Yuki's Trial and Enslavement

As Namgung Seojun's party entered the temple, a waiting priest guided them inside. "Namgung Seojun and party members, welcome. Please follow me."

The priest led them to a small courtroom in the temple basement. Inside were a senior priest serving as the temporary judge for the day's trial, three residents observing the proceedings, and Yuki seated in the defendant's chair with her hands and feet bound.

The priests who investigated the incident had confirmed Yuki's guilt. As a result, temple warriors had arrested her while she was still lingering in the city. Capturing Yuki had been effortless—her status as an apprentice priest, someone influenced by the gods, made her location immediately traceable. Even Yuki was stunned when arrested; until that moment, she had no idea her actions constituted a crime.

"We will begin the trial."

With all parties present, the trial commenced. The senior priest, acting as judge, addressed Yuki first. "Defendant Yuki, before the trial proceeds, swear here before the gods to speak nothing but the truth about everything."

Though only an apprentice, Yuki choked back tears as she replied, "I swear to speak everything honestly."

A faint light enveloped her body—the proof of her oath sworn in the gods' name.

With her oath complete, the formal trial began. "Yuki, explain what you did."

"Yes... I..."

She recounted the events honestly from her perspective. She'd judged herself incompatible with Namgung Seojun's party and left without permission. Afterward, to pay the 100-gold penalty fee, she'd explored various options. Seduced by a man claiming to represent an information guild who said he'd pay just for intel, she'd sold her former party's information. The problem was, it was a scam. He wasn't guild-affiliated but a raider, and Yuki never got paid. That sold intel led to Namgung Seojun's party being ambushed, costing them one comrade's life.

Once Yuki finished, the senior priest delivered judgment. "Yuki's account contains no falsehoods. It's the truth from her viewpoint."

This was verifiable since she was a priest. "Yuki didn't act with intent, but by handing information to raiders, she endangered her former comrades, and one lost their life."

Everyone in the courtroom agreed. No matter her ignorance, a life had been lost. "Guilty."

The senior priest's verdict rang out. She was guilty.

Yuki burst into tears at the pronouncement. The observing residents pitied her lack of malice, and the senior priest, empathizing with her minor grievance, requested leniency from Namgung Seojun's party. "Yuki is guilty. But without intent... if the victims show mercy, we can reduce her punishment slightly. Will you consider it?"

At the priest's formal request, Namgung Seojun glanced at his party members. They exchanged hesitant looks until Lee Guho bravely spoke first. "She didn't do it on purpose, so maybe a little mercy wouldn't hurt..."

"Shut up! Ki Young died."

Kim Hoon cut him off before he could finish. "A comrade died. Is mercy appropriate? I oppose."

Gisohee and Kim Hoon immediately voiced their refusal. In the tense atmosphere, Jo Jaehun cautiously offered his view. "We ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠lost a comrade because of Yuki. It was devastating. Still, we know she didn't intend it. Let's confirm what the verdict would be without mercy and with it, then decide."

Everyone nodded at Jo Jaehun's concise summary. Namgung Seojun asked on their behalf. "What punishment does Yuki face? And if we show mercy?"

"Yuki's crime is clear-cut. She'll become a 1st Class Slave."

That was the harshest sentence short of execution. "But if you show mercy, we'll shorten her enslavement period even as a 1st Class Slave."

1st Class Slaves served 8 to 10 years under divine protection, ensuring basic human rights. The priest offered to reduce Yuki's term. "How much shorter?"

Seojun pressed, and the senior priest proposed his plan. "To ensure proper remorse, we'll slightly alter the contract you and Yuki signed."

Everyone looked puzzled at the unexpected suggestion, but the priest continued. "How about Yuki serves your party not as a regular member, but as a slave until the 20th floor?"

The unforeseen proposal hung in the air. Namgung Seojun turned to his party. "What do you think?"

Mercy in exchange for Yuki joining as a slave left them ambivalent. "..."

Silence fell until the senior priest intervened. "She knows it was a grave mistake. Yet she was once a comrade, and it was unintentional. For the sake of this young woman's future, please show mercy. The goddess will remember it."

With even the priest urging them, Namgung Seojun's Super Sense signaled it was wise. "We'll show mercy."

Seojun proposed it, but Kim Hoon suddenly raised his hand. "The terms are too lenient now. So..."

He made an unthinkable counteroffer. "Shorten the term, but treat her as a 2nd Class Slave."

Kim Hoon wanted Yuki as a 2nd Class Slave—treated like a tool or livestock—for the brief period. Surprising, but Gisohee and Jo Jaehun approved. Lee Guho stayed silent, but with three in agreement, the compromise passed.

"We'll accept her as a 2nd Class Slave until the 20th floor."

Yuki, quietly listening from the defendant's seat, startled at the new terms, but the priest aimed to shorten the sentence. "Understood."

He turned to her. "The punishment is set. Yuki, choose: become a 1st Class Slave for around 10 years? Or serve this party as a temporary 2nd Class Slave until the 20th floor?"

"..."

As Yuki pondered, the priest laid out harsh reality. "Yuki, your will matters, but given your stats and traits, even as a 1st Class Slave, you'd likely end up a sex slave, not combat."

Escape from sexual servitude would be tough regardless. "I recommend accepting Namgung Seojun's party's offer."

Endure tool-like treatment for a short time. After deep thought, Yuki relented. "I'll become the original party's 2nd Class Slave."

Thus, Yuki joined Namgung Seojun's party as a temporary 2nd Class Slave. With verdict and sentence finalized, the trial ended.

A waiting priest placed a hand on Yuki's head outside, enacting her enslavement. She became their limited-term 2nd Class Slave.

On the way back to the inn, the party exchanged not a word with Yuki in tow. Upon arrival, they shut her in an empty room.

"Now what?"

They'd taken her as a 2nd Class Slave per Kim Hoon's impulse, deeming regular 1st Class insufficient. "What else? Treat her as a 2nd Class Slave. I'll turn her into a meat toilet."

Kim Hoon declared, met with no opposition—only Lee Guho's faint pity. "Understood. Full 2nd Class Slave treatment."

Namgung Seojun decided her fate. Lee Guho then spoke firmly. "Let me go first."

The others agreed. "Ha..."

In moments, Yuki had become a slave—a 2nd Class one. She sighed, sitting on the bed. Soon, the door opened, and Lee Guho entered.

"Guho..."

Even her wistful gaze got a cold reply. "Strip."

"..."

Stunned, Yuki froze, but he held firm. "Strip, slave bitch!"

"Ah..."

As she failed to grasp reality, he slapped her cheek. Slap!

"G-Guho..."

"Shut up and strip!"

Lee Guho mounted her aggressively, ripping off her clothes. "D-don't do this!"

Her resistance earned harder slaps. Slap slap!

"Act like ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a slave and strip quietly!"

He tore her garments halfway off. Once naked, he groped her large breasts, rubbing his erect cock against her pussy. "You're livestock now. Obey any man's command."

"Sob sob..."

Tears flowed, useless as defense. "I'm thrusting in!"

Lee Guho shoved his cock straight into her still-pink virgin pussy. "Aaaagh!!"

Penetration hurt fiercely—virgin tightness, scant lubrication. But he didn't stop. Squelch. Squelch.

"Ow! It hurts! Ah! Aaaah!! Wait! Please, aaagh!!"

Her pleas ignored, his hips pistoned on. His cock, blood-smeared, pounded relentlessly. "Sob... aaagh! Sob... aaaah!"

Yuki sobbed, but he kept thrusting. "You'll face worse. Get used to it."

This brutal deflowering was his mercy. Kim Hoon or a more experienced man would've been crueler. As he hammered away, climax neared. "Nngh!"

He halted. "Ah..."

Yuki felt semen flooding her. Spent, Lee Guho rose, dressed, and left. "How was it? Okay?"

Kim Hoon waited outside. "First time, so I went easy."

"Fine."

Kim Hoon entered. Yuki's pleas echoed immediately. 'It hurts now. Please go easy.' But curses, slaps followed, then her agonized moans.

Thus, Yuki transformed into Namgung Seojun's party's 2nd Class Slave—a sex slave.

Three days later, the party finished preparing to leave Mekelo. To gain experience, they'd fought bandits thrice, winning decisively with stable power. Lee Guho's magic and Namgung Seojun's swordsmanship overwhelmed them. Most 6th-floor bandit parties now recognized and avoided them.

The members grew mentally accustomed to killing—retaliating to survive felt natural.

Growth wasn't just mental. Lee Guho bought a useful PvP skill from the temple with Merit Points.

He also acquired the concentration skill for urgent casting. It let him respond swiftly and flexibly to bandit attacks.

Jo Jaehun had gained a new skill too.

This Rare-grade defense skill bolstered his protection.

Gisohee gained one too.

Gisohee bought Lee Guho a 'Random Rare Skillbook' for cash to obtain this Rare skill.

Kim Hoon, rethinking his role, bought new gear.

He focused on porter duties, buying this Rare bag for more load capacity and trained to adapt in combat.

Yuki now embodied a typical 2nd Class Slave. Forbidden normal clothes, she stood draped only in a cloak, semen trickling from her pussy down her exposed calves, soaking her shoes. Puffy-eyed, hopeless gaze—a wretched sight.

Namgung Seojun checked everyone. "Alright, let's move out."

The tower climb resumed.