Vol 1 Chapter 10 (1/2)

I appraised everything in the room and found the contracts.

I got it after opening the drawer with the key that Mark was carrying.

All of the contracts had the name Mark Tracey written on it.

I scratched off the names with Indigoid Ink and wrote Tos.h.i.+ki Mitsuji on it.

Every time I wrote my name, a sense of fulfillment enters my mind.

The feeling of accomplishment that I was finally able to take everything away from Mark.

I can actually feel it with each contract.

(This is pleasure from someone else’s misfortune.)

My face was warped with s.a.d.i.s.tic joy.

I was overwhelmed with emotions when I thought about how I was treated up till now.

No, I will say it in a clear and direct way.

I killed you.

I felt disappointed than guilty.

But every time I overwrote a contract, that feeling slowly changed into joy.

When everything was overwritten.

I removed the accessories that seemed usable from Mark’s corpse and I intend to throw away the other dirty stuff.

I decided I need someone to help me.

So I called a battle slave and ordered him by saying, “Throw it away on the junk mountain in the slums”.

The battle slave was surprised.

But his expression shown he realized everything immediately and carried out Mark’s corpse outside.

Surprisingly without trouble, Mark’s room became mine.

“I am your new master, Tos.h.i.+ki Mitsuji. I ask that you serve me well.”

The next morning.

I gathered all the slaves in one place and declared that in front of everyone.

Everybody was puzzled.

It was only natural when the master changed suddenly in one day.

But I didn’t mind it. I calmly behaved like I was their master from the beginning.

“From now on, I plan to be a new kind of slave merchant. It will be based on personnel developmentthrough career consulting.“

I said it while looking at each one of them.

“Each of you have your own specialty. There are things you like to do, there are thing you may want to do.”

I looked at the female high-cla.s.s slaves.

They looked at me with dubious expression.

Because they don’t have that much intelligence, I wonder if they surmised the intent of the speech.

“But in reality, there is still much work other than that to be done.”

I looked at the low-cla.s.s slaves.

They were also at a loss during my speech.

My story will be suspicious and they will doubt it if I give preferential treatment to the high-cla.s.s slaves.

Everything seems to go along fine.

“Even though there are things you want to do, but what you are doing right now is different. Ladies and gentlemen, you have suffered from this gap.”

I then shook my head and said “However”.

“I intend to fill that only gap. In other words, I intend to let you do things that you are good at.”

I will let them do what they specialize in.

There were some expressions that seemed like they got hit out of nowhere by that speech.

I pointed a finger at them.

“Yes, your specialties. Each of you have an ability.”

I took a long pause after I said it.

“Now that I have a new life in this world, I want to leave a legacy.”

I muttered alone.

The influence of the speech was big.

As most of the slaves who had dead eyes were startled and their eyes were now wide open.

I want to leave my legacy in this world.

I want you to hear once more the desire that I must’ve been forgotten so long ago.