Chapter 9 : A Slave? And It's Even A Beastkin

A year had passed. Or exactly, it was a year and a month. I was now a 13 year-old boy. Many things happened on the past year I experienced.

One of the example was after 6 months of training with me, Rinne-san suddenly declared she had no things she can teach me anymore. I was rather surprised to hear her say that.

Technically, she actually had more to teach me, I'm sure. I asked that and what she only said was:

"You have a lot of potential, I'm sure. Look, just this months I trained you, you are so fast at learning you already reached [Pre-Intermediate Swordsman]. I know that there are things I could teach you, however, I think you need to experience them yourself."

I then saw thatnshe was only thinking about my situation. Well, I understand I wasn't normal to begin with. My reincarnation is one of the proof of that. After that, I bid farewell to her with a sparring she asked lastly. Naturally, she won, however it was a close call.By then I understand what she told me.

Not much after that happened eventfully. I continued to polish ,y swordsmanship by following all the things Rinne-san instructed me while also strengthening my magic power.

Not long after that, it was now the present. I was at the Guild, looking at the board full of requests the adventurers accept. By the way, because I am too active at doing quests, my rank have risen yet again, and I was now a C-ranked adventurer.

What's more was I was the secong youngest in this city to reach C-ranked this fast. I'm told that decades ago, there was a kid here who reached C-rank quickly just after 5 months he registered. I'm sure he was a really strong person then if he was able to achieve that.

Well, the cause of me ranking up again was certainly not because I want to, but because I was saving up money for entrance at the Royal Academy. It was not an amount you could joke around, for sure. It was 5 gold coins after all.

Bynthe way, the money being used here is actually just like the medieval world of Earth had back then. They use coin currencies like stone, bronze, silver, large silver, hold, large gold and platinum coins.

10 stone coins is equal to 1 bronze coin, 20 bronze is equal to a silver, 10 silver to a large silver, 50 large silver for a gold coin, 100 gold coins for a large gold, and 100 large gold for a platinum coin.

1 stone is enough to buy a bread. If you tried to compute all that, you could already imagine how large just a gold coin is. And what I have saved until now only amounts to 4 gold coins and 3 large silvers

One might say, "In just a year and a half of being an adventurer, you already have earned that much?", but it was because I am breezing all the quests I do. One more reason is I always pick those who had high payment.

Yes, I always pick those quests that is a higher ranked than me. I could gain about 10 bronze coin to 5 silver coins just doing D-class quests, depending on their contents.

Right now, I am walking on the streets of the market in Negissa, looking for equipment I should buy for my next quests in the future. The mail plate I have used to wear is now broken, and I need to replace it.

I was always being reckless due to the fact that I have overpowered spells I could just use, however, for those who don't know, it might look like I was doing those monster hunting quests with my armor being damages never have gotten any wounds or so.

I figured it might be best to fool them a little bit, so I always try to come back wounding myself, but it still makes them curious I have so little damage for a moster raids I am doing. Solo, even.

While letting my thoughts run in circles in my head, I noticed something at the corner of my eye.

"...!"

What I just saw was a girl, about my age, wearing ragged clothes and seemingly beaten up. but that's not what caught my sight.

It was the cat ears moving about at the top of her head, then lowering it like a cat scared by their surroundings. To top it off, her gold hair that that matches her ear color might've looked good on her if she was dressed more beautifully. Those rounded eyes of hers was a yellow color like rays of a sun.

"Is she a beastman..?"

I asked knowing no one would answer it. However, I was certain of it.

However, you won't see any hint of joy or even emotion on her cutely built face.

The reason of that was not only seen on her bruised face which ruins her natural beauty, but also those things around her neck.

It was a collar. A collar that can only be seen being worn by the slaves, in short, a slave collar. Those collars were even chained mext to another collar that another slave in front of her wears. They then entered that dark street like it was natural.

My interest was piqued, not only by the girl, but also what's inside that street. After gathering my thoughts, I decided to enter the street, knowing the dangers of the backstreet. This street, if I remember, leads to the outer parts of this city were the slums were located. However, it doesn't seem like I would need to go there.

On the street was a structure of a two-story house, and knowing fully well the trace of those slaves, I entered the house.

What greeted me inside it was so many cage, probably numbering until 50, with each of it with a slave inside. Then suddenly, a voice called out to me.

"Good morning si- hmm..? What's a brat doing around here?"

It was a man, with his chubby build and his seemingly ugly face, probably the merchant of these slave store. I talked to him.

"I was just intrigued by what I was from the corner of my eyes earlier."

"I see. However, if you're not a customer here, then please get out. I don't want a brat to ruin my business here."

"I see. However, what if I said I want to buy one?"

After asking him that, his attitude of me became somewhat soft, like a ,erchant facing his customer. He then asked.

"Which of these do you want to buy, mister?"

To be honest, I just said it out of the blue, trying to answer his questions. However, he mightxve misinterpreted me. Well, that's fine.

I looked again and tried to find the slave I saw earlier. She was there, huddled up in the corner of her cage. I found that I'm quite attracted to her. I looked up what she is thinking right now through my spell

'No... Why... Mom... Dad...'

Her emotions inside are a bunch of mess. It seems that something happened to her that she can't forget right now. Looking at her face, tearing up but never showing her emotions, attracted me more.

Was it sympathy? Do I feel like I know her emotions? It was undescribable, however I felt the need to help her.

"...I'll buy her."

And before I knew it, I already said the words I won't ever regret saying.