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The main character was reincarnated as the cannon fodder villainous s*ave trader of a game!

At this rate, there will be nothing but destruction flags, where the s*aves will revolt and tear me to pieces!

That's it! If I practice recovery magic from now on as a child and master it, won't I be able to heal myself when I get hurt?

Moreover, I can sell flattery to s*aves, so it's killing two birds with one stone!

I'm just healing my s*aves in order to save myself, but why are they grateful! ?

If I buy a disabled s*ave cheaply and sell them at a high price, I shouldn't receive gratitude? I wonder what this means! ?

Eh! ? The protagonist is the hero of light! ? Ah, I already healed them with my healing magic! ? Iyah, I'm sorry.

It wasn't until I was 6 years old that I realized that I had reincarnated as a so-called cannon fodder* in a game - a reincarnated villain.

During my lifetime, I lived in a place called Japan.

But for some reason-when I woke up, I found myself reincarnated as Erd Schmarken, an aristocrat from a fantasy world.

「Ah, I know this face somehow.」

Terrible looks coupled with an evil countenance deeply stained with the color of villainy and horrible looking eyes.

I recognized this face. Of course, it was from something of my previous life.

「Come to think of it, he looks like a character from the game I was playing right before I died… Ah, that guy. 」

I remembered this while washing my face in the mirror in the morning.

However, even though he was a game character, he wasn't the main character.

[Egoistic Fantasy]-a gold standard title for full-fledged dark fantasy RPG had a reputation for realistic graphics and a wide range of complex, fleshed out scenarios, but...

Speaking of Erd Schmarken, he was a villainous aristocrat whose death flags inevitably led him to ruin.

The boss that appears just before the final boss, and since he uses troublesome magic, it was rumored that he was even stronger than the final boss.

「Ah, so I guess I'll die soon too...?」

At the age of 6, I realized that I was about to die.

「This character will die in a miserable way no matter what route he takes... Well, that's the kind of guy he was. 」

Erd was destined to die in the game, no matter what the player did.

He appears as the most sinister villain against the main character, is defeated brilliantly, and dies. As a cannon fodder, dying in this manner perfectly suited his character.

He's a so-called hate-chara [hated character].

However, now that I have been reincarnated in such an Erd, I cannot afford to die.

It's a rare opportunity to be reincarnated as a character in a game world like this right?

「In that case how about trying to avoid getting ruined!」

I've read all kinds of things in various novels and stuff.

Even if you're reincarnated into a character that only has this destruction route, you can still survive depending on how you do things.

I'm glad I realized it at my current age.

After all, Erd is expected to die only after he becomes an adult.

Let's think. What can I do to help with my survival?

This world was in the age of šlavery-,

All kinds of nobles bought šlaves, and all sorts of merchants dealt with šlaves - such was the era.

In the midst of this, the Schmarken family has been a family of šlave traders for generations.

Erd in the game was already a terrible guy.

Even if they're slaves, there should be a standard way of treating them, don't you think?

The merchant's point of view was that šlaves were important commodities. People who damaged such a product or neglected its management were disqualified as a merchant. But Erd was just that kind of guy.

Because of that, after Erd's final ruin, he was treated badly by former šlaves.

Even when his limbs were cut off, he would not be treated and will be relegated to being a defective šlave until he dies.

There's no way I would want a future like that.

「Come to think of it, Erd became a defective šlave in every route…」

So, if he could treat himself, it shouldn't be a problem...?

The young I thought up this plan.

「That's right! In order not to avoid dying, let's practice healing magic from now! 」

I was still 6 years old. My magical aptitude isn't fixed either.

If I started now, shouldn't I be able to learn a decent amount of healing magic?

The Erd in the game was a character who used only dark magic, šlavery magic, and other magic that could be used for evil...

Well, considering Erd's original personality, I guess that's how it was.

But I didn't want to die, so I'll study healing magic for myself!

Considering Erd's original aptitude and talent for magic, it should be that easy.

Even with this, he appears as one of the strongest bosses. So, he's probably more talented than those run of the mill mobs out there.

What would happen if all the talent that was spent on offensive magic was spent on healing magic...!?

Perhaps I could become the strongest healer mage!

From that day on, my healing magic training began.

Fortunately, the Schmarken family was quite—no, really wealthy.

They were very successful as šlave traders.

Thanks to that, there were many books at home.

For me, who had lived my life to adulthood, it wasn't that difficult to understand the contents of the books.

Since I was 6 years old, I've been focusing only on healing magic, so my learning progressed smoothly.

To be honest, for the first time I thought studying was fun.

「Oh, maybe I have a good aptitude for healing magic?」

I didn't think that Erd in the game had such a decent aptitude for healing magic. The images were too contrasting.

Does this mean that Erd's magical aptitude was excellent to begin with?

Well, the original Erd probably didn't try to learn absolute healing magic due to his personality.

Also, Erd wan't the kind of guy who took his training seriously...

But if I properly acquire healing magic like this-when I'm ruined in the future, I'll be able to heal myself!

Honestly, I thought this strategy was perfect. If someone acquired healing magic up to the strongest class, they could deal with any situation!

「Simply practicing recovery magic only by myself, I have reached the limit of my training...」

With that in mind, I decided to look for someone who was injured.

In the Schmarken family, there was no shortage of injured people.

What I meant was-.

「You b*stard! You're a useless šlave! Die!」

「Hi~i! Master, please forgive me...!」

Just today, one of the šlaves was being bullied by his father.

Erd's father, Dofun, also had a terrible personality.

Even though they were šlaves, they weren't treated like humans. He used his own šlaves as an outlet for his stress.

I will talk to the beaten middle-aged šlave later.

「Oi…」

「Hi~i! Young master Erd...! Please don't hit me...!」

「I won't hit you...」

Really, just what kind of action was the original Erd doing... He's only six years old, and he's already so vile. Well, because of that why his fate was not good.

「I'll treat you with healing magic. Don't move.」

「Eh...? Ah, thank you...?」

「Hey, with this are you able to move...?「」

「Young master…You're so kind...」

「I'm not kind. This is for my practice.」

That's right. I'm not particularly kind. If I was really kind, I would let the šlaves escape from here right now.

But I'm not in a situation where I can do that, and I have no intention of doing so.

I also don't want to do anything troublesome to make my father stop beating šlaves.

Essentially, this is just a place to practice healing magic for my future self.

That's why I will have no kindness within me.

Strangely enough, I wonder if remnants of the original Erd's personality lingered. I was able to perceive the feelings of kindness and sympathy fading from within me.

Well, that doesn't matter. For me, I'll continue doing my best to survive.

Suddenly, I remember seeing the face of the šlave I treated.

Come to think of it... he was going to take revenge on me after I was ruined...

Originally, Erd would be ruined and reduced to šlavery.

At that time, Erd was treated badly by his fellow šlaves as revenge for everything he had done till then.

Well, I'm going to use healing magic to prevent that from happening...

Just in case, let's sell some flattery.

「Hey, if father hits you again, come to me. I'll cure you.」

「Ah, thank you very much...! After all, young master is kind」

Like this, my healing magic grew quickly.

*1. Original text- Biting Dog : A dog against which young dogs bite for training for dog fight matches. In other words, in martial arts , etc., it is a weak opponent who is played as a foil

T/N: Hi everyone. This is a pretty cool story I just picked up. It is a bit different in the sense MC isn't absolutely good or evil. I hope you guys love this novel. If you do, please leave a rating in NU

For the time being, I grasped the basics of healing magic.

If it's just a minor abrasion or bleeding, it can be cured somehow.

However, it is certain that in the future I will face the terrible fate of being a defective šlave.

So, at the very least, I'd like to be able to regenerate my arms.

But from now on, it's starting to be a bit impossible for me to study on my own.

Therefore, I decided to rely on šlaves.

There are a vast number of various types of šlaves in my house.

Among them, I visited a šlave who was good at healing magic.

「Hey, you」

「What is it, young master...」

The šlave looked at me with a haggard face.

This... it looks like they haven't even been given food.

As per the policy of Schmarken family, the treatment of šlaves was extremely strict.

However, I was going to ask them to teach me something. Šlaves should also be treated with the minimum courtesy.

I took out bread from my pocket.

If things went well, I'll bring some soup or something for them later.

「I'll give you this bread, so could you teach me healing magic...?」

「I- uh young master wants to see healing magic from me...? I don't mind, but… Wouldn't it be better to have a šlave do that...?」

「No, I'm just curious. I am certain that I want to learn it myself.」

「Oh, I understand! If that's the case, let's take it easy.」

The šlave was an elderly woman. She looked happy when she received the bread from me.

Come to think of it, everyone in this game was like that-everyone leaves things that are troublesome or hard to remember to their šlaves. Erd should have been that kind of person without exception.

But that wasn't right. If one relied only on šlaves, they won't be able to move on your own in an emergency. No matter what, I had to learn healing magic by myself.

「Okay, let's start with this... let's re-grow arms on a frog.」

「Oh, I see.」

I learned how to apply healing magic from a šlave.

It's different to be able to learn directly from people.

People in this world don't try to learn from šlaves. Because of that, the šlave revolted and such a crisis happened...

Oops, I lost my focus.

Anyway, it's good to learn everything on your own.

You can only stay lazy as long as your šlaves are on your side-.

Okay, I think this is enough for today. I'll come back tomorrow.

「Yes, young master.」

From then on, I started going to the šlave with bread almost every day.

In just a few weeks, I was able to grow frog arms.

「Thank you Melda. Thanks to you, my healing magic has improved so much.」

「No... I'm a šlave. To say thank you to a šlave...」

「Even if you're a šlave, a thank you is a thank you. When someone does something for you, you thank them. Isn't that obvious? 」

「Young Master…Young Master is a wonderful person. You're still young. I'm sure you'll make a great head of house.」

「Stop it. I'm just studying healing magic for my own purposes. Don't think too much.」

In fact, I didn't feel any pity or sympathy for the šlave.

This may be due to Erd's original personality. Or was it that I myself am such a person?

It's just, I was providing adequate amount of bread in exchange for being taught healing magic.

It doesn't matter to me if this person is happy or if their life span is extended by a few days.

「There's an injured person! There's an injured person, a-a-a-ah!」

「One day, a šlave gathered everyone while hollering that.」

I went too, and there was a man who had cut his arm and was bleeding.

Apparently the man worked so hard that he got dizzy and cut his arm while working.

Due to the commotion, his father also rushed to the scene.

「Hmph, I wonder what's going on... Where is the injured person? Isn't this just a stupid šlave who cut off his arm? A šlave is not a person. So a wounded or sick šlave is worthless. Hurry up and kill him!There are so many ways to do this! Hahahaha!」

[T/N: Omg]

As always, I think he's a terrible father. But I pretended not to know.

It doesn't matter where he is or what this father of mine does. And even if this guy dies in the future, I have no intention of helping him. I'm fine with it as long as I'm safe.

I'm not as bad a person as the original Erd, but I'm by no means a kind hearted or a virtuous person. Especially right now, knocking down my death flag is all I can wrap my head around.

But-.

Right then

「Please move away. Father, if you don't want this šlave, can I do as I like with it?」

「What? Erd wants it? Well, that's fine. Whether it's grilled or boiled, do as you like.」

I decided to use healing magic on the šlave who cut off his arm.

I've succeeded in growing frog arms, but I've never grown human arms before. It's a good chance to try it. If it failed here, there's nothing I can do.

As my father said earlier, šlaves who have lost their arms are to be disposed of immediately in our house.

That's why opportunities like this were rare.

I use healing magic to inject magic power into his arms.

「W-wow...Amazing! My arm grew back...!」

「Hoh... When did you do learn such a trick... I was surprised even though you're my son, Erd.」

My father also praised me. This might mean an increase in pocket money.

The šlave's arms grew in a blink of an eye and recovered enough to continue working.

「Hmph, well. If you can work, work until you die. I'm busy. I'm leaving.」

After my father left, the šlave from earlier ran up to me and said.

「Young master! Thank you very much...! How can I express my gratitude...」

「No, it's unnecessary for me. I wanted to cure it, so I cured it.」

「Thanks to you, I didn't get disposed of...! Thank you...!」

It's kind of strange to be thanked by a šlave. Even though I benefitted from it as well.

But with this, I've already sold my flattery to the šlaves. When the time comes, I will probably not be killed by a šlave anymore right?

[Melda's POV]

My name is Melda. I am a šlave kept by the Schmarken family.

Since I'm good at healing magic, I'm treated a little better, that doesn't change my life as a šlave.

My job is to treat injured šlaves in the mansion.

Even if you heal the injured day after day, they will soon be injured again.

And instead of being thanked, I'm forced to eat less.

I don't want to do anything about my status as a šlave anymore, but I'm tired of the unchanging and unsatisfying days.

One day, Erd, the son of the Schmarken family, spoke to me.

「I'll give you this bread, so could you teach me healing magic...?」

「I- uh young master wants to see healing magic from me...? I don't mind, but… Wouldn't it be better to have a šlave do that...?」

I've never heard of someone with a noble status like the masters wanting to use healing magic on their own.

Since healing magic required stamina, and it's hard work, the public perception was that such things were the work of šlaves.

Nevertheless, the young master said to me.

「No, I'm just curious. I am certain that I want to learn it myself.」

「Oh, I understand! If that's the case, let's take it easy.」

I was tired of the unchanging days, so I agreed without a second thought. Well, originally šlaves didn't have the right to disobey, but...

The job of teaching healing magic to the young master seemed a little more interesting than my usual job.

Besides, if you're going to give me some bread, I have no choice but to teach it to you.

Even so, how can you bow your head and ask a šlave like me to teach...

Young master Erd is a strange person. Is it because he's still young that he just doesn't know how to treat šlaves?

Moreover, he rewards me with extra bread.

Although he is young, Master Erd has an extraordinary personality.

「Okay, let's start with this... let's re-grow arms on a frog.」

「Oh, I see.」

Young master Erd soon managed to re-grow arms of a frog.

I was very surprised by this.

I knew nobles were in better health than us šlaves, and had more magic than us but…

Honestly, Master Erd's healing magic talent was tremendous.

It usually takes years of training even to treat frogs.

The people of the Schmarken family were talented in dark magic and are quite famous as magicians. However, I never thought that young master Erd had such a talent for healing magic...

I can imagine that if we continue to focus our talents and efforts on healing magic...it will be terrifying.

「I want to be able to regenerate human arms... will I be able to?」

「Of course, I think it's possible with young master's talent... but it will take a considerable amount of time. Even I can't do the technique of growing human arms and legs from scratch. To do that one must be the at level of a royal court magician doctor...」

「I see. Then, I need a lot of training. If possible, I'd like to be able to grow it soon...」

I was surprised when I heard the boy's remarks.

Because something like regenerating a human arm with healing magic could only be done by a professional healing magician.

A realm that a person with great talent can finally reach after desperate efforts...

The words coming out of the young master's mouth couldn't be taken seriously. It's far beyond the level that a noble young master could learn by casually fooling around.

However, I could feel the seriousness from the look in young master Erd's eyes.

If it was this person, then... Young master Erd had a talent that could make one think in this way.

If you continue your training like this, you'll do great things in the future. That's what I thought when I saw young master Erd.

What surprised me was something that happened a few weeks later.

Shockingly, young master Erd restored the arm of an injured šlave.

I didn't expect him to reach a level that would normally take several years in such a short period of time...

Young master Erd's talent was far ahead of what I thought.

「Young master Erd …Is that true…!?」

「Oh, I tried it and it worked.」

「That's... wonderful... there's nothing more I can teach you.」

Despite being in the position of a šlave, being given the opportunity to teach healing magic, this should be a great honour for me as a teacher.

But I didn't expect him to master healing magic so quickly...It was worrying.

It was fun for me to give guidance to young master Erd, who was steadily growing steadily like that.

However, the strange thing is, what do you intend to do after learning healing magic so enthusiastically?

There's no way a noble merchant like young master would become an adventurer...

Healing should be done by šlave healers like me.

That alone was incomprehensible.

I grew up fast and turned 10 years old.

At the age of 10, under the rules of the Schmarken family, I was finally allowed to have my own šlave.

I accompanied the purchase of šlaves for the first time.

The šlave market was extremely prosperous.

Even though it's called a market, this was where šlave traders came to buy šlaves.

Demi-humans of all races were sold from all over the world.

The market was located under a huge dome, and it was as luxurious as a luxury hotel lounge.

A child like me felt out of place in a place like this.

The Schmarken family also used their own route to purchase šlaves - well, it was similar to kidnapping - but apart from that, they also often buy from the šlave market like this.

From the šlave market, they went to the šlave trader, and then to the nobles and other such customers.

In the šlave market, a large number of šlaves were sold casually.

Our job as šlave traders was to buy decent šlaves from among them, train them properly, and ensure that they will be safe even if they fall into the hands of nobles.

The šlaves that have just been bought were not trained yet, so none of them were well-behaved.

Even though I had a šlave crest, it's still troublesome if someone went against me.

In order to sell to nobles at a high price, a šlave's behaviour and etiquette were also important.

「Now, you can buy any šlave you like. Well, within the scope of your pocket money that is. 」

My father said so and let me move around the market as I pleased.

My father's šlave, Hans, was keeping his attention on me so that I didn't get lost.

Hans was my father's personal šlave, the one I helped when he had been beaten up.

What I came to buy this time was not a šlave to resell.

I was looking for an personal šlave who would take care of me.

In the Schmarken family, in addition to the šlaves they sell, they keep šlaves for various purposes such as housework.

I've always had šlaves to take care of me, but they were my father's property.

Now that I'm 10 years old, I've finally been recognized as a full-fledged person who has come of age and allowed to have my own šlave.

「Young master, what are you looking for from a while now? Ah, maybe a cute girl your age? 」

Hans joked and asked me. Every time my father hit Hans, I treated him, and we got along pretty well. I'm sure Hans will help me in case of a crisis.

「No... I'm not. Well, good looks are always nice... What I'm looking for is a disabled šlave.」

「Disabled šlaves... no, is that so? I mean, even though you're young, you have a great hobby.」

「Are you sure you aren't misunderstanding something? You…」

The sections of the main street that were easy to look at were lined with only good-looking šlaves. They were the so-called top-selling product.

I think the disabled šlaves and other defective items are further underground.

I decided to get off the main street of the šlave market and go down to the underground sales floor.

It wasn't a place where people would ordinarily come.

The sanitary conditions of the environment were incomparably worse than above, a pungent smell pricked the nose.

The seller was also filthy, and it was difficult to make out who was the šlave.

But located here was exactly what I was looking for.

I spoke to the eccentric-looking old man who specialized in dealing with disabled šlaves.

「Hey, I want a šlave. A female šlave is preferred. A young one.」

「Hehehehe, even though young master is still young, you do have a taste. There are young ones, but they're all about to die soon, you know? Many of them are disfigured or something similar.」

「It's fine. Show me.」

I was guided by the old man to behind the curtain.

There were rows of šlaves in chains.

「For the time being, the ones tied up here are all virgins. They look pretty bad, so no one has touched them」

「That doesn't matter... Well, let's use it as a reference.」

「Do you need some recommendations for s*x šlaves? These are lacking in physical strength for that...」

「You're noisy. Please be quiet.」

I searched for a notable šlave. After all, I want to choose carefully because they were to be my partner who will be my personal šlave.

I met the eyes of a very skinny elf girl.

「Is this child an elf?」

「Yes, it's rare, isn't it? I think her head is good*, but her face is just like this.」

[T/N: intelligent]

The elf had missing limbs and her face was badly burned.

But for some reason, I was strongly attracted to her.

It's not like I am sympathetic.

It's just that I think I could cure this child.

I wanted to test my power—that's all.

「Let's do this. Give me this child.」

「Yes, thank you for your patronage. It's going to be 50G.」

「Is that okay...!? Isn't it too cheap?」

「Well, we can only go so far with such junk products. As you can see, it's a useless šlave on the verge of being disposed of, so here it is.」

「Right. Well, it's fine if it's cheap. Alright, let's sign a šlave crest contract.」

Šlaves can only be used after making a contract with a šlave crest.

At the time of being sold, the šlaves for sale are placed in a šlave contract with the owner of the store.

After the money is paid, the šlave contract is renewed with the buyer,

By the way, even though it was a šlave contract, it didn't have the binding force of absolute compliance.

What the owner could do with the šlave crest was to punish the šlave.

Apart from that, šlaves will not be able to harm their owners.

Strictly speaking, a šlave can only not cause harm to their master, but they are free to do anything else.

Therefore, a relationship of trust with the šlaves was quite important.

It's different if one was going to subdue them with severe punishment like my father...

The šlave's owner could send a pain signal to the šlave crest at any time.

By adjusting it depending on one's magical power, it was possible to drive them insane with pain, or even kill them.

In my father's case, he constantly tied them down with a small amount of pain, and the pain disappeared only while they were working.

It's scary to think about how I'll be retaliated against if I do something like that...

That's why I decided.

After purchasing a šlave, let's go all out and flatter them.

After taking the elf šlave home, I was alone in my room with her.

「Umm, let's first start with your name, shall we?」

「…」

「What, are you unable to speak?」

When I asked that, the elf nodded.

Then, 「Aa...」 she let out a hoarse groan.

It's possible that her throat and face both were burnt and damaged.

「Lie down here first.」

When I pointed to my bed, the elf reluctantly followed me with a frightened look.

「Okay, I'll cast healing magic on you now and go over all the damaged portions. It will take quite some time, but please stay still, okay? 」

Then I started casting healing magic on the elf.

Starting with the throat, and then the face.

It took two hours to completely heal her throat.

During that time, I fully concentrated without wiping off a single bead of sweat.

Next, I gave the elf a drink and asked her name.

The elf told me that her name was Arday.

After that, I started to treat Arday's face.

It took about five hours to restore her face to its original beauty.

「Wow, amazing...! I've really recovered...! Master is an amazing person...! Thank you! I can't thank you enough!」

「Well... uhh, oh... what... you're so beautiful.」

「Wo... wow, I am beautiful...!? Thank you...」

Arday's face turned bright red and embarrassed.

But I honestly thought so, that's why I just said it.

Even if one looked at it objectively, I thought Arday's face was quite high level.

I'm glad I was able to restore Arday's face to its original state.

It's all the more so upon seeing Arday's smile brimming with happiness.

「Then next, I'll grow back your right hand.」

「Huh, grow back...!? Can you even do that...!?」

「Wait up...」

After that, my treatment continued.

I've already used a lot of magic, and my physical strength was at its limit.

It's a battle of willpower now.

Ah, by the way, apparently, it was difficult even for a high-level magician to re grow human limbs with healing magic.

Now that I think about it, the old šlave lady who taught me healing magic must have been a pretty amazing instructor.

I've grown a lot over the past few years, but...

It took about 15 hours to restore all the limbs.

「Haa...haa...with this, I wonder if she'll make a complete recovery.」

Just like that, I collapsed on the bed.

Suddenly, I heard Arday's crying voice.

「What's wrong? Are you still in pain?」

「*Sniff*...*sniff*…Waah~ Waah~! It's not like that. I'm so happy that Master went this far for someone like me...! In my dreams I have wished so long that the day will come when I can walk like this again! I'm really happy to have been kept by Master. I will serve you for the rest of my life!」

「That's good. I too wish I could stay with Arday forever.」

I merely don't want to be betrayed by my šlave, nothing else.

In case of a crisis, I would like to build a relationship of trust so that even if the šlave crest was no longer working, it would still be fine.

「Master... I'm really happy right now. I thought I was going to die in a corner of the šlave market without being bought by anyone... Master found me, really... Master is like a God!」

If you like me this much, I don't feel bad either.

「Hey Arday. Why are you so grateful to me? I'm in a position to keep you as a šlave, you know? Don't you really hate it? Even though you should hate me, why are you so devoted towards me?」

「No way...! Master saved my life. You made me walk on this land again. You showed me this scenery again. You gave me the opportunity to speak again... I apologize, but it's ridiculous to hate you! I'm really happy to be able to work as a šlave under Master!」

「I see... that's good. But don't get me wrong. I only treated you for the purpose of using you as my šlave.」

「No, even so... I love Master...!」

Alright, you fell.

With this, Arday will completely pledge her allegiance to me.

Everything's fine, everything's fine.

From now on, let's gather various šlaves as allies and prepare for the destruction flags.

[Arday's POV]

My name is Arday.

An elf šlave, who was to be sold off.

That being said, I barely had any hands or feet to speak of.

Besides, my face was so badly burned and blistered that it was difficult to even look at.

My village was burned to the ground by bandits, and all my friends were kidnapped as šlaves.

I was also caught in the same way and became a šlave, but I was badly burnt when the village was razed.

My hands and feet were similarly burnt, and they were so severe that they had to be cut off.

As for me, I was abused by the šlave traders and forced to wear a collar, all while being cursed and insulted.

They said that damaged goods like me had almost no commercial value.

Despite this, even though I brought in no income, I still needed to be fed, and as such, šlaves like me who had disabilities or injuries were heavily disliked by the šlave traders.

So, I wanted to cry at this.

To have my village burned down, my limbs cut off, fall into šlavery, and then still be called useless and continuously insulted was just unbearable…

I could only curse this fate.

Someone like you can't be sold as a s*x šlave. I don't need you at all to be honest.

I couldn't even open my mouth to talk back. My throat was burned and blistered.

I had thought of biting off my tongue right then and killing myself, but that wouldn't work either.

I also sometimes thought that if I was not needed, they should just kill me, but it seems they couldn't even do that.

According to the law, šlave traders couldn't dispose of even disabled šlaves.

It seems that it was possible to dispose of her only if she was a šlave he owned...

I don't know the details...

Even if I was like this, there are apparently people who were interested and willing to buy people like me.

However, no matter how long I waited, there was no sign of such a day coming.

Besides, even if I were to be bought, I doubted I'll be treated well anyway.

One day when I was thinking like that-

A curious person who wanted to buy me appeared.

That person named Erd was still a child.

However, he was starting at me with a smouldering gaze, and I could clearly feel his intentions.

At first, I was worried about what would happen to me after I was taken home.

However, that anxiety was quickly blown away.

「Okay, I'll cast healing magic on you now and go over all the damaged portions. It will take quite some time, but please stay still, okay? 」

Eh…?

Healing magic...?

That also to me, a šlave...?

And by master himself...?

At first, I didn't understand what he was saying.

However, when Master started using healing magic, I immediately began to feel comfortable and my body began to recover.

Master spent a long time sweating while treating my face and voice.

Seeing that figure, I was filled with gratitude and sentimentality, my heart overflowing with feelings of gratitude.

I couldn't believe there were people who go this far for šlaves...

To me, he could only be considered as a God.

「Wow, amazing...! I've really recovered...! Master is an amazing person...! Thank you! I can't thank you enough!」

「Well... uhh, oh... what... you're so beautiful.」

「Wo... wow, I am beautiful...!? Thank you...」

Subconsciously, with those words I fell in love with him.

Lord Erd was a young man and moreover, he had a very handsome face.

Also, he risked his life to treat me.

Isn't it that easy to fall in love with such a man, especially when he praises you as beautiful?

Until now, I had given up on myself as a woman...or rather, as a human being.

With a burnt face like this, no one would have loved me anymore. I would have died without knowing love.

However, he restored my face to its original state and said it was beautiful.

Master― God's miracles didn't stop there.

「Then next, I'll grow back your right hand.」

「Huh, grow back...!? Can you even do that...!?」

「Wait up...」

Surprisingly, Master even made my hands and feet grow back.

Master's healing magic was clearly different from normal kind.

Ordinarily, even among the elves, there weren't many people who could achieve such a feat with healing magic.

It was orders of magnitude more difficult to grow back an arm through healing magic, compared to, say, healing minor wounds.

What's more, it was not only difficult, but it also consumed a lot of stamina, energy, and magic.

If done poorly, it could endanger the life of the caster. No matter how talented Master was...

Nevertheless, he did his best for me without looking after himself.

As a šlave, what else can I do but serve this person with all my heart? I thought so.

As a šlave, I made up my mind to serve this master for the rest of my life.

「UuuuUuuu…」

「What's wrong? Are you still in pain?」

「*Sniff*...*sniff*…Waah~ Waah~! It's not like that. I'm so happy that Master went this far for someone like me...! In my dreams I have wished so long that the day will come when I can walk like this again! I'm really happy to have been kept by Master. I will serve you for the rest of my life!」

「That's good. I too wish I could stay with Arday forever.」

Unbeknownst to me, I burst into tears like a child.

Master gently hugged me like a lover.

To think I, a šlave, would be treated so well and humanely at this point...

To me, who had already given up on everything, Master gave me another chance to live.

This life, I will dedicate to my Master.

Afterwards, my master embraced me and I was truly happy.

Even though I had already given up on knowing love, my master loved me as a woman...

There was no greater happiness than this.

Is it really okay for me to be this happy?

However, my master never boasted or flaunted his actions, and remained a humble person. He must be a shy person.

「Don't get me wrong. I only treated you for the purpose of using you as my šlave.」

The master who spoke like that was also wonderful.

He must be saying that so that I don't feel burdened.

I think, I was really bought by a wonderful person.

Even after buying the elf slâve girl Arday, my wallet still had room to spare.

Arday was pretty cheap, partly because she was a disabled slâve.

The week after I bought Arday, I decided to go to the slâve market again.

This time, I was aiming for a male slâve.

In the future, I'll probably need a lot of money.

In order to avoid the death flags, it would be prudent to save up a considerable sum of money.

That's why I thought of a way to earn some.

'Buy a male slâve and make him work as an adventurer.'

That way, I'll be able to generate a stable income.

Moreover, the purchase price would be insanely cheap because it would be a disabled slâve.

Among the disabled slâves, if possible, let's choose someone who had a good physique and appeared motivated.

The slâve that caught my eye was a dwarf.

Dwarves were a demi-human race with good build and physical strength.

Therefore, dwarf slâves were often used for physical labor.

You can make them work as artisan slâves in workshops, or make them do other things such as being adventurers.

A dwarf would be perfect for working as an adventurer.

I found a dwarf with no arms and decided to buy it.

Looking at the price tag, I was astounded at how cheap he was. It was a level that even a child's pocket money could buy.

I asked the owner to give me the slâve.

「Esteemed customer, are you really okay? A dwarf with no arms... it's useless, you know? 」

「I'll decide if this guy is useful. Just give me this guy. 」

「Yes Yes.」

The dwarf I bought was named Domingo.

I took Domingo home and immediately decided to grow back his arms.

At first, there was no light in Domingo's eyes.

「What's the point of buying me? I'm useless. As a dwarf who has lost his arms, there's nothing left for me but death...」

「That won't do. Until you die, I want you to work for me. 」

I put my hand on Domingo and started casting healing magic.

-Kyuaaah! ! ! !*

Domingo's arms grew back and life returned to his eyes

「This is...!? Amazing. My arm is...! 」

「See, with this you can still work, can't you?」

「Thank you...! How can I express my gratitude...」

「No need for thanks. Just work hard in return, that's all I ask」

I was planning to send Domingo on a quest as an adventurer.

But before that, I decided to train Domingo.

There's also arm rehabilitation.

Until yesterday, he was an amateur with no skills.

From now on, I need to train you to reach a minimum level of proficiency. Otherwise you'll get injured again.

「Alright then Domingo, train for the next few weeks. You're free to use the sword and training ground. 」

「Thank you very much! I will do my best to live up to my master's expectations! 」

「Good」

After that, Domingo kept swinging his sword earnestly.

Whenever he got injured or felt muscle soreness, I applied healing magic immediately.

Through this repetitive training, Domingo grew rapidly in just a short period of time.

「Alright, it's about time to begin questing. Domingo, could you go to the city and register as an adventurer? Just earn money as you see fit. You're free to do whatever you like in the meantime. 」

「A slâve like me being an adventurer...? To be honest, is it okay to have that kind of freedom...? 」

「Is there a problem...? 」

「No, it's just... I never really heard about slâves being adventurers... 」

Usually, there aren't many who give such freedom to their slâves.

However, Domingo seems to trust me, so I think its fine to have him do whatever he pleases upto some extent.

「That's right. Just give me 80% of the quest reward. The remaining 20% could be kept in reserve for the next adventure or as your own pocket money. 」

「No way...! Will you even give a slâve like me money...!? 」

「That should improve your quest performance, right? Everyone needs to take breaks. As long as you earn enough money during your free time, it's not a problem」

「How can I say this... Even after healing my arm, you're being so generous... Thank you for giving me this chance...! 」

So, I decided to let Domingo go on a quest.

In the evening, Domingo returned to the mansion with several quest rewards.

「Aah! As expected of Domingo. Isn't this a pretty good reward? 」

「This is all thanks to Master. 」

Continuing to use Domingo like this will provide a steady source of income.

With the rewards received from quests, we could even purchase new slâves.

Besides, considering how to avoid ruin, no amount of money would be too much.

Safety can be ensured as long as one is prepared.

Let's continue to save as much money as possible for the future.

「I am amazed by how much master trusts me, a mere slâve. Your kindness and competence are truly admirable. In return for this favor, I feel motivated to work harder. 」

「Hmph, don't get me wrong. This is just for money. 」

「Let's leave it that way then. 」

Actually, all I am thinking about is avoiding my own ruin.

Whether Domingo finds it rewarding or is comfortable, I am not particularly interested.

However, if I can be appreciated for it, there's nothing better than that.

The more slâves on my side, the better.

*1. it says ――キュアアアン!! - and it's not within quotes

[Domingo's POV]

My name is Domingo, and I was a dwarf being sold as a slâve in the market.

Dwarves were pretty popular as slâve.

With their ample physical strength and sturdy build, they were capable of almost anything.

Dwarf slâve were perfect for blacksmithing and combat.

However, I remained unsold in a corner of the slâve market for a long time.

I didn't have any arms. Earlier to becoming a slâve, I got injured and lost my arms because of it.

As a result of this, I had little value as a slâve.

It was unlikely that anyone would want a dwarf slâve without arms.

Moreover, I was a rough, uncultured old man. Unlike the female slâve, I had no value as s*x slâve.

As long as a woman had an attractive face, even without any notable skills or talents, they would still attract curious or interested buyers.

As for someone like me, I had no worth as a male prostitute.

I had reached a point of utter hopelessness regarding my own life.

The fact that I had fallen into a state of slâvery was bad enough, but to also be completely unwanted even in that position was truly disheartening.

At the very least, I hoped someone will buy me and give me a job.

If that happened, the day may come when I would be freed from slâvery.

Moreover, having a job could provide a sense of purpose and satisfaction, which could be a powerful motivator to keep on living.

However, as it stood now, I had been just sitting in a corner of the slâve market, unwanted and waiting for the day I would be disposed of.

Unexpectedly, a turning point arrived in my life one day.

「Until you die, I want you to work for me. 」

The boy told me so.

And then, he cast healing magic on my arm.

「This is...!? Amazing. My arm is...! 」

My arms were restored to its original state after receiving healing magic.

I was filled with disbelief.

The light returned to my eyes, which had been lifeless until now.

I had given up, but now I had hope again.

Usually, if someone wanted to restore their lost arm, they either had to either pay a high price to the court healer magician to fix it, or use super high-end medicines such as elixirs.

However, no one was stupid enough to pay such a large sum of money to treat a slâve.

Instead of doing something like that, they could buy as many healthy and capable slâve as they wanted for the same price.

But this Erd sama healed me with his own healing magic.

I didn't expect this little boy to have such talent.

Moreover, Erd-sama not only treated me, but also said something completely unexpected.

「Alright then Domingo, train for the next few weeks. You're free to use the sword and training ground. 」

After Erd-sama said so, he handed me a sword and granted me access to a training facility.

To think that he would hand over his sword to me - a slâve, isn't he afraid of revolt?

A slâve couldn't raise his hand against his master. However, as long as they had a sword, they might take people around them hostage and do all sorts of bad things.

Nevertheless, this person handed me the sword without hesitation.

You don't have to bother with training slâve, let alone providing them a training facility.

Slâve were basically disposable. Any amount of them could be replaced.

Therefore, the death of a slâve didn't usually cause much concern, as they could easily be replaced.

With that, it was just a matter of hiring talented slâve.

And yet, he went out of his way to ask me to undergo training.

He told me that I had to train to avoid dying on quests.

「Alright, it's about time to begin questing. Domingo, could you go to the city and register as an adventurer? Just earn money as you see fit. You're free to do whatever you like in the meantime. 」

「A slâve like me being an adventurer...? To be honest, is it okay to have that kind of freedom...? 」

「That's right. Just give me 80% of the quest reward. The remaining 20% could be kept in reserve for the next adventure or as your own pocket money. 」

「No way...! Will you even give a slâve like me money...!? 」

I cannot believe how much freedom Erd-sama had granted me.

This is more of a regular mercenary job than being a slâve.

It would be difficult to find such treatment even if I were to search for a job under normal circumstances.

For the first time since I lost my arm, I felt like I was being treated as a human being.

The work that Erd-sama gave me was the best.

I completed quests and received rewards in exchange.

Accepting the quest and clearing it with my own skills was very rewarding.

Instead of being a slâve, this was similar to a normal adventurer.

I had been in despair since losing my arm.

The food I earned with my own hands was the most delicious.

Erd-sama told me that 20% of the money could be used freely, so I went to a restaurant on the way home from the quest.

Spending my days like that filled with a sense of accomplishment was very fulfilling, and I truly felt alive.

I used to believe that I was not needed by anyone, but then light shone on me once again.

I had already treated two disabled slâves, Arday and Domingo, and through this experience, I had become quite skilled in healing magic.

Since I was able to successfully heal someone with injuries as severe as Arday's, I was confident that I could heal almost all of the slâves.

With this in mind, I decided to start selling them.

If I let them go off questing like Domingo, I could consistently earn small amounts of money.

However, I've started to feel the need for a significant amount of money at this point.

If someone had a pile of money, it was possible to do a lot of things.

Gold was essential for me to survive the death flags.

If I purchased disabled slâves at a low price and treated their injuries, I was confident that I could sell them for a higher price than what I initially paid.

With that in mind, I once again returned to the slâve market.

I found a slâve girl named Hallelujah.

I felt sorry for her since she had been recently sold in the slâve market and was still afraid of the people's gaze.

Even though Hallelujah was still very young, there seemed to be no demand for her as a s*x slâve.

It's just that despite her beautiful face, her left leg and right arm were missing.

I brought Hallelujah home and treated her.

「Uh, um... Thank you very much for treating me, Master」

「There's no need for thanks. I only took care of your condition to ensure your high resell value as product.」

After treating and bathing Hallelujah, I discovered that she was quite a beautiful young woman.

Not only was she attractive, but she also exuded a sense of refinement.

It's possible that she may have come from a decent family.

There seemed to be some reason behind her being sold into slâvery.

Well, all slâves had their own stories, to some extent or another.

Customers regularly visited the Schmaken family to buy slâves.

In addition to the slâves working there, they also supply of slâves purchased for the purpose of resale.

The main clientele was nobles.

The Schmarken family had been a slâve trader family for a long time, and they had a lot of trust among the nobility.

Every day, numerous customers visited my father's slâve trading establishment.

I haggled with my father to sell Hallelujah.

And so I was allowed to accompany them to the slâve trading house.

All we had to do was to get Hallelujah added to the catalogue and wait for her to be sold.

Hallelujah was good-looking, likeable, and young.

A noble customer, who laid his eyes on her, bought her immediately.

「Erd-sama, our time together was brief, but I am truly grateful. I will never forget the kindness you showed me in treating my injuries, even if my master changes hands」

「Ah, stay strong over there. If you get hurt again, I'll heal you.」

After-sales service was also essential.

He was worried because Hallelujah was weak and timid.

It would be nice if the one who bought her was a good person...

The person who bought Hallelujah was a noble named Earl Semond.

Among the list of clients, the Earl was certainly one of the well-regarded in terms of personality.

The Schmarken family had a detailed list of their customers' information.

Customers were ranked according to how they treated slâves.

There were various customers, ranging from customers who treated slâves harshly to those who pampered slâves excessively.

My father preferred to sell slâves to customers who treated them poorly.

Those kinds of customers had high likelihood of quickly destroying their slâves, so they would return to buy more.

But I thought that if I was going to sell the young Hallelujah, I would want them to be a good nobleman.

Well, Earl Semond didn't mind paying.

It didn't really matter to me what happened to Hallelujah, but I would be angry if someone damaged the arm again that I had worked so hard to heal.

I was not a doctor, and this was not a hospital.

By the way, Hallelujah was bought for 30G and sold for 7000G.

It turned out to be quite profitable.

Buy a disabled slâve cheaply and sell it at a fair price.

This was possible because the value of a disabled slâve was really low.

Anyway, this was good business.

A few days later, Earl Semond visited the store again.

At that time, Hallelujah was following behind.

When Hallelujah found me, she approached me with a smile.

Seeing her safe and well, I felt relieved.

「Um, Erd-sama, thank you again for everything. I'm now living a happy life after being purchased by Semond-sama.」

「Yes, that is the most important thing.」

「Thanks to Erd-sama, I was blessed with a very good master. Now I live in Semond-sama's mansion, and he treats me as if I were his daughter. It's all thanks to you.」

「You're exaggerating」

「No, if I had remained in my previous condition, being a defective slave, I would have only been sold off to awful places. However, thanks to your treatment, I have been blessed with my current circumstances. I am truly grateful.」

「That's good to hear」

It's strange how things turn out.

To think that a slâve I sold would express gratitude...

Usually, slâve traders are seen as enemies by the slâves, right?

Well, I've decided to keep doing business this way.

I just hope Hallelujah can continue living happily.

After selling the slâve Hallelujah for a large sum of money, I became hooked on the feeling it gave me.

The more slâves I heal and resell, the more money I could earn.

With this money, I'd be able to secure my future.

So, as you might have guessed, I headed to my usual spot at the slâve market.

Once again, I decided to randomly buy a slâve from among the disabled slâves.

But if possible, I should choose a slâve with severe disabilities.

Someone who has lost only a single arm may still find a buyer.

But the more severe the disability, the less demand there will be.

It's worth noting that if the slâve's disabilities were too severe, the decision to dispose of them would likely be made swiftly.

Slâves with lighter disabilities will end up living longer.

That's why I decided to buy from a severely disabled slâve.

This wasn't because of my kindness or sympathy towards them.

This was just because the purchase price would be cheaper if the deficiencies were too severe.

「Can I have this one? 」

「Yeah. That'll be 20G. 」

「Pretty cheap. Is that okay? 」

「This one has particularly severe inadequacies. Even though she's a female slâve, her breasts have been cut off.」

「I see. That's fine. 」

It didn't matter, since I'll be the one to fix everything anyway.

I brought the slâve Mirko back to the mansion.

At first glance, Mirko looked like a man.

Her hair was short and unkempt.

And her chest had been cut off and wrapped in bandages.

It appeared that she had missing arms and legs, and her vocal cords were damaged as well.

As per usual, I'd provide medical treatment to Mirko.

Mirko initially showed some resistance, likely due to anxiety, but after I promised to help heal her, she calmed down and obediently followed my lead.

Having healed Mirko's arms and legs, now I'd heal her chest.

When I regenerated her breasts, they were surprisingly big.

This would make her to be in great demand as a sex slâve.

Her vocal cords were also healed, and Mirko started to be able to speak.

While treating her injuries seemed to alleviate some of Mirko's initial apprehension towards me, she still showed some signs of rejection.

Unlike the other slâves I've dealt with, Mirko seemed to harbor a strong sense of disgust towards slâve traders.

Well, this might be a normal reaction for a slâve in her situation.

「Ah, what do you want to do by healing me...! 」

Mirko referred to herself as "Ore". [T/N: A strong version of "I" used typically by men.]

Strangely enough, it didn't feel out of place for a tomboyish girl to speak like that.

「Nothing really, it's just healing you to sell you for a high price. That's all.」

「Hmph... Are you trying to show mercy? 」

「No…?」

It seems like Mirko misunderstood my intentions.

She thought I treated her out of sympathy and kindness.

But really, it's simply because it will increase her sale value…

Anyways, I planned to sell Mirko tomorrow.

But the next day―

Something unbelievable happened.

「Uh, Uuuhh…」

「Mirko...!? What are you doing...!? 」

When I went to her room to take Mirko to the trading house -

There was Mirko moaning in pain after cutting off her own breast.

She was bleeding profusely.

I needed to hurry up and treat her.

「Why did you do such a stupid thing... 」

「Qu-quiet! It's none of your business. I simply dislike having such large breasts.」

「Is that so... 」

Perhaps Milko had originally cut off her own breasts.

With her boyish appearance and manner of speaking, it's likely that she had some complex with her body image.

I could have completely regenerated Mirko's breasts, but I didn't do that this time.

She might cut off those again.

I successfully stopped the bleeding on Mirko's chest and only treated the injury.

As a result, I was able to safely and neatly suture her chest, while keeping it small.

「Is this okay? 」

「Hmph... I didn't ask for your help」

After treating Milko and calming her down, I asked her about her situation.

「Why did you do this」

「It's because of these breasts of mine. I know I'll be used as a sex slâve. And that's...what I hate the most. No matter what... So, before being put up for sale, I tried to cut off these loathsome, oversized breasts... That's all. 」

「What? Is that all? If that's the case, you should have just told me. 」

「Wa…?」

「I don't really care as long as I can get the money. If you don't want to be a sex slâve, then you can be sold as a different type of slâve. If you can be used in a different manner, you can still be sold at a high price.」

Milko's physique was good, so she would be a valuable asset as a combat slâve.

I didn't really care how the slâve was used as long as I got the money.

「Then, I will sell you as a combat slâve, is that okay? 」

「Oh, umm... thank you. That helps.」

「It's fine, all good」

「And, also, you made my breasts smaller and tidied them up so nicely, for that...」

Mirko thanked him while feeling a little embarrassed.

He couldn't help but thought she was surprisingly cute.

Soon, Mirko was sold to a nobleman as a combat slâve.

Mirko looked pleasant, had a decent build, and had high physical ability.

She was bought for 20G, but was able to be sold for 8500G.

Mirko could have been sold as a sex slâve, but even this brought enough profit.

I had no complaints.

Mirko also seemed happy that her wish had come true.

Mirko would occasionally accompany her master to the trading house.

Mirko seemed very happy with her present life.

Above all, she seemed fine.

「Um... Erd-sama. I wanted to express my sincere gratitude for your help during that time... 」

Her tone seemed to have softened a lot.

「You made my breasts smaller and, as I requested, did not turn me into a sex slâve. Now I work as a bodyguard for my master. It's a job with great treatment and it's also fulfilling! It's all thanks to your remarkable expertise in healing magic, Erd-sama! 」

Saying so with a big smile on her face, Mirco departed.

To be honest, whatever happens to the sold slâves wasn't my concern but...

I didn't feel bad when she said that.