl with white and black raccoon characteristics from her ears to her tail.

"..." Vakhtang

I already knew that it wasn't her.

I had already been able to distinguish her scent from afar.

I could immediately differentiate their voices.

"...ughhhh" Vakhtang

But I wanted to at least see her once more.

Something that will probably never happen.

"?" Raccoon demihuman child

"Ugaahhh" Vakhtang

I kneel in front of a new iron cage and my head gets to ground level as my tears keep going out.

"Uhhh" Vakhtang

"..." Raccoon demihuman child

I can feel a hand on top of my head.

"Please don't cry, mister" Raccoon demihuman child

As I raise my head I can see her barely maintaining her tears.

"I won't cry either" Raccoon demihuman child

She forces a smile.

"So let's be strong together" Raccoon demihuman child

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