Chapter 59
Chapter 59
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>Translator: Vine
>Chapter: 59
>Chapter Title: The Three Trash Brothers
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Wait? Who are they? The Three Trash Brothers!
In the arena, there were those known collectively as the Three Trash Brothers.
Totogen, who enjoyed corrupting innocent children.
Bansuk, who enjoyed torturing those with strong minds.
And the last piece of trash.
“Hmm, so you’re saying they’re that close?”
“Y-Yes.”
A handsome man with brown eyes and wheat-colored hair that reached his waist gave a kind smile as he looked at the roly-poly man. The man broke out in a cold sweat and nodded repeatedly.
“However, that... that male slave has been leased by Lord Totogen for about a year...”
“Oh, is that so?”
The man nodded, an inscrutable smile on his face.
“I’d find the male slave more interesting, if possible... Hmm.”
The man covered the lower half of his face with his palm and rolled his eyes. Hidden by his hand, the corners of his mouth stretched into a chillingly wide grin.
And then there was Angsho, who enjoyed driving wedges between people to watch their relationships crumble.
Totogen, Bansuk, and Angsho.
The three were infamous for lurking around various arenas, committing all sorts of vile acts. They were called the Three Trash Brothers not only because they were close but also because they were said to have similar appearances.
The roly-poly man thought to himself as he stole a glance at Angsho’s face.
‘He looks completely different from the other two, though?’
He had never seen Totogen’s face clearly, but from his wrinkled hands and the brief glimpses of his chin, he could guess what he looked like.
Rumor had it that he resembled Bansuk, so he probably looked something like him. But the man named Angsho before him looked no older than a young man.
‘Is he using black magic to maintain his youth?’
As if reading the roly-poly man’s thoughts, Angsho’s expression suddenly soured, and he bellowed.
“Get out.”
“Ye-Yes?”
“I said, get out!”
“Yes, sir!”
Startled, the roly-poly man scurried out of the room. His attendants rushed out after him. Left alone, Angsho contorted his face and placed a hand on it.
Gurgle.
His face began to melt like slime.
“Tsk, has it already reached its limit?”
He clicked his tongue and pulled at the melting substance. A fair-skinned face peeled away as if he were removing a layer of skin.
“Good thing I prepared a spare.”
His real face was far too wrinkled to belong to a young man. These weren’t the natural wrinkles of old age.
It looked more like a young face that had been covered in wrinkles. A side effect of black magic.
Angsho rummaged through his dimensional bag and took out a pure white mask. He placed it on his face and gently rubbed it, and it instantly melted into his skin.
Just like that, Angsho had his smooth face back. He put the now-softened thing he was holding into his dimensional bag and slumped onto the sofa.
With no one to see him, a vile smile spread across his face.
“A little sister who relies on her big brother. The perfect toy to break...”
Angsho tapped his knee with his index finger, then stood up with that same kind smile.
“I suppose I should have a little chat with Totogen.”
Angsho immediately left the room and headed for Totogen’s quarters.
Meanwhile, a gloomy atmosphere had settled over Totogen’s quarters.
“So... you’re saying you failed, too—”
“What...! I haven’t even started yet, and you’re calling it a failure... Ugh...”
Totogen watched Bansuk groan and clutch his back, his gaze complex. He wondered when this man, who exuded such a dangerous aura and was called a demon by the slaves, had become so pathetic.
‘Age is a terrifying thing.’
He was even a little afraid that he might end up like that one day.
“Lord Totogen, Lord Angsho is here to see you.”
“Angsho?”
Totogen glanced at Bansuk, asking if it was all right to let him in. Although this was his own residence, Bansuk was the guest who had arrived first.
The three of them—Bansuk, Totogen, and Angsho—were quite close, so Bansuk readily nodded. A moment later, Angsho arrived in the living room.
“Good afternoon, everyone.”
“It’s been a while.”
“Welcome.”
Until that moment, Totogen and Bansuk had planned to set aside the issue with Rian for a bit and enjoy some idle chat with their friend to lift their spirits.
That was, until Angsho brought up Rian.
“You too...?”
“Yes? Me too?”
“The thing is...”
When Angsho asked to borrow Rian, Totogen and Bansuk explained the current situation with grim expressions.
Of course, they omitted the part about their humiliating failures, instead sugarcoating it to something like, ‘We tried a few tricks, but they weren’t very effective, so we’re trying to figure out what to do next.’
“Hmm, if that’s the case, may I join in?”
“You too? But...”
“Hmm...”
No matter how they looked at it, three of them ganging up on a single slave seemed pathetic, so they couldn’t easily agree. But they had no other choice.
‘I’ve already joined forces with Bansuk... so it shouldn’t matter if I team up with Angsho too.’
Since Totogen had already asked Bansuk for help, he had no qualms about Angsho’s proposal. Bansuk, however, felt differently.
‘After I was humiliated like that, he wants me to just hand the kid over to Angsho? No way in hell!’
In truth, Bansuk’s opinion didn’t matter. Totogen held the authority over Rian. Thus, the decision was made easily.
“We’ll be counting on you.”
“Likewise.”
The three pieces of trash joined hands to drag Rian down to rock bottom.
***
‘Why... do I feel so popular all of a sudden?’
I was riding the elevator with a dazed expression. It had only been a few days since I met the frail old man, and now I was being summoned again by a new guest.
‘Well... should I be glad Iris isn’t the one being called up?’
It wouldn’t affect me much no matter where I got hurt or what happened to me, since I’d just recover in an instant, but for Iris, it could be fatal.
‘Thinking of it as being called up in her place makes it a little better, doesn’t it?’
As I entertained these silly thoughts, the elevator arrived. I walked down the now-familiar hallway and stopped in front of a door I’d never seen before.
“This time should be a little easier.”
At some point, the rat beastkin had started acting friendly, giving me tips like this. Everything else was fine, but... he smelled like he didn’t wash often, so his friendliness was off-putting. I gave a vague nod and approached the door. The rat beastkin opened it for me.
‘I wonder what kind of person it’ll be today? And... what will they want to do?’
The faint-hearted zombie fainted at the sight of my organs, and the frail old man made his exit clutching his back.
‘Come to think of it, none of these encounters have been pleasant.’
Remembering that they always ended poorly, I moved inside. The hallway connected to the door I’d entered through had a generally dark atmosphere.
The curtains on the hallway windows were drawn, blocking out most of the light, and only the sconces on the walls illuminated the path. The candles were brighter than I expected, clearly revealing the pattern on the carpet. I had no trouble moving forward.
“This way, please.”
“Gasp...!”
I was habitually walking straight ahead when I heard an unfamiliar voice from behind. I turned around to see a woman in a maid’s uniform standing there.
‘When did she appear? Is she a ninja or an assassin?’
I briefly fantasized about battle maids before quickly snapping out of it and looking where she was pointing. There was a door I hadn’t noticed before.
‘I feel like the protagonist of a fairy tale.’
Feeling bewildered, I approached the door. The maid came over and opened it for me.
Click.
“Ah...”
As the door opened, a mouth-watering aroma wafted out.
“Welcome.”
Beyond the door, a table laden with a magnificent feast and a man I’d never seen before awaited me. The man, seated at the head of the table, gestured for me to come in. I swallowed dryly and stepped inside.
“Please, sit wherever you’re comfortable.”
At his words, I promptly sat down in front of the most delicious-looking food. The man let out a small chuckle and spoke.
“You must be very hungry.”
“I’m not particularly hungry, but... seeing such delicious food in front of me is making me feel an appetite I didn’t know I had!”
The man tilted his head at my response but said nothing.
“Is that so? In that case, please, eat as much as you like.”
“Gasp, may I really?”
“Yes, this table was prepared for you.”
“Thank you!”
‘He must be a good person!’
I thought to myself as I placed some of the delicious food onto my plate and began to eat.
***
‘Hmm, this is a new type.’
Angsho’s mind raced as he watched Rian eat.
‘He must have been a slave for quite some time, so where does that confident attitude come from? More importantly... who just accepts and eats delicious food from a stranger like that? How ignorant can one be?’
It was a carefree attitude Rian could afford because nothing Angsho did could harm him in the slightest, but there was no way for Angsho to know that.
‘A polite, ignorant fool who cherishes his little sister... I’ll be able to break him in no time.’
A vivid image formed in Angsho’s mind: a corrupted Rian treating his sister cruelly, eventually betraying and killing her.
He had some big dreams.