Chapter 3: Why Not Slavery!?

Arnott approached one of the slaver's stalls. "How much is your cheapest female?" He asked.

"Looking for a partner?" The slaver asked.

"Something like that." Arnott said.

"I have just the girl for you. She's a bit untrained, but still a virgin, not only that, but she's also a beastman!" The slaver said as he rubbed his hands together.

"How much?" Arnott asked.

"Two silvers. If she were trained, it'd be much more, but, well... She is a bit wild." The slaver said.

"Will she follow orders?" Arnott asked.

"Yes, albeit only after the effects of the slave spell occur." He said.

"I'll take her." Arnott said as he took two silver from his wallet and handed it to the slaver.

"Really!?" He asked. "I-I mean, of course! Right this way." The slaver said, quickly trying to cover his surprise. 'I was really thinking I'd take a loss on that one... At least I made a profit before she ruined anything...' The slaver thought as he lead Arnott along a train of cage carts.

'I'm clearly overpaying, but I doubt he would like it if I bartered, plus, I will gain some favor this way.' Arnott thought.

"It's this one right here, the redhead. She's thirteen as of recently." The slaver said as a young girl with red hair and animal ears looked at the both of them with hatred. "Now, girl, come out, this is your new master." The slaver said as he opened the door to the cage. "The rest of you stay in there." He said to the other slaves.

The girl growled and after a moment, it looked as if a shock went through her body and she fell for a moment, then reluctantly left the cage. The girl has a chain attached to a collar which the slaver is pulling her by.

"Follow once more, we'll have Greg reassign her master now." The slaver said as he lead Arnott back to the stall he had been at before. "Greg, we've got a sale!" The slaver said.

"Oh, you actually sol- I mean, alright!" Greg said as he approached from behind one of the cage carts. "I was checking on the merchandise, sorry about that." He said.

'Is she really that bad?' Arnott asked himself. 'Also, they were planning on selling her as a sex slave, is there nothing wrong with that in this world?' Arnott wondered.

"You ever buy a slave before?" Greg asked. Arnott shook his head. "I'll be setting a temporary master, that's me, and while the temporary master is in control, the first person to put a drop of blood on her slave mark gains ownership, so we'll have to prick your finger." Greg explained.

"Understood." Arnott said.

"Alright, her slave mark is on the back of her hand." Greg said as he took her hand and said a chant. "Alright, Tim here will use a needle to prick your finger and you'll put a drop of blood on the back of her hand." Greg said as he positioned the back of the slave girl's hand in preparation for the blood drop.

Arnott gave Tim, the slaver, his hand, and his pointer finger was pricked, he then quickly brought his finger above the girl's hand and a drop of blood fell onto her slave mark. Within a fraction of a second, a magic circle appeared and the drop of blood went into the hand, after which, the magic circle disappeared.

"Alright, and now she's all yours!" Greg said with a smile. Arnott nodded. He turned to the girl.

"Follow me." He said and began walking. She stood still for a moment, then pain shot through her body and she followed, albeit angrily. 'It's strange to think that she's supposed to be a sex slave, but then again, that goddess was a loli, and she... Well, she did a thing...' He thought.

Arnott shook the thought from his mind and went to an inn with the girl and rented a room. He activated attribute appraisal on her.

Nara Tharspin:

Strength: 15

Dexterity: 20

Constitution: 12

Intelligence: 9

Wisdom: 3

Charisma: 9

Luck: 3

Magic: 7

(Average person will have between 8-12 points in each stat.)

"You aren't very wise, are you?" He asked. She looked away angrily in defiance. "Do you enjoy the pain?" he asked. She grunted angrily.

"I don't." She said timidly.

"Then you should do what you're told." Arnott said. After there was no response, he sighed. "Swear fealty to me." He said.

"What's the point of that!?" She asked angrily. After a moment, she felt a surge of pain. "Agh!" She exclaimed in pain.

"Swear it." He said with a tone of authority. After a moment of silence, just when it was about to go off, she spoke.

"F-fine! I swear fealty to you! You are my master. So, please... Don't hurt me..." She said out of fear. Once she swore fealty, a screen appeared in front of Arnott showing a list of people under his command, which, as of now, is only Nara.

"Good." He said as he closed the screen. "Now I'm going to tell you a secret, you may tell no one unless I, and only I, tell you otherwise. Understood?" He asked. She nodded reluctantly. "I have a skill called goblin lord-" Arnott began speaking.

"But that's a skill unique to goblins!" She said. Arnott cleared his throat.

"I am a special case. As I was saying, this skill allows me to have absolute control over people who swear fealty to me as well as the children of them that are born after, and the children born from them and so on." He explained.

"I'm familiar." She said quietly.

"Good." He said. "Now, can you infer what I plan to do with that?" He asked. She shook her head. "Well, I guess that's fine for now." He said. "Now, don't speak of this unless I say otherwise." He commanded.

She nodded. "Yes, master." She said with tears in her eyes

"Now, I have a question for you. Can you fight?" He asked.

"I have been trained in combat if that's your question." Nara said.

"Alright, let's get you registered at the guild, then." He said.