Black Summoner

I finished my negotiations with Rio and came back to the Spirit Song Pavilion. Based on the results, my Adventurer Rank was promoted to B level. They say there's a promotion exam from grade C if it's supposed to be, but they pushed it through with the feat of winning over Cashel and the recommendation of the guild leader. He's an active person, by the looks of it. I got a hell of a lot of money for the crusade. Gerard, how much did you pay me back?

"I heard that, Kel. You said you became a class B adventurer?

Mr. Claire seems to have already heard. Your wife's information network is still intact.

I've been taking care of this spiritual song pavilion for a week since I started my adventurer. Ange has a good view and is a good lodger. Best of all, the food is delicious.

"You're fast with information. Who told you that?

"There's been a rumor among adventurers. Our client base is young. They're the center. I don't like it, but it's coming in my ear."

"Personally, I don't want to stand out."

"What are you talking about? I've never heard of a guy who gets promoted to grade B in a week. That's more ridiculous if you don't stand out."

That's right.

"Yes, Mr. Claire. Is it okay to add one person for dinner this evening when I get back?

"I don't mind, but are you bringing a friend?

"That's how it is."

"Got it, let's get one more dish today to celebrate. Keep it up!

"I was waiting for that word!

Secure a sumptuous dinner and I'll head to my room.

"Are you going out?

Gerrard asked me as I changed from a magic robe to a personal outfit and grated money from a crotbank.

"Oh, hey, go buy some slaves."

"... the king is not old enough, no, it's not normal for a man."

"Am I mistaken?

Slaves exist in this world. There are various reasons to fall into the status of a slave, such as being put in the form of debt, sold to parents, or kidnapped. Slaves are fitted with a magic item called a subordinate collar, which puts them in a kind of cursed state. The contract is concluded for the first time by letting his husband's blood touch his collar when the slave is sold and using a dedicated spell. In this covenant, slaves can't harm their husbands by curse. Slaves become the property of their masters, and it is forbidden by law for others to kill slaves unless there is some justification. All countries seem to be in common on this and will be punished with severe punishment, whether they are aristocrats or not. But my husband is the owner of a slave, so he's allowed to treat me like one. There is also a history of them, and the treatment of slaves can never be described as good.

"You train slaves, you put them in parties, right?

"Oh, I was talking to Melfina before"

Born slaves use no talent value points at all. Because the subordinate curse prevents slaves from acquiring skills unless they have permission from their masters. This allows me to allocate points that my husband prefers.

"The fight against Gerrard was pretty critical. From now on, we're dealing with monsters of that grade. You'd better keep your power up a little bit, wouldn't you?

"That doesn't make sense. So, you're gonna enslave a woman?

"Of course."

What makes you happy to buy a man's slave?

………

Mr. Melfina's silence hurts, but I can't give up all this. What a romance for a man!

'I know, I know, my king!

I agree with Gerard while he thinks in his mind (I knew it included a purpose that way).

That's what my knight endorsed, and now I've decided on a majority in 3: 1. Kroto doesn't disagree with me from the beginning. Shall we go then?

At the slave trader, look around at the merchandise with the slave trader. Naturally, a commodity is a slave.

"What about this Beastman's daughter, etc? Skill points are used because you have just become a slave, but they are all combat skills."

I was introduced to a beast man with a good appearance, and I activate the appraisal eye. Sure, my skills have acquired martial arts and rigidity...

"Not bad, but I'd like a slave who hasn't used the point"

"When you do, you do..."

As the slave trader conceived, he glanced at the corner of the room, and there was an elf put in a cage. I guess the ground hair is blonde, but my hair is dirty and dull. The clothes you're wearing are also crude compared to others. Half an elf because my ears are slightly shorter. They're handcuffed for some reason.

That half elf hasn't been introduced yet.

View status with appraisal eyes.

……… Store owner, what about that half-elf?

"Yes? Oh, is that you? It flowed the other day, but with a curse. They burn things they touch with their hands. I can't even use it as a toy without holding a bow. The curse did not disappear when the famous monks de-cursed it. Honestly, I don't have a buyer."

Melfina, to what extent is it possible to lift the curse?

"You're the curse of the Fire Dragon King. Class A White Magic [God's Salvation (Seiklid Brace)] can be decursed '

Skill points are...... ok, enough.

"Can you sell this girl?

"Yeah, as far as I'm concerned...... are you sure?

"Oh, nice to meet you"

The slave trader removes the cuffs and leaves the half-elf out of the cage.

"Get out. I've decided on your buyer."

"... Huh?

Half the elves didn't seem to think there was anyone to buy them. The body of the half-elf out of the cage is thin and thin, and her hair is blurred. My chest was... pretty good. My face hides with my forehead and I don't see it very well, but I know it beautifully shaped. Elves are also known in this world for their beautiful men and women. Half an elf again.

"We will now perform the contractual ritual"

A slave trader made me suck my blood. Let the handkerchief touch the elf collar and cast a spell.

"That's it. Whatever happens with the curse, we can't be held responsible, can we?

"I don't mind."

Turn back to the half elf.

"Uh... buy me down, thank you. I say Effil."

"I say Kelvin. Best regards,"

"Nice to meet you..."

Effil still seems nervous.

"Um, me, the curse..."

"In the meantime, let's get out of here"

I walked to an unpopular alley. Effil gets darker and darker.

"Oh, um..."

"Let's break the curse on Effil."

"... Huh?

I raised my white magic to A level earlier. There's enough MP, and all you have to do is talk about it.

Speak of God's salvation (seiklid brace). A pale light gathered out into Effil's hand, and a little bit scattered light.

"This is the end of the curse"

I'll try and hold Effil's hand. Yeah, soft.

"Oh, dangerous - eh...? Well, why?

Effil comes this way with the face that he can't believe it. And...

"Ugh, yeah, yeah!

I started crying.