Traces of Enjoyably Using the Female Slave (1)
Instead of my heart racing, a sudden surge of anger flared up inside me. What kind of trick is this rotten bitch trying to pull now? The more I looked at her, the more she seemed like a complete lunatic. So I leaned in close to her ear, brushed my lips against it, and whispered low.
“I have no business with you. Get lost.”
I turned to look at Gladia. Since senior Harry couldn’t take the lead, I had no choice but to step up. Even in this situation, Gladia’s old habits as a secretary must have kicked in; she was busy pumping Kelly for information about Crachio—where the hidden safe and ledgers were, whether any other bandit groups besides Chen had been involved, that sort of thing.
“Squad leader, I’ll be on my way now. See you next time.”
“Why not stay and talk a little longer before you go?”
“Sorry, I don’t have time.”
“Let’s have another drink later~ Got it? This big sis will give you a really tight hug then, so look forward to it.”
She gave me a sticky wink. The chill that ran down my spine made my steps quicken. In this bandit group, the Eighth Squad seemed to be made up entirely of people I wanted to avoid. It was easily the worst squad for me.
“All right, you hold the knife like this.”
When we reached the clearing where three scarecrows stood, Harry spent the next hour teaching me how to grip a dagger and which parts of a person’s body would cause fatal wounds if stabbed.
“Now copy me.”
Harry’s teaching style was clumsy, but because it came from real experience, a lot of what he said hit home. I repeated his words over and over so I wouldn’t forget them.
The reason I learned so diligently was simple: I would have plenty of chances to use these skills in this new world. This was a place where the sword came before the law.
But before that, I needed my own knife first. Getting a dedicated blade and getting used to its weight was the immediate priority. Only then would my learning speed improve. Swinging a kitchen knife around all day wouldn’t get me anywhere.
After an hour of training, I sat down on the ground to rest. That was when my eyes landed on Kelly, who had tied her rope to a tree. She was sitting there blankly, staring up at the night sky. The sight made her look both sorrowful and somehow like a pet dog.
At least she had stopped crying. I stared at her for a moment, then asked Harry, who was lying beside me, in a languid voice.
“Harry.”
“Yeah?”
“If I sold that woman, could I get a better dagger than this one?”
A better dagger than the one Marcus had lent me. After all, you need a decent weapon before learning feels worthwhile.
“How much do you think the Twelfth Squad would pay for her?”
A greedy urge to buy a weapon quickly had taken root.
“Want to go ask the Twelfth Squad?”
“Can I just ask the price and come right back?”
“I’ll talk to my friend. I’ve got one there.”
I immediately jumped to my feet, grabbed Kelly’s rope, and headed for the Twelfth Squad’s barracks with Harry. There, I asked Harry’s friend—a scrawny, skeletal man—to appraise Kelly.
“Hmm. Let’s have a look.”
The man’s eyes slowly traveled over Kelly’s body. It wasn’t a lecherous gaze; it was the calculating look of a merchant assessing merchandise. Kelly trembled faintly in fear.
“Ah, open your mouth.”
When the man mimed opening his mouth, Kelly obeyed. His finger immediately slipped inside and probed around.
“No rotten teeth, and they’re nicely aligned. Not too yellow either.”
Next he grabbed a fistful of her hair and forced her head down. A low cry escaped Kelly’s lips. The man inspected her scalp like a monkey grooming another, then nodded in satisfaction.
“The hair has good strength and thickness. That’s a plus. If it were blonde, I could have gotten a much higher price. Light brown like this is just average. Take off your clothes.”
Kelly hesitated, shyly covering her chest with both hands. I stepped forward and stripped away her single piece of clothing. My mood was growing darker by the second.
Once Kelly was naked, the man became even more thorough in his evaluation. He lifted one of her arms and sniffed her armpit.
“Hmm. Strong body odor. Most regular male customers don’t like women who smell. Perverted customers are the opposite, though.”
The way he kept evaluating my slave as low-value made me feel an odd sense of defiance as her owner.
“Maybe she smells more because she hasn’t washed,” I said.
“That’s separate. Everyone has their own unique scent even after bathing. That’s what I’m talking about.”
The man casually grabbed both of her breasts and kneaded them. Kelly frowned in pain and flinched.
“Breasts are neither too big nor too small—just right. Good elasticity, not sagging like an old woman’s. The chest is fine.”
This time he made her turn around and bend over to inspect her anus.
“Looks like she’s never had anal sex. Good. Now lie down.”
He had Kelly lie on her back and spread her legs, then squatted down to examine her genitals. He stroked them with his hand and sniffed.
“Small and pretty shape. Not much smell from the vagina. At this level, she can definitely be sold as a sex slave. She’s young, so her body is very fresh. Especially nice that there are no scars or tattoos on her skin.”
When the appraisal ended, Kelly hurriedly gathered her clothes and dressed. I approached the man and spoke quietly.
“How much for that level?”
“About 250 veni? That’s me being generous. If she were blonde, it would have easily gone over 300.”
“What can I buy with 250 veni?”
“What can you buy? What are you asking?”
“Can I stay at an inn for a few days with 250 veni? Or rather, is it enough to buy a few horses?”
Veni, veni. I needed to understand the actual value of one veni before I could develop any proper sense of the economy.
“250 veni would make it hard to buy even one horse. Pack horses go for around 280 veni, and hunting horses are about 1,500 veni each.”
“What?”
My face crumpled on its own. A person was worth less than a horse.
Harry jumped in. “Come on, friend. Can’t you give a little more for my sake?”
“Fine. Two hundred sixty. That’s my final offer.”
“But when you sell her you’ll get over five hundred, won’t you? At least make it four hundred, friend.”
“Can’t do it. I’ll get chewed out by the boss too.”
The man crossed his arms stubbornly. In the end, 260 veni. Just 260 veni.
After learning Kelly’s price, we headed to the Fourteenth Squad’s barracks, where they sold the weapons and armor they had plundered. I didn’t have money to buy anything yet, but I wanted to know how much daggers and swords cost.
Even as we walked, the dilemma continued. Was it really right to sell Kelly to buy equipment? I had no confidence that I could keep her with me, and I needed to find some way to part with her. Unless I let her run away, the only way to separate was to hand her over to the bandits.
If I was going to hand her over anyway, wasn’t it better to sell her and gain something from it? But my conscience kept tormenting me. The conscience that asked how I could treat a human being like an object.
In the middle of my deep 고민, a question flew at me.
“Are you… going to sell me?”
Kelly asked carefully. Tears glistened in her eyes. I paused for a moment before answering.
“What do you think I should do? Should I sell you, or not?”
“I’m scared of being sold. I don’t want to be sold.”
“You’re not going to say you want to stay with me?”
My joke made her jump in surprise and panic.
“I-I want to stay with you!”
“It’s too late to say that now.”
Kelly looked downcast and gently bit her lip.
“You don’t like it because you don’t know what will happen to your future if you’re sold, right?”
She nodded quickly.
“My big sis was sold as a slave a few years ago too, ya know.”
At the sudden words, I turned to look at Harry.
“What happened to her?”
“Never found her. That was the end of it. My sis took on debt to feed our family, and that became the problem. Bad people sold her off.”
“Ah……”
So Harry had a story like that. It was a sad tale.
“After that, I ran away from the village and became a bandit.”
“You haven’t heard any news about her?”
“No. Not a single thing. I wonder a lot about where she is and what she’s doing now.”
Harry’s face crumpled like he was about to cry.
“I miss my big sis… I want to eat the food my big sis used to make for me too……”
The mood grew heavy. Not knowing how to comfort him, I kept walking in silence. Then Harry suddenly stopped.
“Hyunu.”
“Yes?”
Harry fidgeted his lips with a tearful expression. What did he want to say? I tilted my head and watched him. After fidgeting in place several times, his mouth finally opened.
“Actually, I don’t like selling people. That’s how I lost my big sis. So… instead of selling Kelly, can’t you just keep her with you, Hyunu? I know it’s not my place to interfere, but I’m just saying it. Suddenly thought of my sister. The choice is yours, of course……”
I blinked. What was this guy talking about?
I pointed at Kelly, who was looking at Harry with tearful, grateful eyes, and said quietly, “Honestly, I don’t have the confidence to live with her. It’s hard enough just keeping myself alive.”
“So you’re going to sell her?”
“The only option I have is selling her. I’m not interested in a woman’s body, and I don’t like her either.”
“Hic!”
At my cold words, Kelly sobbed and hung her head.
“Hyunu is cold.”
“But I can’t just tell Kelly to run away. She’d die if she got caught.”
It was a thoughtless remark I had spat out in frustration. But then something completely unexpected came out of Harry’s mouth.
“That’s it. If you really don’t want to keep her, let’s help her escape.”
“Huh…?”
“We help Kelly escape safely. So everyone can be happy. If Kelly disappears, your mind will feel lighter too, right?”
What was this all of a sudden?
“If we get caught, it’ll be huge trouble. The surveillance is strict, and even if she somehow escapes the mountain hideout, how would Kelly survive alone in these mountains? Wild beasts, monsters—she’d get eaten before she even made it home.”
“You don’t have to worry about that. Our job is going back and forth to the city all the time.”
I immediately understood what he was suggesting. Even someone who seemed slow like Harry could be sharp when it counted. I was surprised. I swallowed hard.
“…You mean hide her in the wagon and take her to the city?”
“Yeah. Easy, right?”
“What about Mr. Phelton and Mr. Marcus?”
“Phelton doesn’t care about other people’s business, so even if he notices, he’ll just chuckle. But the squad leader will explode with rage.”
Marcus was the problem. Definitely Marcus.
“But if Kelly suddenly disappears, people will get suspicious. What excuse do we give? Do you have any good ideas, Hyunu?”
Wait a second. I was the one who needed to escape, wasn’t I? The situation had somehow twisted into me helping someone else escape when I was the one in a hurry. What exactly were we trying to do here?
Still, helping Kelly escape meant I wouldn’t have to carry the guilt of selling a woman for money for the rest of my life. That was a relief.
Sigh. Couldn’t be helped. Let’s do as Harry said. I still hadn’t shaken off my Earth sensibilities enough to become the cold man who sold a woman. If I had been alone from the start, I probably wouldn’t have even tried to help Kelly escape. But if Harry was stepping up to actively help, it didn’t seem that difficult.
My brain suddenly kicked into high gear and good ideas poured out one after another.
“After we free Kelly, we’ll tell the others we sold her at the slave market.”
“Whoa. That’s a good plan.”
“But before that, there’s something we need to do first.”
“What is it?”
“Something to satisfy the boss. It would look suspicious if we sold her right after receiving her as a gift. We need to leave traces that we used her.”
I looked at Kelly with meaningful eyes. Having heard our entire conversation from beginning to end, her expression was visibly excited. She looked ready to do anything we asked if it would help her escape.
When I told Kelly the plan I had in mind, she clenched her fists tightly.
“I-I’ll do it!”
Under the moonlight, the three of us who had united in purpose immediately moved to carry it out without another word.
Marcus had said it earlier. Make it obvious that you enjoyed using her before selling her.
We found a secluded spot. Kelly and I slipped into the narrow alley between the rock wall and the barracks. Harry stood guard at the entrance.
With Harry’s massive frame planted firmly at the alley entrance, passing bandits asked without much interest.
“What are you doing over there?”
“Keeping watch.”
“Watch for what?”
Suddenly a woman’s moan erupted from the dark alley.
“Ahhng! Mmmhh!”
“Hmm?”
“What’s that sound?”
As the bandits tilted their heads, Harry smiled shyly and scratched his head.
“Hyun-woo is doing that thing with his slave in there. I’m guarding the entrance so no one else can see.”
The bandits burst into roaring laughter.
“Look at this idiot! He’s the senior but he’s standing guard while his junior is getting his dick wet! Ahahaha! You stupid bastard!”
“Hehehe.”
“Move, move aside.”
The bandits pushed Harry out of the way one after another and sneaked glances into the alley. In the middle of the passage where darkness had settled, a man and woman pressed tightly together could be faintly seen.
“Haaang!”
Slap, slap, slap!
The sound of flesh slapping together filled the narrow alley. The woman was braced against the wall with her waist bent, and the man was gripping her hips from behind, thrusting into her fiercely.
“So that’s the Hyun-woo guy?”
“Looks like it. Wow, he’s really pounding her. He might break her at that rate.”
“I thought the boss gave him a pretty decent woman. Looks like he knows it too and started fucking her right away. Kkuk.”