Lair
Chapter 029 - Slavery
By Skalsar
>I need help.<, Mina said.
Trying to get help from the nobles.
>I have been tricked.<, she said.
Nobody cared.
It was a wall of silence, falling down on her.
When she grabbed the arm of someone in the office, they simply shook her off.
Annoyed that is.
Currently she was inside the great hall within the [Capital].
Weeping.
Inside, nobles gathered.
Fulfilling the roles as the ruling class.
>Please!<, she screamed.
Only one man finally spoke to her.
>Girl, why are you making that much noise?<
>I want to meet a judge, but they won't let me.<
The man looked her up, top to toe and began smiling.
>Girl, you are a slave, who would be willing to help you?
Where is your owner, does he know that you are here?<
Mina looked shocked for a moment.
Why did he think she was a slave?
No, it hit her a moment later.
'The contract..'
She had agreed to lend money from her guardian and agreed a contract.
He told her he would sell her as a slave if she failed.
She didn't bother before, but it made sense.
>No, I have been tricked into slavery!
Thats why I'm here!<
>Ha, stupid girl.
If you have been tricked into it, thats your own fault.
You can only become an official slave if the owner clearly states that you will become one.
And that is while having a witness and a contract.<, he laughted about her.
Her eyes began to water.
'My fault..', she thought.
Yes, he had said so.
And used a contract to lend her the money.
She had been too trusting.
>Now stay here while we find you owner.
You are annoying the nobles.
Guards?!<
'NO!', her eyes opened wide, adrenaline pumped through her.
Her vigilance sharpened, lights started to show.
Two guards were highlighted, as was the possible exits of the room and the building.
All in different colors.
She was still unused to the skill, but it was quite helpful either way.
>Don't let her run away!
And try not to hurt her, I would quite like to purchase her later, if possible!<
She could hear the man laughter even more, as she turned around and ran.
>You.. you tricked me.. didn't you..?<, she had asked her guardian.
But he didn't even try to hide it.
Sighing as if it was natural, he took some steps towards her.
>Sure I did. Did you only figure that out now?
But please specify what exactly you mean.<
She was shocked by his attitude.
>You.. you had the necklace..!<
Tears ran down her cheeks.
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>Oh, that one.
Yes. I acquired it myself through a old colleaque of mine.
I wanted to give it to you later, after having you realize how stupid your adventure was.<
Even an idiot would know that it was a lie.
You have acquired the Pathfinder-Skill: [Truth Or Dare].
>Truth or dare..<, she said looking at the window.
>It's the truth, of course.<, he smiled broadly.
And the moment he did, a shadow bound his legs and arms.
[Truth Or Dare] had activated.
>What?! What is this?!<, he screamed.
A dagger made of white light appeared in front of him and turned blood red.
Truth Or Dare: As lies become truths and truths become lies, who dares to dare?
Neither gods nor demons may escape their verdict.
What was it with this weird skill descriptions?
But she still understood.
She had used the skill, even if unwillingly.
And he had lied, trying to sell it as truth.
>You lied too blatantly.<, she said with sadness.
The dagger stuck his chest.
For telling a blatant lie in the face of a [Pathfinder], title [Liar] forced active for 24 hours.
The whole night she had cried, the necklace in hand.
And still he wouldn't tell her the truth, but play games with her.
>Tell me the truth! [Truth Or Dare]!<, she screamed to his face.
>Hah, as if.<, he didn't even take her serious.
If he didn't choose, the skill wouldn't activate.
Raging she screamed.
Grabbing her daggers.
Taking a step towards him.
But she was unsure what to do.
Crying.
Emotions swept over her.
The shadows that bound him were dissolving.
She had no time.
>Just wait for a bit.
You want to hear more about your mother, right?<
He was trying to stall her for time.
So she ran.
But no one was willing to help her.
The whole [Capital] looked down on her.
It was the fate of a slave.
'That is why you don't accept to be a slave..', she thought.
He would know where she went.
Wherever she went.
She had to think of something.
There was only one thing she could do: Escape the [Capital] and get as far away as possible.
Light highlighting a path.