Chapter 42 (1/2)

Chapter 42　Re-Contract of the Two

We head back to town after we received the reward from the guild. The interview date written in the letter of recommendation is three days from now. Let’s finish the thing we should do before then.

I divide the 50 gold coins in half, 4 of us gets the half while Amyl gets the other half. It’s really hard to convince those two as they keep on saying we should divide them equally.

“It’s going to cost a lot to start a new life for two people you know? The reward that we got is still a lot. Just think of it as a wedding present from us.”

Since Amyl who’s deeply moved at my words is going to embrace me, I promptly put a single punch on his face. He protests while wiping his nosebleed.

“…You…shouldn’t we hug each other at such a time?”

“What’s there to be happy about with two man hugging each other!”

The other members are looking at me with lukewarm eyes. Why? You’re wrong, but I’m not sure what to say…

Since we just returned from the dungeon, today will be a holiday for us. Us four people separated from Amyl and Lelena. We head toward the capital city’s contract place for the first time. Right next to the capital city’s contract place is the slave market, so I can see slaves of various races and ages put in the cage.

When I inform that I want to re-contract of the slave at the reception desk, a man with a face tattoo just like the time with Claire came out. First I’m going to make a contract for Diabell. When she boldly strips her upper body, a splendid body with wonderful balance came into view.

…It’s a wonderful pair of b.o.o.bs. Although it didn’t show properly with her clothes on, she is quite busty isn’t she? The shape is pretty too, this could even be considered as a work of art. Thanks to Diabell’s brown skin, it added even more to her s.e.x appeal. I keeps on staring at this work of art, as it would be a blasphemy to not examine every part of it, but suddenly my sleeve were pulled from the side.

“Master, looking too much is not good you know.” (Claire)

As I started to have some indecent thoughts, I got warned by Claire. Diabell doesn’t seems to mind at all, as she just stood there magnificently. Since she was previously a soldier, she looks a bit manly.

The man with the tattoo touched the slave crest on Diabell’s chest with his hand. “That breast is mine!”- is what I almost instantly protest, but I managed to control myself somehow. Its embarra.s.sing as a Gold-rank adventurer. I’ll endure it this time if it’s just this much.

“Master? Wont blood come out if you keep on gripping your fist like that? (Claire)

A foolish question, Claire. But I only tightened my grip more. When I look, Diabell showed a slight painful expression every times the slave crest s.h.i.+nes. When the light settled, the slave crest of the same type as Claire was carved on her chest, different from her former slave crest. With this the contract is complete.

“I could tell that with this the master and servant contract with My Lord is established. Please take care of me forever, My Lord.” (Diabell)

Diabell said so while smiling at me. You’re allowed to be free, so you don’t even need to go ahead and be my slave.

Next is Shallie’s turn. As she’s going to have a hard time living by herself, I plan to take care of her until she became an adult. I’ll let her decide by herself what’s she’s going to do afterwards. Since other people might occasionally insist on her property rights if she was freed, I decided to re-contract her the same way as Diabell.

“Shallie had done this before. It was terrible and painful.” (Shallie)

Shallie looks like she extremely hates it, she acts like a grade-schooler who hates flu shot. Although I understand her feelings, I’ll have you endure it here.