To Hestia Empire - Tiga.

[Third Person POV]

"Agh!" Tiga grumbled as he was thrown into the cellar.

"Now we'll see the judgment for all your sins," said the Mithril plated knight who had tossed him inside.

"Shut the fuck up!" Tiga tried to get up, but he was immediately kicked in the abdomen, colliding with the wall behind him.

The knights were strong, but the main reason Tiga was thrown so easily was that his mana was blocked by the mana suppression handcuffs placed on his hands.

"Stay put. Tomorrow, we'll present you in front of the seven tribes," the knight announced before leaving the cellar and locking the door behind him.

"Ugh," Tiga groaned as he got up and walked towards the iron bars.

The shipment of slaves they were attempting to transport from Elishia Forest to Viceburg in the Hestia Empire was busted by a female knight named Amelia Clay.

Since then, every day has been a living hell and a nightmare for Tiga and Devon.