Slave.exe: Ownership Not Found
We left the mansion, but we had barely stepped outside when my mother turned to me, frowning.
—"Sam, are you insane?" Elisa exclaimed, clearly shaken. "How could you say something like that to Lord Henry?!"
Her tone was a mix of worry and scolding, but I just looked at her, firm in my resolve.
—"A man doesn't back down from what he believes, nor does he let anyone walk all over him," I said with confidence.(Now that I'm stuck in this damn game, I won't let anyone treat me like garbage again.)
Elisa sighed, bringing a hand to her forehead.The tension in her shoulders eased slightly, and her expression softened into something like resignation.
—"I'm honestly surprised how much you've changed…"
—"A man has to change… if he wants to change his fate."I doubled down, resolute.
Her eyes widened with a faint glow of pride. For the first time in what felt like ages, a genuine smile lit up her face.
—"My boy turned out to be quite the intellectual, hehe," she said, gently patting my head.
—"Mother, I have to get back to the barn. I've got work to do."
—"Don't worry, it's fine. I'll see you later at the cabin, okay?"She looked at me with pride and warmth.
—"Of course, Mother."I gave her a genuine smile as she walked away.
As I headed back, lost in my thoughts, a familiar voice flashed across a screen in my mind.
[Are you alright, Host?]
—"What now, Quincy?"
[Sir Host...]
—"Call me Master."
[Setting updated... Very well, Master.]
—"What do you want to notify me about?"
[Master, you haven't reviewed the full details and conditions of your job as a slave yet, have you?]
—"And you're only bringing that up now?"
[As your assistant AI, I highly advise checking it immediately.]
Something in her tone triggered a red flag. I sighed and pulled up the NPC Status Window.
[NPC STATUS WINDOW]
Name: Sam Raymond
Race: Human
Age: 12
Title: Successor of the Supreme Entity
Level: 9
Vitality: 1080 / 1080
Mana: 2,002,100,000,000,000 / 2,002,100,000,000,000
Unique Trait: Random NPC, Player's Soul
Job: Slave (F)
Class: None
Attributes:
Strength: 100.1 (1%)
Agility: 100.09 (1%)
Speed: 100.08 (1%)
Vision: 100.1 (1%)
Endurance: 100.09 (1%)
Intelligence: 100.11 (1%)
Wisdom: 100.10 (1%)
Adaptability: 100.08 (1%)
Luck: 100.1 (1%)
Charm: 150.15 (1.5%)
Available Points: 00
Skills: System Window (Ex)
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[Note from Quincy: All stats are currently set to 1% of their original value.]
[Job] = Slave (F)
Functions: Anything a slave owns does not belong to them, but to their master. This includes clothes, property, money... and even their body.A slave must obey any command from their master, no matter what it is.
My eyes shot wide open.
—"What the hell is this?! Quincy, explain—now."
[Master, this is due to the magic of the Slave Contract. The only way to abolish it is for your master to spill a drop of their blood on you and say the words: 'From this day forward, you are free.']
My mind blanked out for a second.
—"Wait... are you telling me that after everything I said back there... I'm still legally that bastard's slave?!"
[Correct... It was genius to have created me, Master. Otherwise… well, let's just say the title Ultimate Human Weapon or Heavenly Pleasure Tool wouldn't be too far off.]
I clenched my jaw at Quincy's commentary and dragged a hand down my face in frustration.
—"Sigh... Quincy, please tell me the money I've earned is at least mine."
[Negative, Master. If your funds are discovered, they'll be seized immediately. Remember—nothing a slave owns is actually theirs.]
My heart sank.
—"Damn it... What do I do now?"
[My most effective suggestion: conceal the source and flow of your assets.]
—"How?"
[Convince them to sell you your family's freedom. Meanwhile, you work as an adventurer to hide and grow your resources.]
It was a solid plan… but there was a flaw.
—"They're not just going to take the money and let us go. I know they'll try something."
[Correct. Probability of betrayal: 70%.]
I clicked my tongue.
—"So? What do you suggest?"
[Use force to immobilize them. Force them to agree to the deal.]
A chill ran down my spine… but yeah.That actually made sense.
—"I like the sound of that. Now I just need to get close without raising suspicion. Got any suggestions?"
[Your best option is Lady Patrice.]
My stomach churned.
—"No. Absolutely not. I am not going anywhere near that disgusting pedo witch."
[But she is your most viable option, Master.]
—"Yeah, I know, but..."
[Master, remember—freedom never comes without sacrifice.]
I rolled my eyes.
—"Just what I needed... a life-coach AI."
[Hehe…]
—"Fine, fine, I'll do it."
[Master, you must hurry. Only a few days remain before War of Kingdoms is released to the general public… though I'm not sure if that event will trigger.]
My fists clenched.
—"Yeah... and once players start arriving, they'll be nothing but trouble."(Wait... what did she say at the end just now?)
No—not the time. I took a deep breath and hardened my expression.
—"Time to speed things up."