My na is Maria. I'm a slave.
What I am in is a compartnt where criminal slaves and severely defective slaves are thrown in. Slave traders also don't introduce legitimate custors to slaves who are here.
Naturally, right? Because the only people who would want slaves like you here would be quite fond of things, or people in business who can't be on the table.
By the way, I am a slave to the highly defective. Because one eye is crushed, one arm is missing, and his face and body are scratched. I think it was originally the face you see there, but now there's no shadow to see either.
Let tell you a little old story about .
I was born and raised in a small village in the eastern part of the Kingdom of Eldia. Most of that village was subhuman. Perhaps I could say Beast Man. The position of the Beastman was not very good in this country, and the village was very poor.
I also lived in that village until I was 11. But many of the winters of the previous year were tougher than I expected and crops were no longer working, and I couldn't help it if I didn't give them a mouth drop.
It would be better than straining the village to starve to death, as it is enough to hand over a few children to a slaver who visits regularly, even when it cos to mouth-watering. I think there were so reasons that made laugh now that I think about it, such as being a slave, maybe being taken away to a good place, etc.
Especially since I was a kid who couldn't do anything right. They said they had no talent for hunting, cooking, sewing, chores, dispensing, mining, blacksmithing, whatever it involves or does. I lived with the help of a house in detail, but I also think it's natural to be sold when it's out of order like this year.
I was rocked by a carriage and headed to the bigger city. A beautiful sister's slave ca into the carriage in the village where she stopped along the way. He said he was going to his son because he worked as a slave in a rich mansion for everything, but the owner of that house died.
The sister was in her late 20s, but (in a weird way) she was a veteran slave and told a lot about it. Behavior of standing as a slave. tone. Especially stories such as how to serve seed like fire coming out of my face, but thanks to my sister, I also decided to be ready.
They often don't get good treatnt when they show sothing negative about that kind of behavior. Especially since the Beast Man seems to be seen so often downstairs, he has taught us that we should sell the festivities, even if they are resistant, and aim to treat them well. I don't like twisting anymore. I want you to treat like a good seller.
As the village approached, the rchant scread in great panic.
"We've got demons! I'm a bunch of fangwolves!
There aren't many demons out there near the carriageway, and I didn't think there would be a bunch of wolves about goblins out there. I also have an escort, but I also assud that was enough to deal with goblins, and there were just two people who had so understanding.
and your sister were freaking out and getting smaller. Naturally. Only a handful of trained people can fight demons. Even the alleged weak goblin is a symbol of fear from a human being who has never fought like or your sister. Look, there were only three wolves, and I can't tell if I could call them a herd, but I couldn't help but see those three looking so horrible.
The escort challenged his werewolf opponent to battle. I can't say it's advantageous. Because while we're losing in numbers, we have to protect the carriage.
"Co!"
The slave trader understood such a disadvantage, and when he grabbed my hand, he forced to stand.
As I followed him without knowing what he was going to do, he was stuck out of the shadow of the carriage towards the wolf. One of the wolves noticed and attacked .
Scary!
The wolf mutilated my face, mutilated my body, and when I ripped one arm off, I started eating that arm.
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!
My head was turning bright white and I couldn't think of anything else. Next thing I knew, I was lying in the carriage.
Your sister told that while I was being eaten, the escort knocked down two of the wolves and got rid of the wolves eating my arms. I seem to have been a jerk. If it cos to being your sister or , then naturally it must be .
This is how I got hurt before I was sold as a slave. Even if I didn't think I could sell it, I guess as a slave trader I couldn't have taken him by accounting. Because they also pay so money to the villagers. If you throw it away here, they might think you're dressed.
We've reached the city's slave traders. I'm here now. Here. As soon as I followed, I was put in a compartnt where this criminal slave or sothing was put in. You don't seem to intend to sell it to a normal opponent from the start. I was also given a al, but obviously not much. Not much different from the village, no, it would be less than the village.
That's where I realized. You said you weren't going to let live here. From there I aroused despair, regret and resentnt. No, it has the proviso that it's in my mind because I barely have a voice... After that, it's a plea. If you can help , I'll do anything. I listen to anything you say. I dedicate everything. So please help .... naturally nothing changed.
I guess now I'm calm and thinking about this because hopelessness has given up once and for all.
No matter what you think, you can't be bought. It would be such a ghetto hobby to deal with a worn so far, even if it's for fun. Naturally, when you're done using it, you'll definitely get dumped and die.
One eye is open, but there's no hope there. After that, we just wait for death.
Soone ca in. Is it a al? No, it should be too early. Apparently, a custor is here. You're a lover of things. Looks like a man.
Slaves here are forbidden to sell. I don't have a busy history. I guess we can't even let our custors hear it. A criminal slave girl who has recently entered such a custor is making a sale. If you look closely, both the custor and the girl have dark hair and dark eyes. Is there any connection? My ears are almost crushed, too, so I don't hear them too far away. We're talking about sothing... but, well, it won't matter to .
After a while, the custor's man went back. Will even the girl buy it earlier?
Slave traders approach.
Stand up.
My n will take my hand and make stand up. Is sothing wrong with ?
"You have been bought by a current custor. I'll make you look at least as good now, so follow ."
I didn't know what you were talking about. Will I be bought? Why? The man just now didn't show you that. I'm not even close. I said a favorite custor, was he a favorite custor of Getestuff? It had nothing to do with such a ss, I was washed in a place like a bathroom or a flush. It's basically drooling in the compartnt just now. I'm not saying what. Even I gave up raw, because I'm a girl for once. Maybe.
They put on better clothes there and took to the waiting room for an earlier man. There were girls in criminal slavery, other girls of good stature, and girls who looked younger than girls in criminal slavery. What kind of relationship is it? Are they slaves too? If so, can we expect so good treatnt?... That's not true. There still seems to be hope beyond this period. There's nothing like that.
Use male blood to register for slave prints. I had a little pain, but it doesn't really matter because my whole body hurts.
At the end of the registration, a man gave the first order.
"I bought you two. His na is Jen. I'm taking you to the inn we owe you. The details co from that. So don't talk until then. This is the first order."
He's called Jen. You must like Getestuff. It's been used several tis as a favorite, and I guess it gets dumped and dies. Hopefully at the end of the day we'll be eating so delicious food...
Jen held and I ca to the inn. Will it be done quickly? Is it because I'm dying if I don't do it fast? Anyway, they let in the room. The other girls are with . Such a number of people from such daylight, including with such a terrible deficiency... Jen must be the owner of a hell of a hobby.
What is such a stunning thing about ? Back to back, Jen and the others had left alone and talked to a criminal slave girl. I'm talking about the tastasizer or sothing, but I don't think I understand. Well, it's got nothing to do with .
Master Jen has approached us. Seems to introduce you to . You'll die soon anyway. You won't need my introduction...
"He says he can introduce himself, so I'll take his place. The na of this Beastman girl is Maria. It's called The Brave Man of the Beast."
"Guuuuu"
I didn't understand the translation and I got a weird voice. No, you groan.
What is a brave man? I don't rember. I know the na Maria because... that's why. I don't recall having nad him since I left the village. There's no way you know.
Jen and the others are having another conversation that I don't understand. I don't understand the magic or the title.
Jen said with his eyes on this one.
"Maria, I'm going to cure your defect by magic. We don't know exactly what will happen, but it won't just get worse than it is now. Do you accept?"
I didn't know what you were talking about. That's all this is about . But I didn't know the number one by far. What does magic an to cure defects? I've never heard of that. I've heard that only a god drug called God's Made can cure defects, but it's like a fairy tale. I don't think such a miracle can be made possible by such a young man.
But if you think about it, it won't get any worse than it is now, as Jen said. This is not hope. But can I just try to get them to do it?
I nodded.
"Okay. Start chanting now"
Master Jen started chanting when he stood in front of , and it seed like it took him about 10 minutes to finish chanting. I've never even heard magic or anything with a long chant so far.
"Revive!"
The light wrapped up. I felt very good in the light. It was as if I was in the sun on a sunny day.
When the light subsided I was blind to both eyes. When I look at it, my arms are back.
"That, I can talk. I also have hands. Why... I just say I'm not dead anymore... Ugh,"
The joy has crept up. There was a glimr of hope that I should have thrown away.
"Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Yeah, yeah, yeah."
I'm sorry, but I cried out. I can't stop the tears spilling. Probably been crying for more than 10 minutes. Yeah, not if you're doing this. As soon as I thought so, I was kneeling towards Jen.
"Uh, Maria. What's that pose?
Master Jen will ask. Tears are still out there, but don't keep Jen waiting. I'll answer right away.
"I wanted to show my loyalty in form."
Words ca out surprisingly even myself. It seed to that I ant what I thought in the slave trader, that if you helped , I would do anything and give everything.
"Until now, I have not been able to say anything, so let say it again. My na is Maria. Dear Jen, I sincerely appreciate your help with . There's very little I can do right now, but let at least dedicate my whole life to loyalty."
It was saved from the normal state of death. Let's dedicate the rest of our lives to this one. We can get this far. Jen is no different from God. Let us dedicate our faith.
Speaking of which, your slave sister told you to sell your festivities even if you didn't an it, but you don't need them anymore. Because I am uncomfortable without having to sell Fei or anything.
Even after this, Jen gave various things. Actually, it could be < contract bond (engagent link) > that I was most happy with. Being connected to Jen at all tis gave trendous relief and confidence.
It is unfortunate that those who serve are not yet required. As far as how it goes, it doesn't seem like you can't because you're an animal man. Is it not attractive enough? We just have to find out what your husband likes and try to keep up with it. Let's do our best to have rcy one day.
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