Chapter 323: Slave Experience (16)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 323: Slave Experience (16)
The apocalyptic battle was over.
The celestials who had ruled the sky and the demons who had covered the earth were all brought to their knees.
The only ones left standing were Karami's slaves. They chortled as they looked down at their fallen enemies.
“All that big talk, and they were nothing special.”
“Tell me about it. They really thought they were something else.”
Zacariel, the leader of the celestials, and Liliabel, the demon queen, couldn’t believe what had happened.
They knew Karami’s slaves were strong, but they had never imagined this. It far surpassed their expectations.
An unreachable level.
They were on a completely different plane of existence.
The grace one received by serving Karami as their master. It strengthened a slave both mentally and physically.
So much so that the thought of liberation no longer even crossed their minds.
“Is it… all over now?”
“Probably. Ah, Master.”
Rami appeared with Narsha, yawning.
“Oh, you’re all here?”
“We heard you were here and came running. We also heard you’d become a woman, and it’s true…”
“Just so there are no misunderstandings, I didn’t ask to be turned into a woman. Mirabelle did it on her own.”
“Don’t worry, we’re not misunderstanding anything. More importantly, Master, what are those wounds?”
The atmosphere among the slaves instantly grew heavy.
“Ah, these? Lady Laurentius demanded I pledge my loyalty, and when I refused, she whipped me.”
“…What?”
“Why is everyone so surprised? It’s standard to ‘educate’ a slave who doesn’t listen. You all know that, right? It’s what I do to you, except I don’t hit you.”
“It’s fine for us. But it’s not okay for our master to go through it.”
“But right now, I’m a slave…”
“What’s not okay is not okay. Where is this ‘Lady’ now?”
Ready to find Violetta and slice her to pieces, they waited for an answer, but Rami could only glance around nervously.
Narsha answered for him. “There’s no need. I’ve already educated her.”
“Is that so? I don’t like it, but if Narsha says so, I guess we’ll let it go.”
They wouldn’t be satisfied until they’d torn her limb from limb, but since she’d already been ‘educated,’ they reluctantly moved on.
Elize healed Rami’s wounds.
“By the way, who are all these people?”
“They’re the ones who came to capture you, Master. They planned to take you hostage and rule the world, so we subdued them.”
Rule the world just by taking him hostage? The scale of this was suddenly getting way too big.
They certainly have vivid imaginations. They might get along well with Azyeth.
“You said to make slaves of the pretty ones, so we only subdued them. What should we do?”
“Hmm…”
Rami slowly looked over the demons and celestials.
The celestials. Based on Valkyries, their race consisted only of women, like witches. They were quite beautiful, and rarer than elves.
Definitely slaves.
And the demons. There were various races among them, but the horned ones were particularly charming.
Definitely slaves.
Rami smiled at them.
“Since you intended to harm someone, you must naturally accept the consequences of your defeat, yes?”
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“I, a warrior of the gods, am now the slave of a mortal…?”
“I, the demon queen, have become the slave of a mere human?”
Zacariel and Liliabel stared into the void with empty eyes.
They tried to deny reality, but the shackles on their souls would not disappear. They had, without a doubt, become Rami’s slaves.
Only these two, as representatives. There were too many, so they were hostages as much as they were slaves.
“Master, can we ‘educate’ these ones?”
“I was just about to ask the same thing, Master. As someone who once served the same god, I’m confident I can educate her thoroughly.”
“Alright. I’ll leave them to you.”
Elize and Rin looked at the newcomers. How should we cook them up? The corners of their mouths curled up and refused to come down.
Happy to see her master after so long, Alfia asked something she’d been curious about.
“How on earth did you end up here?”
“Well, you see~”
Rami began to recount his story, from being sold to Violetta at the slave market to working as her handmaiden.
“I see. So is that a real woman’s body? Not just the appearance, but the whole anatomy?”
“Yes. I’ve confirmed it.”
“How?”
“Hmm… this and that? Anything more is a woman’s secret.”
Alfia shuddered at Rami’s coquettish tone and smiling eyes.
“Whoa, what was that? I just got major goosebumps. Look at my arm.”
Rami had been a smooth operator even as a man, but as a woman, he was on another level.
It made her wonder if he wasn’t meant to be born a woman all along.
“Darling, have you lived as a woman before?”
“Hehe, this is nothing. Ah, but I think I might have a real talent for being a woman. You should have seen how the Laurentius children fought over me.”
“……Care to elaborate on that story?”
Rami chattered on excitedly, as if it were some great achievement.
“The eldest son tried to pin me down and pounce on me, the eldest daughter told me to try and seduce her, the second son asked me to marry him, and the youngest became my biggest fan.”
“……”
“They were all going crazy trying to possess me. I almost single-handedly brought down a ducal house. Ah, what a sinful woman I am.”
Attention and affection are the best nutrients for making a woman beautiful, like water and sunlight for a plant.
To have obtained that from none other than the children of House Laurentius could certainly be considered an achievement.
However.
“But… why are you all looking at me like that? It’s a little scary.”
Before he knew it, the slaves had surrounded him. Rami shrank in the center, like a mouse cornered by cats.
Elize grabbed Rami’s chest—hard!
“Ngh?!”
“What was that? Such a feminine sound.”
“I guess I’m still not used to a woman’s body. Wow, but it feels completely different when someone else touches me compared to when I do it myself. It’s… something else.”
“……”
Elize’s gaze turned as cold as ice. She looked just like Azyeth, whom she despised.
Her grip on his chest tightened. The unnecessarily large breasts squeezed out between her fingers.
“Um… Elize? A woman’s body is quite sensitive. It hurts when you squeeze that hard.”
“I’m squeezing it to hurt you. Did you go around seducing men and women alike with this vulgar body?”
“I didn’t seduce anyone. I just acted the way I always do with you all.”
Dumbfounded, Elize let out a hollow laugh.
“You acted the same way with them as you do with us? Ha, I’ve never seen such a faithless person. Are you a master or a harlot?”
“A harlot? That’s going too far, don’t you think…”
“Too far? My words? Everyone, did I say something harsh?”
They all shook their heads.
“Sounds about right to me.”
“Rin may be a gumiho, but even she doesn’t wag her tail for just anyone like that.”
Rami, shunned even by a gumiho.
He’d become a slave to get closer to his own slaves, but somehow, he only seemed to be drifting further away.
He hadn’t slept or eaten properly, he’d been worked to the bone, beaten, and had even faced a crisis of chastity.
He’d suffered so much to empathize with them, and yet they didn’t understand his heart.
Normally, Rami would have just apologized and moved on, but now he was a woman. An instinct not to lose this battle of wills surged within him.
He shook off Elize’s hand.
“I’ve let you get away with too much. Ganging up to insult your master. Is that how you’re going to be? Well, I won’t stand for it either.”
“And what will you do if you can’t stand it?”
Rami placed his hands on his hips and declared proudly.
“I’ll continue this life until you all beg for my forgiveness. I’ll become a slave adored by the entire world and prove you all wrong. Now, if you’ll excuse me. Don’t come looking for me until you’re ready to apologize.”
Breaking through the encirclement, Rami began to walk away confidently. The five slaves watched his retreating back.
“Get him.”
Azyeth froze Rami’s feet.
Alfia’s spirits wrapped around Rami’s body.
Rin’s magic sealed Rami’s movements.
Rami was rendered unable to even lift a finger of his own will.
“What is the meaning of this? Release me at once.”
“How could we? Our master just declared he’s going to become a public slave. Of course we have to stop him. Don’t you agree? Or am I the strange one here?”
They all shook their heads, agreeing with Elize.
Rami scowled.
“You’re crossing the line. Mirabelle, you’re watching, aren’t you? Come out now.”
At that, Mirabelle, who had been watching over Rami the whole time to prevent any accidents, appeared with a pop.
“You called, Master?”
“I need to go back to normal. Dispel the magic.”
“Um, well…”
“What are you hesitating for? Hurry up and release me.”
“Well, you see, you became a slave, right? So I told the others that this was their chance to become your master. I kind of made a promise, so dispelling the magic now would be… impolite.”
“Without even consulting me?”
Mirabelle stammered, continuing.
“H-honestly, I think this is your fault, Master. You wanted to experience being a slave, but treating just anyone as your master shows a lack of… fidelity, for a slave.”
“Since when did slaves have ‘fidelity’…”
Thud.
Alfia placed a hand on Rami’s left shoulder, and Elize on his right.
“Don’t worry. We’ll be sure to teach you what the perks of being a slave are. By the way, darling, you have very pretty legs, don’t you?”
Alfia’s fingers slid sinisterly up the inside of Rami’s thigh.
“Hic.”
“Master, you cry out in such a lovely voice. Would you let us hear more of that adorable tone?”
“Eek.”
Rami shot a desperate look at Narsha, pleading for help, but…
“You told Violetta all sorts of things, didn’t you, Master?”
Rami flinched as if struck. He glanced nervously at Narsha and tried to come up with an excuse.
“Isn’t it a slave’s duty to answer when their master asks?”
“And now. You intend. To treat. That woman. As your master?”
“……”
“It seems some education is in order.”
Narsha smiled, but there wasn’t a trace of mirth in it.
“Aren’t you curious about the kind of education the slaves of my merchant group receive? This will be the perfect opportunity for you to experience it firsthand.”