The Privileges of a Slave
Professor Lucia’s class ended, and the students began moving to their next lecture. “Lucia, I’ll see you later.” “Yes, Master Kael. I’ll see you then.”
Kael bid farewell to Professor Lucia and headed toward Professor Galen’s class. It was time for physical training—the hellish hour every student dreaded more than anything else.
“All right, my young cadets! Once again, it is time to forge your stamina!”
Professor Galen let out his signature booming laugh and stood like an immovable boulder in the center of the clearing.
“Today you will run ten laps around the field! Anyone who fails to complete all ten within thirty minutes will be wrapped in bandage magic and forced to keep running until every lap is finished!”
The students’ faces drained of color, terror flooding their eyes. The trauma from the day before yesterday and yesterday—the memory of the bandage magic—rose again like a nightmare.
“Thirty minutes again?” “We’re going to die out there like yesterday.” “Please… I just want to finish it today.”
The mere thought of feeling their bones twist and muscles tear once more left them shaking with fear and despair.
At that moment, Kael raised his hand. His expression remained perfectly calm.
“Professor Galen, may Rin, Ming, and I be excused from today’s lesson as well?”
Professor Galen burst into hearty laughter and nodded at once. “Haha! Of course you may! Kael, you are welcome to sit out whenever you wish! The same goes for Rin and Ming.”
His eyes, like those of the other professors, openly shone with blatant favoritism. Thanks to the late-night snack Kael had provided yesterday, the man seemed to be in an especially excellent mood. He even looked cautious, as if afraid of offending Kael in any way.
“Thank you, Professor Galen.”
Kael smiled and gave Serenity’s rear a light, familiar pat over her short blue skirt. Then he added, “Also, Serenity here has become my slave starting today. I’d like her to be excused from the running as well.”
“Oho! Is that so? Excellent! She should absolutely be exempted! Haha!”
Professor Galen granted permission without hesitation. Serenity was thus freed from the torture, and the eyes of every watching student burned with a toxic mix of envy and rage.
Serenity’s deep green eyes, however, sparkled with overwhelming gratitude. She had been one of the girls wrapped in bandage magic during the first and second classes, screaming as she was forced to run. The memory of her bones wrenching and muscles ripping while the magic drove her forward was still painfully vivid.
Simply being spared that hellish agony was enough to convince her that becoming Kael’s slave had been the greatest decision of her life.
“Thank you… Master…”
“That’s my girl, Serenity. My sweet little slave.”
Kael’s hand openly caressed her buttocks in full view of everyone, yet Serenity accepted the touch with genuine pleasure. The other students stared at her in disbelief. A few clicked their tongues at the sight of a noble girl so willingly submitting like a proper slave.
But far more of the female students than before began to waver. After the heavenly taste of chocolate milk came this additional privilege—complete exemption from the academy’s worst torment.
If I became Kael’s slave too… I could eat delicious food every night and escape this hellish class.
If only I could get out of this nightmare…!
Longing ignited in their eyes. Still, none of them dared step forward yet. They were too conscious of the other students watching.
“Damn it! Look at her selling her body for special treatment!” “Why is everything so unfair?”
Observing their reactions, Kael kept one hand possessively on Serenity’s waist as he approached Professor Galen. He opened the shop window and purchased a 500 ml bottle of Powerade (Mountain Blast). Thanks to the many students who had praised the chocolate milk, he had already recovered most of the points he had spent.
“Professor Galen, after training when your throat is dry, try this drink. It’s very refreshing and tastes excellent.”
Professor Galen accepted the blue bottle with greedy, sparkling eyes. “I gratefully accept, student Kael.”
He twisted the cap open and took a sip. The moment the crisp aroma and sweet, tingling flavor slid down his throat, he let out a roar of delight.
“A-amazing! Student Kael! Thank you so much! This flavor is truly incredible! It’s the kind of taste that makes life feel worth living! Haha! Absolutely marvelous!”
Professor Galen has praised you:
“This is a flavor that makes life feel worth living! Haha! Student Kael, you are truly amazing!”
Points +1
Experience +1
Current Points: 10,418
Experience: 546/1000
Kael smiled at the reaction. “Professor, while the others are running, I’ll go do some light exercise on my own.”
He turned to Rin, Ming, and Serenity. “You three, come warm up lightly with me.”
“Yes, Lord Kael!” Rin and Ming answered in perfect unison, smiling brightly.
Serenity’s voice trembled with emotion as she replied, “Yes, Master…”
Professor Galen laughed heartily once more and showered him with praise. “Haha! As expected, student Kael is truly diligent! Most excellent!”
No matter what Kael did, the professor would laugh and praise him. To the students, it looked less like admiration and more like outright bribery.
Their faces twisted with fury. “Damn it, he’s completely sold out for a damn drink.” “Looks like every professor has gone over to his side.”
Of course their muttering reached Professor Galen’s ears. Yet instead of growing angry, he grinned.
“Oh! You all seem overflowing with energy today! Excellent! Since I’m in such a good mood, I’ll revise the time—from thirty minutes to twenty-five! If you cannot complete ten laps within twenty-five minutes, I will wrap you in bandage magic and correct your form by force!”
“He’s insane!” “Twenty-five minutes?!”
The students stared at one another in panic. Even Irina and Princess Eleonora visibly stiffened. Ten laps in twenty-five minutes was an uncertain goal even for them.
“This is too much! How are we supposed to run ten laps in twenty-five minutes?!” one girl protested, face crumpling.
“Twenty-five minutes? Are you crazy?” “Exactly! This is ridiculous!” “If you’re in a good mood, raise it to thirty-five instead!” “Why are you shortening the time?!”
The male students ground their teeth and joined the protest. Professor Galen merely laughed as if their desperation amused him and waved his hand.
“Oho! Such loud voices! Your passion burns so brightly! To beg to wear the bandages from the very start—how fierce and intense! Marvelous!”
Mana poured from his hand, instantly wrapping bandages around the arms and legs of every protesting student.
“Aaaaaagh!”
They screamed before the run had even begun. One of the bandaged girls shrieked Kael’s name in terror.
“Young Master Aberwin! Young Master Aberwin! Please save me!”
Kael ignored her desperate plea completely. Seeing that he wouldn’t even acknowledge her, the girl cried out again, tears streaming down her face.
“I-I’ll be a slave! I’ll become your slave! Just like Viscount Esmeral’s daughter—I’ll be your slave too, so please…!”
She had reached the brink of experiencing that bone-twisting, muscle-ripping agony again. Her voice cracked with raw desperation.
Yet Kael simply shook his head. “No. Lucia is currently managing all the slave contracts. If you wanted to become my slave, you should have done it during her class earlier. Speak with her afterward.”
Only when disaster was already upon her had she offered herself. There was no sincerity in such a last-minute plea.
“Now then—begin!”
At Professor Galen’s command, the girl’s face collapsed into utter despair. The remaining students not yet wrapped in bandages broke into a frantic sprint, faces pale with terror.
Many of the girls wore athletic shorts beneath their skirts, but those who hadn’t managed to obtain any were running with nothing but panties underneath. Their skirt hems fluttered wildly, flashing their thighs, yet none of them cared about the view they were giving. The boys were too desperate to even think of looking.
“Kyaaak! Don’t push me!” “Get out of the way! I don’t want to get caught by the bandage magic!”
Kael watched the chaotic scene and chuckled softly. His hand slid along Serenity’s smooth thigh, savoring the soft, elastic feel of her skin.
“Watch them closely,” he murmured. “That is what happens when you cling to your pride. If they had come to me like you did and asked to become my slave from the beginning, they wouldn’t have to run like dogs.”
Serenity listened to the screams filling the clearing. The simple knowledge that she was not among those trapped in hell brought her a wave of deep relief.
Kael smiled gently as he stroked her hair and thigh, savoring the way she melted under his touch.