Southern Part of the Atrecaeca Kingdom.

A young man was standing in the middle of the plaza. He had short brown hair and a pair of black eyes. His gaze was hollow, but it felt like he was observing something.

He was wearing ragged clothes that covered his upper body to his knees. His body was full of dirt and his skin was extremely tanned. Despite the intense heat, he wasn't sweating.

There was a handcuff made of metal that was attached by a big chain on his wrists and ankles.

When he looked at the plaza, his focus was glued to a book that someone was reading ten meters away from him.

He oddly looked at it as if he was interested in it.

Unfortunately for him, he was distracted by a whip that struck his back.

The sound produced by the strike was so loud that it made people know that it was a perfect strike.

The young man suddenly dropped to his knees while screaming, "Aaaahhhhh!"

"This disobedient slave." A middle-aged man, who whipped him, walked to him and grabbed his hair. His expression was filled with anger and frustration.

"Aaaahhhh!" The man kept screaming in pain as he struggled to get up. However, the middle-aged man was dragging him by his hair as if he was treating him like an object.

He was brought to the group of people who wore similar clothing to him. After reaching the group, the middle-aged man kicked him from behind so that the ragged young man fell near them. As a result, those who witnessed such cruelty couldn't help but fear the consequences they would face if they didn't follow this middle-aged man's words.

The young man was struggling to get up as the pain spread all over his body.

The middle-aged man snorted. "Get up and follow me."

To avoid the consequences, the young man had no choice but to endure the pain. He stood up even with tears in his eyes as he continued walking with the rest.

Two hours later.

They had reached a certain place and the chained people were divided into a few prison cells. They were locked behind bars, not for those who were guilty, but for those who were enslaved.

locked with a middle-aged

alright?" The young girl came to him, observing his condition. She could see several wounds on his body, making her think that he was going to

girl for

the other hand, warned her, "It's better if you don't associate yourself with him. It's not his first time

to say. On the one hand, she was scared of pain. On the

young man only turned his body around so

him and tried

by the sudden jolt of pain as

"Helping you doesn't mean following

the words stuck in his mouth.

known as eccentric from a long time ago, but to think that she would be doing something

snorted, acting as if he didn't care about her treatment. He thought that she would lose interest if he kept being

him, that

own interest. The girl always tried to treat his wounds

noticed something from her. He actually found three scratch wounds on her lower arms. It

On the other hand, he felt bad because

Yet,

couldn't help but ask, "Why are you doing all this? You should have just

tell you that I want to

was shocked to hear something like that from the

soldiers or a slave for the mine. On the other hand, the female will become either s*x slaves or a toy for the rich. I haven't been sold yet, so why don't I do this and die in

was surprising. Even the boy couldn't

of lies such as she was doing it because of her

boy never realized that this would be his

a better vitality than the girls. So, he should still be able to last

body had become weak and it

the girl sitting down quietly on the corner as if she didn't want to trouble the others, the

you doing…"

though he felt

the boy was about to lament his actions, an

*Boom!*

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