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After the princess left, Juin quickly changed out of his medical clothes and went out for a walk with Cyrus. The fresh air and the change of environment, plus the bread that he received from the nurse before he left, made him feel even better than before.
Without realizing it, they had walked quite a distance away from the palace, until they reached the marketplace. There, they were attracted by the hustle and bustle that was going on in front of a luxuriously decorated shopfront.
"Welcome, welcome! We have a batch of new highly-trained slaves for sale today!" a fat man with green snake-like markings on his upper body yelled out loudly as he played with the whip in his hand.
Juin and Cyrus quickly took a look at the so-called slaves that were lined up in two rows front of him; all of them had their eyes on the ground, afraid to look up at anyone. There were 10 of them; all with violet markings on their bodies, and more than half of them were covered in either bruises or terrible whip marks.
Cyrus' eyes widened slightly; he recognized some of the slaves. They were the slaves of the man he killed.
"That girl looks familiar…" Juin mumbled as he looked at the youngest slave girl with bloodstained on her shirt. She was standing there with a blank expression, rubbing her exposed arms occasionally. Even though the temperature of the atmosphere within Terre D'eau was controlled by wards, she looked like she still felt quite cold.
Juin shook his head when he saw the whip marks on her arms. She looked like she was just a few years older than Cyrus, perhaps around Wesley's age. "Have we seen her before?" he mumbled to himself.
Cyrus nodded. "At the arena…"
"Oh yeah! But she has a... boss, right?" Juin changed his words. He did not like the terms "owners" and "slaves".
"No more…" Cyrus said as a dangerous glint flitted past his eyes.
"As you are all aware," the man with the green markings said, "the owner of these slaves was killed by an unknown creature. It was a terrible tragedy…"
He then paused for dramatic effect before adding, "However, because of that, the owner's heir decided to sell off these slaves at much cheaper price. Come and take a look! The owner was a man who appreciated beauty, hence all his slaves are all top quality in terms of appearances. You won't be disappointed!"
A lot of people moved closer to take a look at the slaves.
"In addition, these slaves received a lot of training before, and they are very obedient. Watch this!" the man said with a smile. He went to a young male slave and took out a knife from his own belt. Right in front of the male slave, he made a cut on the shoulder of the young female slave standing in front of the male slave, who looked somewhat similar to the male slave.
While the slave trader cut into the young female slave's shoulder, he said, "These two are twins, but look at him. He has been so well-trained that he would obey all your commands. If you buy them together, their loyalty will be to you, and they wouldn't care for each other at all."
A low growl from his side caused Juin to look down. Cyrus' eyes had turned into one that resembled a beast. Placing a hand on Cyrus' shoulder, Juin mumbled, "Don't look. Let's go."
"Cyrus… I don't have the money… and even if I have, I can't bring them back to Earth with me."
Cyrus looked at him for a second, and his beastly gaze softened as he said, "This is unfair…"
"There will always be unfairness in this world," Juin said with a sigh. "Let's just hope that whoever their next bosses are, they would be treated kindly…"
They then gave the slaves one last glance before turning around.
Ling~
Ling~
At that time, unknown to Cyrus, the sound of the bells on his ankle caught the attention of some of the slaves, including the youngest female slave. For the first time, they looked up and saw Cyrus for a brief second before the latter disappeared into the crowd.
"That sound…" the youngest female slave thought to herself. "I heard that before…"
Suddenly, a loud voice said, "I will buy all of them!"
"Romi!" a few of the potential buyers gasped; some even blushed upon seeing the owner of the voice, Romi. After all, some of them had shared his bed before.
Romi smiled at them as he walked forward, with his friend, Lem, following closely behind him. Right behind them were a few guards with blue markings on them. Each of the guards had a small rose emblem tattooed on their left c.h.e.s.t.
"Urgh… Why does a slave need other slaves?" the slave trader spat disdainfully as he looked at the number one male p.r.o.s.t.i.t.u.t.e in the city.
Romi smiled, ignoring the man's disdainful gaze. He then bowed and said respectfully, "Of course I have no need for them, sir. I was instructed by Madam to buy up all the slaves at your auction. We need to train up new performers to drum up business, and we heard that Mr. Rock had exquisite taste in slaves."
"The Madam…" the slave trader frowned. Everyone who frequented the red light district would know who the nameless "Madam" was, or at the very least, they would know what she could do to people who bothered her or her "performers".
The slave trader looked at Romi, who was staring at him straight in the eye, completely unflinching, and he felt annoyed and angered by the fact that a mere slave, one that sold his body for a living to boot, dared to look at him in such a manner. Yet he knew he could not do anything to the man before him.
Not just "Madam", but some of the potential buyers here might kill him, or worst, refuse to do business with him, if he actually hurt their favorite "toy".
There were even rumors that Romi was the lover of Princess Cecile, which if were true, made him even more untouchable by the commoners like him.
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After the princess left, Juin quickly changed out of his medical clothes and went out for a walk with Cyrus. The fresh air and the change of environment, plus the bread that he received from the nurse before he left, made him feel even better than before.
Without realizing it, they had walked quite a distance away from the palace, until they reached the marketplace. There, they were attracted by the hustle and bustle that was going on in front of a luxuriously decorated shopfront.
"Welcome, welcome! We have a batch of new highly-trained slaves for sale today!" a fat man with green snake-like markings on his upper body yelled out loudly as he played with the whip in his hand.
Juin and Cyrus quickly took a look at the so-called slaves that were lined up in two rows front of him; all of them had their eyes on the ground, afraid to look up at anyone. There were 10 of them; all with violet markings on their bodies, and more than half of them were covered in either bruises or terrible whip marks.
Cyrus' eyes widened slightly; he recognized some of the slaves. They were the slaves of the man he killed.
"That girl looks familiar…" Juin mumbled as he looked at the youngest slave girl with bloodstained on her shirt. She was standing there with a blank expression, rubbing her exposed arms occasionally. Even though the temperature of the atmosphere within Terre D'eau was controlled by wards, she looked like she still felt quite cold.
Juin shook his head when he saw the whip marks on her arms. She looked like she was just a few years older than Cyrus, perhaps around Wesley's age. "Have we seen her before?" he mumbled to himself.
Cyrus nodded. "At the arena…"
"Oh yeah! But she has a... boss, right?" Juin changed his words. He did not like the terms "owners" and "slaves".
"No more…" Cyrus said as a dangerous glint flitted past his eyes.
"As you are all aware," the man with the green markings said, "the owner of these slaves was killed by an unknown creature. It was a terrible tragedy…"
He then paused for dramatic effect before adding, "However, because of that, the owner's heir decided to sell off these slaves at much cheaper price. Come and take a look! The owner was a man who appreciated beauty, hence all his slaves are all top quality in terms of appearances. You won't be disappointed!"
A lot of people moved closer to take a look at the slaves.
"In addition, these slaves received a lot of training before, and they are very obedient. Watch this!" the man said with a smile. He went to a young male slave and took out a knife from his own belt. Right in front of the male slave, he made a cut on the shoulder of the young female slave standing in front of the male slave, who looked somewhat similar to the male slave.
While the slave trader cut into the young female slave's shoulder, he said, "These two are twins, but look at him. He has been so well-trained that he would obey all your commands. If you buy them together, their loyalty will be to you, and they wouldn't care for each other at all."
A low growl from his side caused Juin to look down. Cyrus' eyes had turned into one that resembled a beast. Placing a hand on Cyrus' shoulder, Juin mumbled, "Don't look. Let's go."
"Cyrus… I don't have the money… and even if I have, I can't bring them back to Earth with me."
Cyrus looked at him for a second, and his beastly gaze softened as he said, "This is unfair…"
"There will always be unfairness in this world," Juin said with a sigh. "Let's just hope that whoever their next bosses are, they would be treated kindly…"
They then gave the slaves one last glance before turning around.
Ling~
Ling~
At that time, unknown to Cyrus, the sound of the bells on his ankle caught the attention of some of the slaves, including the youngest female slave. For the first time, they looked up and saw Cyrus for a brief second before the latter disappeared into the crowd.
"That sound…" the youngest female slave thought to herself. "I heard that before…"
Suddenly, a loud voice said, "I will buy all of them!"
"Romi!" a few of the potential buyers gasped; some even blushed upon seeing the owner of the voice, Romi. After all, some of them had shared his bed before.
Romi smiled at them as he walked forward, with his friend, Lem, following closely behind him. Right behind them were a few guards with blue markings on them. Each of the guards had a small rose emblem tattooed on their left c.h.e.s.t.
"Urgh… Why does a slave need other slaves?" the slave trader spat disdainfully as he looked at the number one male p.r.o.s.t.i.t.u.t.e in the city.
Romi smiled, ignoring the man's disdainful gaze. He then bowed and said respectfully, "Of course I have no need for them, sir. I was instructed by Madam to buy up all the slaves at your auction. We need to train up new performers to drum up business, and we heard that Mr. Rock had exquisite taste in slaves."
"The Madam…" the slave trader frowned. Everyone who frequented the red light district would know who the nameless "Madam" was, or at the very least, they would know what she could do to people who bothered her or her "performers".
The slave trader looked at Romi, who was staring at him straight in the eye, completely unflinching, and he felt annoyed and angered by the fact that a mere slave, one that sold his body for a living to boot, dared to look at him in such a manner. Yet he knew he could not do anything to the man before him.
Not just "Madam", but some of the potential buyers here might kill him, or worst, refuse to do business with him, if he actually hurt their favorite "toy".
There were even rumors that Romi was the lover of Princess Cecile, which if were true, made him even more untouchable by the commoners like him.
After the princess left, Juin quickly changed out of his medical clothes and went out for a walk with Cyrus. The fresh air and the change of environment, plus the bread that he received from the nurse before he left, made him feel even better than before. Without realizing it, they had walked quite a distance away from the palace, until they reached the marketplace. There, they were attracted by the hustle and bustle that was going on in front of a luxuriously decorated shopfront. "Welcome, welcome! We have a batch of new highly-trained slaves for sale today!" a fat man with green snake-like markings on his upper body yelled out loudly as he played with the whip in his hand. Juin and Cyrus quickly took a look at the so-called slaves that were lined up in two rows front of him; all of them had their eyes on the ground, afraid to look up at anyone. There were 10 of them; all with violet markings on their bodies, and more than half of them were covered in either bruises or terrible whip marks. Cyrus' eyes widened slightly; he recognized some of the slaves. They were the slaves of the man he killed. "That girl looks familiar" Juin mumbled as he looked at the youngest slave girl with bloodstained on her shirt. She was standing there with a blank expression, rubbing her exposed arms occasionally. Even though the temperature of the atmosphere within Terre D'eau was controlled by wards, she looked like she still felt quite cold. Juin shook his head when he saw the whip marks on her arms. She looked like she was just a few years older than Cyrus, perhaps around Wesley's age. "Have we seen her before?" he mumbled to himself. Cyrus nodded. "At the arena" "Oh yeah! But she has a... boss, right?" Juin changed his words. He did not like the terms "owners" and "slaves". "No more" Cyrus said as a dangerous glint flitted past his eyes. "As you are all aware," the man with the green markings said, "the owner of these slaves was killed by an unknown creature. It was a terrible tragedy" He then paused for dramatic effect before adding, "However, because of that, the owner's heir decided to sell off these slaves at much cheaper price. Come and take a look! The owner was a man who appreciated beauty, hence all his slaves are all top quality in terms of appearances. You won't be disappointed!" A lot of people moved closer to take a look at the slaves. "In addition, these slaves received a lot of training before, and they are very obedient. Watch this!" the man said with a smile. He went to a young male slave and took out a knife from his own belt. Right in front of the male slave, he made a cut on the shoulder of the young female slave standing in front of the male slave, who looked somewhat similar to the male slave. While the slave trader cut into the young female slave's shoulder, he said, "These two are twins, but look at him. He has been so well-trained that he would obey all your commands. If you buy them together, their loyalty will be to you, and they wouldn't care for each other at all." A low growl from his side caused Juin to look down. Cyrus' eyes had turned into one that resembled a beast. Placing a hand on Cyrus' shoulder, Juin mumbled, "Don't look. Let's go." "Cyrus I don't have the money and even if I have, I can't bring them back to Earth with me." Cyrus looked at him for a second, and his beastly gaze softened as he said, "This is unfair" "There will always be unfairness in this world," Juin said with a sigh. "Let's just hope that whoever their next bosses are, they would be treated kindly" They then gave the slaves one last glance before turning around. Ling~ Ling~ At that time, unknown to Cyrus, the sound of the bells on his ankle caught the attention of some of the slaves, including the youngest female slave. For the first time, they looked up and saw Cyrus for a brief second before the latter disappeared into the crowd. "That sound" the youngest female slave thought to herself. "I heard that before" Suddenly, a loud voice said, "I will buy all of them!" "Romi!" a few of the potential buyers gasped; some even blushed upon seeing the owner of the voice, Romi. After all, some of them had shared his bed before. Romi smiled at them as he walked forward, with his friend, Lem, following closely behind him. Right behind them were a few guards with blue markings on them. Each of the guards had a small rose emblem tattooed on their left c.h.e.s.t. "Urgh Why does a slave need other slaves?" the slave trader spat disdainfully as he looked at the number one male p.r.o.s.t.i.t.u.t.e in the city. Romi smiled, ignoring the man's disdainful gaze. He then bowed and said respectfully, "Of course I have no need for them, sir. I was instructed by Madam to buy up all the slaves at your auction. We need to train up new performers to drum up business, and we heard that Mr. Rock had exquisite taste in slaves." "The Madam" the slave trader frowned. Everyone who frequented the red light district would know who the nameless "Madam" was, or at the very least, they would know what she could do to people who bothered her or her "performers". The slave trader looked at Romi, who was staring at him straight in the eye, completely unflinching, and he felt annoyed and angered by the fact that a mere slave, one that sold his body for a living to boot, dared to look at him in such a manner. Yet he knew he could not do anything to the man before him. Not just "Madam", but some of the potential buyers here might kill him, or worst, refuse to do business with him, if he actually hurt their favorite "toy". There were even rumors that Romi was the lover of Princess Cecile, which if were true, made him even more untouchable by the commoners like him.
