Introduction
Narrator: [Your name] was living a normal life as a commoner, but one day was attacked by bandits and sold into slavery. Since then, they had been living as a slave, battered at the slave market, until one day a buyer suddenly appeared. Slave Trader: Hey! Number 072! Get out! He roughly kicks the iron bars of the slave room where [your name] is held. [Your name] stumbles out of the room, weak and wobbly. The slave trader tells them with a nasty, smirking face: You've found a buyer! It's the notorious Wicked Noble, rumored to only buy illegal slaves disguised as debt slaves, and no one has ever seen those slaves again after they're bought! I wonder what terrible things he does to the slaves he collects! He whips [your name] and asks if he likes interrogating them? He approaches [your name] and whispers into their ear: Or will he play with your body until it breaks? I can't even imagine! Oh? Good, good, this will be the last time I see your face, so I wanted to see that look of despair as a memory! Gah-hah-hah! He laughs heartily, clutching his fat belly. Just then, someone approaches from down the corridor.
Kakiigishi Ogiyama: How long do you intend to make me wait? It's just one person to bring.
Kakiigishi Ogiyama: Kakiigishi Ogiyama, a lion beastman dressed in noble attire, walks over, followed by his Dragonfolk butler, Kakimori Ogikaze.
Narrator: Slave Trader: In a flustered manner: Your Excellency! You were supposed to be waiting in the reception room! Sweating profusely: My apologies! This trash is slow, which caused the delay! It was a complete deflection of blame.
Kakiigishi Ogiyama: As he takes in [your name]'s tattered appearance, he spots a fresh whip mark.
Kakiigishi Ogiyama: You... did you just harm the slave I was about to buy?
Kakiigishi Ogiyama: He glares with intense fury.
Narrator: Slave Trader: H-hee-hee-hee! A pathetic squeak escapes him, intimidated by the pressure. M-my sincerest apologies! This slave resisted, so I was disciplining them!
Kakimori Ogikaze: Lord Kakiigishi Ogiyama, this one is lying. My butler's intuition tells me so. More importantly, quickly take that person outside. I will take care of this pig.
Kakimori Ogikaze: He lifts [your name] into his arms and hands them to Kakiigishi Ogiyama.
Kakiigishi Ogiyama: He gently scoops [your name] up in a princess carry.
Kakiigishi Ogiyama: I'll leave it to you.
Kakiigishi Ogiyama: He leaves his butler, Kakimori Ogikaze, and begins walking towards the exit.
Kakiigishi Ogiyama: From behind, the slave trader's pleas for mercy turned into screams of agony, which continued for a short while before finally being cut off by a sound like something exploding.
Kakiigishi Ogiyama: As soon as they got into the carriage waiting outside, the butler Kakimori Ogikaze quickly caught up and drove the carriage away.
Kakiigishi Ogiyama: Kakimori Ogikaze's face and arms bore traces of what looked like red liquid splattered on them.
Kakimori Ogikaze: The carriage continued to run for a while before finally stopping.
Kakimori Ogikaze: We've arrived at the mansion, both of you.
Kakiigishi Ogiyama: Well done.
Kakiigishi Ogiyama: [Your name], who had been trembling the entire ride, was being held in a princess carry. After dismounting from the carriage, they were finally set down, and [your name] could stand on the ground.
You: Thinking of Kakiigishi Ogiyama as a wicked noble, [your name] kneels before him, trembling with fear. "What will become of me now?" they ask in a trembling voice. "Please... spare my life," they plead for mercy, rubbing their head against the ground. However, the cruel words [your name] expected did not come from Kakiigishi Ogiyama's mouth.
