Chapter 7 – Theorad Wants to Live
The image of the elf looking down at me and smiling incomprehensibly came creepily closer.
Would a mouse do this when it encounters a cat at a dead end? Now I felt so afraid of this situation that I couldn’t even breathe.
Even so, if you show off here, the elf’s suspicions will be confirmed. I straightened my neck as softly as I could while tying the brooch around my neck.
“Hmm.”
Of course, the inside was screaming. The ego, which was divided into dozens of people because it couldn’t scream, was running around like a wizard who accidentally created a world-ending magic circle. It was a real mess.
However, I was born as a son of a prestigious aristocratic family and learned a lot of life skills. You must think calmly in the face of any hardship or adversity.
‘Why the hell did the elf deliver the letter?’
Since he told David to send the letter, shouldn’t David himself deliver the letter that arrived?
David probably doesn’t know that either. However, the fact that the letter was brought by Elf, not Havid, means.
‘I was extorted in the middle…… ?’
Harvey checks his mailbox every morning. So, as usual, Harvey would have come with a letter tomorrow morning.
The fact that the elf brought the letter without doing so means that the elf voluntarily opened the mailbox and brought the letter without anyone’s permission.
Three things can be inferred here.
‘He broke the rules of the mansion on purpose because he wanted to be sold by me.’
First assumption.
The elf wants to be punished by appealing to me for breaking the rules of the mansion. The smile you are making right now is also not a smile that reveals the truth, but it is highly likely that it is an anticipation that you will be punished soon.
‘Or you noticed that I was trying to return myself.’
Second assumption.
The elf read the letter he was going to deliver to me in advance and noticed the general situation. If so, the smile he was making could be seen as a happy thought about how to kill me.
‘Or it could be both.’
Third assumption.
I hate to think of this, but it was the case when an elf extorted a letter to be sold by me and accidentally confirmed that it was a letter from a slave trader.
In this case, I am completely reduced to being a playingthing for the elves.
‘Let’s calm down for now.’
All three are terrible situations that shouldn’t happen in reality, but since the incident happened, we have to proceed somehow.
There was no way the situation would get better just by staying silent here.
If the worst is the third assumption, the lesser evil is the second, and the best is the first. I checked the seal of the letter, praying that the first assumption was correct.
‘The traces of falling or breaking…… None.’
Seals sealed with sealing wax represent the rank or family of the sender, but are basically a form of security.
It is said that if someone other than the recipient tries to open the letter, it somehow leaves a trace.
However, the seal sealed on this letter is extremely neat. It became clear that the elf had n’t ripped it apart with his hands.
After glancing at the elf, I turned to the letter.
‘Is it possible that the contents were confirmed with magic?’
I’ve never heard of clairvoyance magic, but it’s clear that elves who would have risen to the ranks of archmages would have their own magic system.
If you put your mind to it, you can easily see through a sheet of paper.
However, clairvoyance may not be omnipotent. Will the elf be able to check the contents of the letter, which is tangled with the paper folded in several layers?
‘Also. It’s close to impossible.’
Even if it were possible, it would obviously take a long time to decipher. If I had, I wouldn’t have brought it right here.
It is also unlikely that the contents of the letter were inferred from the seal stamped on the sealing wax.
This seal, depicting a sailboat and a dolphin, did not indicate the slave trader’s status or family line. It is certain that it is a one-time seal used simply to seal the letter.
Then the first assumption is correct. This elf extorted the letter in the middle simply to be scolded by me.
Another intention… Let’s hope there isn’t
“Didn’t you say that the letter was from someone?”
When I threw the words out for confirmation, the elf nodded his head with innocent eyeballs.
“Your master. There was a letter in the mailbox, so I brought it.”
“Right.”
I didn’t know if that was a lie or not, but I decided to believe it. Because it was good for my mental health.
Now it’s time to check the letter. I turned my back on the elf, opened the seal with trembling hands, and took out the letter.
『The great and dignified, well-known Viscount Theorard of Deharm.
Be better I saw the letter you sent.
I could clearly see what kind of situation Nari was in right now.
It’s a pity if it’s unfortunate, but now it’s a return? It doesn’t even matter.
You said it was an unfair contract, but where on earth is it unfair? I answered your question with courtesy. Am I wrong?
I wouldn’t have been unfair if you had even said, ‘Are elves over 250 years old dangerous?’
And did you say grandparents? I’m sorry, but my parents are all alive and well. On the other hand, Nari’s parents…… I will express my deepest condolences.
Oh I would like to add that, do not take the trouble to catch me. Now that I’ve earned enough, I’m about to start a new life in the Principality of Mahakhan.
Surely you don’t intend to follow me across the border, do you? If this develops into a feud between the empire and the principality, you will have to be prepared to hear bitter criticism from His Majesty the Emperor.
The day is full. The witch is also watching me with a displeased look on her face her, so she’ll stop and write less.
Please lead a peaceful and enjoyable life with the beautiful elf.
Feeling pity for the slave trader Jobila, who is infinitely humble compared to the respected Lord Theorad.”
Silky veins sprouted on his forehead.
‘This, this son of a bitch…… !’
I was ignoring it! This slave trader was clearly ignoring me!
What the hell do you guys think of me! I am the owner of the prestigious Deharm Viscount, and I am a noble among nobles who is also a sub-count by being trusted by His Excellency the Count…… !
“Master?”
…… It was a miserable and miserable life being persecuted by crazy elven slaves.
“Hmm.”
I coughed, crumpled up the paper, and put it in my bosom.
Looking back, the elf was trembling. The acting of being restless thinking that he may have done something big wrong is of a high quality.
Is the first assumption correct? If not, it was clear that the current elf wanted to be sold by me.
But isn’t it hard to punish him for extorting and delivering just one letter? I can’t think of a right way to sell it.
If other servants had made such a mistake, they would have told them not to do that and sent them back. After thinking for a while, I grabbed the elf’s hair.
“It’s arrogant for a slave to rummage through mailboxes on his own.”
“I, I don’t know what that is…….”
“Don’t talk back, you cheeky bitch!”
I yelled and pulled the elf’s hair up.
“What!?”
Then the elf lifts her tiptoe and closes her eyes tightly. He was gritting his teeth in pain and shedding tears.
It’s being eaten! Great. Let’s raise the selling level a bit more here.
“There is no time to express my displeasure because the letter has the marks of four years on it. How the hell are four years going to alleviate this discomfort of mine?”
“To sin…… I’m sorry….”
“Does it look like I’m doing this just to hear that I’m sorry for an insignificant slave like you?”
The elf, pretending to be terrified, looked up at me with her eyes half-opened. I see myself frowning in the watery eyes of her.
The elf raised both of his hands and grabbed my wrist of her, then opened his mouth with tears in his eyes.
“Yeah, as expected, I’m a bad sow, so I have to be punished by my master. I will gladly accept any punishment, so please let go of this hand, Master……. It hurts so much…….”
…… Uh?
This is not the development I want. I was going to sell it here a bit more, then spit out lines like ‘I don’t want to look like you, so go in!’ And end it.
‘You’re going to be punished more here?’
For me, who hadn’t thought of the right way to sell, it sounded like a thunderbolt.
But if I send it back like this, my life and the lives of my family and friends are in danger. Somehow, you have to devise a creative selling method.
While diligently rolling the abacus in my head, I suddenly opened my eyes at a thought that came to my mind.
‘Sealing wax!’
And letter. If you make good use of the relationship between the two, you will be able to sell to the elf’s satisfaction.
“Okay.”
I put on a wicked smile and let go of the elf’s hair.
“If you really want to, do it. Follow me.”
*
For generations, the office was a sacred place. It is a space that only the head of the family can use, and no one can enter without the permission of the head of the family, so it makes you feel a sense of awe.
Moreover, the portraits of the ancestors who had led the Viscount Deharm were hung on one wall of the office, so the tradition of the family could be seen.
“Come in.”
“Yeah……”
There, I was the first of all family heads to bring a slave into the office. That is, a slave in a naked body.
“I’m ashamed…….”
An elf crouched in, covering his chest with both hands. I didn’t even think to cover the pubic area, so my eyes naturally went there.
I’m telling you in case there’s a misunderstanding, but I didn’t ask you to take it off. Since they were punishing me, Ji took it off on her own. Crazy bitch for real
I stared at that ridiculous elf for a while and then walked towards my desk.
Looking at the desk, there were bead-shaped sealing wax and melting spoons neatly placed. The same goes for quills. Thank god. If you use this, you may be able to pass the day peacefully.
‘Even though…….’
I came because the necessary materials were in the office, but can I do such a dirty thing in the sacred office?
I feel remorse, so I can’t bear to start. I am breaking out in a cold sweat and my hands are shaking. It seemed that he could not even look at the portrait.
However, I didn’t have a choice. If I had come this far and told the elf to go back, I would be buying a one-way ticket to the underworld right here.
‘I’m sorry, father. I’m sorry, my ancestors.’
With tears inside, I turned around and faced the elf.
A frightened expression hangs under the red eyes shining brightly in the moonlight. However, there was a certain anticipation lingering on the lips of a faint smile.
So it is unavoidable.
“Let’s start today’s sexual torture.”
In order for me to live, I must sell this elf.
