Chapter 99 Make Me Your Slave

The grip that the armored soldiers exerted was extremely strong. However, it wasn't enough to hold my movement back.

With just a slight snap I did to my shoulder, the warrior's grip loosened a bit. Then I took one step back and immediately spun to avoid Yary's kick.

"Oh, shit!"

Thud!

Because Yary's body was not strong enough to hold his own leg swings. Finally, his face kissed the floor tenderly.

He ended up face down on the floor for failing to kick me.

So pathetic.

I looked at him with narrowed eyes.

The position he displayed didn't match the arrogant attitude he had been displaying all along.

It was natural for him to continue to be arrogant since this was his residence, but, with his arrogant attitude, I was sure he would explode his anger in a more grandiose manner after being put in such a pitiful position.

"Ouch!"

He held his bleeding nose. And then, he got up and started screaming at me.

"H-How dare you to dodge my attack! I will definitely kill you!"

See, right? As I had predicted.

I didn't want to be here for too long.

It seemed that I had to take care of his arrogant attitude first in order for me to have a chance to speak. If that's not the case, then I won't have a chance to speak.

Maybe he didn't realize it, but he kept talking to himself from before.

I let out a gust of breath because of the annoyance in my heart.

Even though I was upset, I still tried to calm him down.

"Don't get angry first. Please listen to me for a moment. If you don't hear what I'm about to say, I'm sure you'll regret it."

"Shut your fucking mouth! Since you succeed in making me angry, I will kill you in a special way. I will kill you with the Stronghold family's signature magic. Get ready!"

He suddenly wanted to cast magic. If it was the Stronghold family's specialty magic, then what he would cast would definitely be a lightning attribute magic spell.

If he really would attack, of course I can't stay still.

'Will I end up having to use violent means too?'

Both of my hands were currently handcuffed. So, at first glance, I was in a miserable position.

Moreover, the handcuffs in my hands were not just handcuffs. These were handcuffs that had the function to suppress the Mana inside me.

[Name: Suppressor Handcuffs.

Grade: Low

Description: Can suppress the Mana of someone with a Mana Core Low level.]

Sounds pretty awesome, right?

I should be dead without being able to put up a fight with these handcuffs that suppress the Mana in my hands.

Unfortunately that the function of these handcuffs, which was written in the item description, was useless for me.

These handcuffs on my hands only function to someone who uses Mana from Mana Core, whereas I don't have Mana Core.

Since there was no obstacle for me to use my power, I could fight back if I wanted to.

It's only, I was aware of where I was, so it would be a pain to forcibly escape from this place.

I also had other considerations.

Blatantly antagonizing the Marquis Stronghold's family using my identity as a noble child was not good.

If so, I will be troubled later. I was still planning to utilize the noble status I have. Thus, I wasn't planning to openly antagonize Yary.

It's a good thing that I haven't had the chance to show any resistance yet.

Suddenly, someone arrived.

The sound of the footsteps of the person outside the door became clearer.

The pounding of soldiers' feet also reached my ears. They seemed to be escorting people who were about to come inside.

Not long after, the door to the torture chamber opened majestically.

As soon as that person arrived, everyone immediately opened the way.

The old butler, Pavlova, and other soldiers also stepped aside. They let the person enter the room grandly.

Seeing everyone's reactions, I recognized who he was. The white robe with luxurious blue webbing that the person wore told me his identity.

Unmistakably, he must be Marquis Stronghold, the father of Yary, the lord of Burgenfield city, or the one known by the nickname The God of Lightning.

His face looks very old. The wrinkles on his face were clearly visible. On his chin, stretches a patch of grass—I mean, his beard was very bushy. Not only his beard, which was white, but the color of his hair was also the same.

His facial appearance does not reflect the noble figure who has the nickname The God of Lightning. All I could see from his outward appearance was the appearance of an ordinary old magician.

Fortunately, the way he walked managed to get rid of the negative impression I saw on his face. He walked with a firm and confident stride. Pride was evident in the way he walked.

On the other side of Marquis Stronghold's arrival, there was Yary who was staring in shock.

Even though he was chanting a spell to attack me, but now he was immediately petrified when he saw his father.

The magic circle he had drawn broke apart in midair, failing to form.

"What's all the commotion about?"

"D-Dad? Why did you come here?"

"Who wouldn't come when you're making a fuss like this?"

"I will definitely explain all of this, dad. Please let me sort this all out! You just go back out, okay."

Strange.

That's the impression I got when I saw the interaction between the two of them.

Indeed, the initial interaction between them seemed very normal.

The Marquis came and asked angrily. He did what a father who caught his son misbehaving would do.

Yary was nervous, looking as if he was a child who had just been caught misbehaving.

It was only natural for the Marquis to get angry and stop his son. That's how it should have happened. But what happened next was not.

Marquis Stronghold suddenly frowned when he saw Yary's bruised and nosebleed face.

Even though his body was already very vulnerable, I wonder why Marquis Stronghold's movements could be as fast as lightning when he approached Yary.

"My dear! What happened to your face?"

"Ah, dad. I'm fine. Please stop treating me like a child!"

"How can you say it's fine? Why does your nose keep bleeding if you're fine?"

"I told you to stop."

"Alright alright."

Disgusting!!

I felt like throwing up when I saw their behavior. How could they have shown such an unashamedly indulgent scene.

Marquis Stronghold was holding Yary's cheek and had spoken sweet words.

On the other hand, there was Yary who had shyly responded to his father's affection as if he was cranky.

It was a good thing that it only happened briefly, if it had continued, I'm afraid I would have really thrown up.

It wasn't just me who felt disgusted, the other people who saw them had the same thing.

Pavlova and the soldiers also turned their heads to the side.

I was sure they couldn't stand the scene in front of them.

"Can you tell me about what happened here?" Marquis Stronghold said that to Yary.

"So it's like this..." Perhaps because Yary felt embarrassed, moments after he played the drama with his father, he told him about what happened.

About the failure of the plan to kidnap Jeanne, about myself helping Jeanne, and about myself still fighting back even though I was caught.

While telling the story, Yary pointed at me as if to show his father that I was the villain here.

"Hoo, I see."

"That was why, let me kill him, dad!"

"Haha. Calm down, my dear. We have to let him speak first. Maybe you have been consumed by your emotions, but I wonder why he can still be calm even though he will surely die here."

Marquis Stronghold got up and shot me a threatening look. Not forgetting, he also stroked his white beard.

"B-but, daddy…"

"Don't worry. We can kill him when he's done talking, okay."

"Tch! All right."

The first reaction I had was…

Wow.

A surprise.

The conclusion was they both still wanted to kill me in the end, didn't they?

Excessive love that was too much tantamount to poison. I've heard a saying like that before.

Marquis Stronghold, who indulged Yary too much, was probably the same saying.

"Do you have any words you want to say?"

"Can I speak now?"

"Sure. Say whatever you want. Before I kill you for giving my dearest son a nosebleed."

"Don't worry. If you give me time to talk, I will come up with such a good reason that you will be forced to let me live."

"You are quite confident, kid."

I stared at Marquis Stronghold with a gaze full of confidence.

Suddenly and with a quick movement, I immediately knelt in front of Marquis Stronghold and Yary.

My one knee kisses the floor and my other knee I use to support my hand.

I acted like I was his obedient subordinate.

And then I shouted out loud. "Don't you want to make myself an asset of young lord Yary? O Lord Burgenfield, Marquis Stronghold."

"W-what? Why so sudden?" He was startled by my sudden shout.

Luckily, my face was facing downwards. So, when I accidentally smiled, the two of them couldn't see my expression.

"I heard that there will be a slave auction soon. Wouldn't it be better if you took me as a slave and sold me there? I'm pretty sure of my selling point."

I had fixed my face so that I had a pitiable expression. And then, I raised my head.