Chapter 8 - The Slave

I reach near the area where the last living villager suppose to be located. I come upon a large wooden house. This building seems to be the largest one in the village. Probably a place of importance like a town hall. Looks like a crudely built log cabin of sorts with a wide front entrance. Dirty hanging leather sheets act as the door.

Looking down at the entrance of this large building. I notice a little girl around 120cm or so in height in the nude. She is not fully nude. A very shabby looking loincloth covers her waist area, and barely covers her private parts.

The girl is probably around the ages of eight or nine. She has very dirty brunette colored hair. Like it never been taken care of in weeks. She looks very malnourished with a body full of scars and bruises. Most noticeable thing about her is the ugly metal collar around her neck. I use [Scan] on her.

Trash – Human Slave – Level 1

Is Trash really her name? I pretty much guessed she is a slave with the metal collar on. The [Scan] only confirms it. The girl just stares at me with dead fish eyes. No hint of emotions. Not even fear just like a living corpse.

It is very creepy. Unsettling to see such an expression on a kid. I was raised in a first world country and even though I grew up in a poor neighborhood. I never met any kids with such eyes.

“Little-one. Why didn't you leave the village like the others?” –Dasas

“Master ordered me to stand here. Until he returns.” –Trash

“Little-one. Who is your master?” –Dasas

“Baron Anthony Bourdain, sir” –Trash

The slave girl been replying like a robot. That chubby man was a noble? He will be useful then. I look towards Saber standing next to me, and order her to use a tier 1 healing spell on the girl. Saber steps forward and use [Heal] on the slave girl. The bruises and recent cuts disappear. The old scars remain. She still looks malnourished and dirty.

“Fumu, little-one. Follow me. I will take you to your master.” –Dasas

The girl only nods and follow behind Saber and me. A few steps back. We return to the area where the village chief fainted. While walking back. I counted twenty-one wooden buildings in this village. They are lined up almost parallel with a few houses scattered here and there. Very disorganized.

There is a water well constructed out of wood in the center of the village. The village looks extremely primitive. Either this is a backwater area or the current human civilization is run on a feudal system.

We return to the spot where I left the unconscious chubby noble. Who is still lying in his own piss. Archer and Rider return from their pillaging of the village. We are only missing the rape in this scenario. If we wanted to act like the vikings. Back on Earth. I was a big fan of viking films. Wish there was more since I really liked their lifestyle. Even if it seems barbaric by modern standards.

I lightly kick the nobleman’s right shoulder arm. Trying to wake him up. The noble’s eyes twitch a little before it opens. He slowly sits up stares around nervously. Then his eyes finally landed on me in fear and asked.

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“What do you want bandit? Ransom? You will get a lot of money. I am from the Bourdain family that owns this territory. If you kill me. There will only be a death sentence for you and all your allies.” –Nobleman

Even in this situation the noble still tries to act in an arrogant manner. In this world. Nobles probably believe they are above others. Ingrained into their very being since young. Saber’s hand is on the hilt of her sword with bloodlust flowing. I put up my hand to make her stop.

“Ransom? Not quite. Instead of riches. I am more interested in information. Depending on how good the information is. I might even let you leave here alive.” –Dasas

“If you are not bandits. Then who are you?” –Nobleman

The man starts to stare nervously at the equipment we have on. Probably realized we are not actual bandits. I doubt any bandits will wear such good equipment to raid this poor looking village.

“That is for me to know and for you to find out.” -Dasas

“I will tell you everything I know. Just let me go and in one piece.” –Nobleman

Then the nobleman’s eyes land on the sight of the slave girl standing behind Saber and me.

“You!! You! You piece of dirty Trash! What are you doing here! I told you to stay back at my house. I will have you beheaded for not following my orders! Damn useless Trash! Can’t even follow simple commands!” –Nobleman

The slave girl lowers her head and look down without saying a word.

“Why are you keeping such a young girl as your slave? I doubt she is even useful as a servant. Being so weak looking.” –Dasas

“Are you an idiot? Of course I keep her around to relieve my pent up stress and frustrations. I have psychical needs!!” –Nobleman

It is that most loathed perverse act involving children I take it. I have nothing against a person’s sexual preference as long as they don’t bring it near me. Believe it or not. I am a firm believer in freedom of expression and all that. Even if it is disgusting. Basically, I just do not care what people do as long as they don’t shove it in my face. Even I have some semblance of a conscience still.

“Fumu, Saber can you cut the slave collar off the little-one.” –Dasas

“As you command my master.” –Saber

“Wait you...” –Nobleman

Saber uses her sword to slice the metal collar off the little slave girl’s neck in a single swift motion. It is barely noticeable to the trained eye. The metal slave collar then fell to the ground with a “clank” sound. The little girl gives a bewildered look. That is when the nobleman start to shout out hysterically like a madman.

“What have you fools done!! Releasing slaves without permission is against the law! Punishable by death!! It is an act of treason and goes against everything HUMAN!!” –Nobleman

I take out a copper knife from my personal inventory and then…