Lyla asked me to do the shopping. I was walking home.

The inhabitants of this town knew that no one cared so much when they saw Lyla, whether they had ever seen the Demons or not, and when they were home, they left them as they were.

Sometimes when you come to work, it's confusing, so you're turning into a cat, but when I'm not around, you seem free to go shopping and hang out in town.

When I went through the alley trying to take a shortcut, I stopped at people's signs.

……

There was a child glancing at the shadows.

She's only a little girl about ten years old.

Try to hold your knees, they're round.

"What are you doing here"

He wore a blurry piece of cloth more than a rag.

I could imagine what this kid was.

Waiting for a response has not responded.

............... I just remembered the old days.

"Are you hungry?

Offer one piece of bread that Lyla told me to buy for her.

So you finally noticed me, and you looked up at me with a frigid eye.

On the neck, as I thought, there was a slave print.

You've been running away from somewhere, you must be a slave abandoned as it is.

"Eat."

In the tone of the order, he began to eat the bread slowly, and its speed began to accelerate gradually.

When I finished eating, I got sick again.

"Did they dump you?

Keep your mouth shut and show no reaction.

Maybe he's been running away.

"Come. I'll take care of you for a while"

……

Doesn't work......

Maybe I can't move.

Put your hands aside and let them stand, and they'll mumble the girl.

Is it because I haven't eaten much? You'll be able to talk when you get back in strength.

"... so I picked up this toddler,"

When I relaxed my story after shopping, yeah, I snorted.

"I'll take care of you for a while"

"How could your lord cause such trouble? I don't care who asked me."

"... there will be extra rooms and no trouble"

"Well, do as you please"

While Lyla was preparing dinner, I bathed the girl and put on appropriate clothes, although not the right size.

Because I took a bath, I rubbed my eyes to sleep, so I put him to sleep in an empty room bed.

"Lyla, is there any way to unlock the slave print?

"There is, but the concubine has no more magic, no more magic."

"I know."

A slave crest is a crest that is pushed only by a slave.

A slave trader makes a magic contract and turns it over to the buyer, such as being absolutely obedient to what the owner says or unable to do harm.

"I don't think a little dirty kid like that was traded at a high price"

"I agree. I took a bath, so I got pretty."

Perhaps even the merchants in Lahein were made to work underneath.

Nobility is not the only one who buys slaves.

It is often bought by rich people who simply need labour.

For example, young men are common slaves to buy, but they may have bought them in the sexual preference of their owners.

"Either way, it seems certain he's been dumped or fleeing"

"I don't think you were an assassin, your lord is so sweet... Fair enough, not necessarily disarmed."

Slave prints are only made possible by the contract magic used by the slave trader, the contract and its cancellation.

Slave traders are not commercialized when they are unlocked by the magic of purification systems.

So, contract magic was not something other than the user could do.

"I know it can't be helped. But that's what I know about human magic."

"Heh heh, bad wisdom works well man"

The only reason humans fear, dislike, and fear the Demons is because of the amount of magic and the high level of magical sense.

Because there are many unique magic techniques that are incomprehensible to humans.

Lyla goes to the room where the girl sleeps and confirms her slave print.

"... Hmm. There are some magic that Ningen is likely to use for slavery contracts... but this would be a common form of demon contract"

"The Devil's Contract?

"Mm-hmm. You get extrajudicial power instead of giving your soul, that kind of thing. But this is the foundation, but don't be ridiculous."

They can see the contract just by looking at the slave print.

"Irreversible reason, you have reason to be subordinate...... Ningen is so much scarier than the devil. But the question is whether the magic known to the concubine can be handled as such. I don't even know if it works."

"Try things. Tell me."

"The concubine of the Demon King will teach him directly. Thank you."

"You're not the Demon King now."

Hurry up, Lila taught me the magic logic and effect, the amount of magic and the fine use of magic by it.

It was a surprisingly polite and friendly lecture.

"I don't think we can do that..."

It's been years, like teaching and practicing magic to someone.

As Lila taught me, I'll try.

"'Dispel'"

"Ah! I forgot to tell you! A concubine may be without a magic formation, but if you don't draw a magic formation, success will be..."

Barrin!

When there was a loud noise, it was followed by burrs, burrs, and broken glass.

"Success..."

"Is this a success?

The slave print that was on the girl's neck was gone already.

"Okay. Now let me explain what's going on tomorrow."

"I'm done." Dispel "is the purifying magic of rank five... human sod but I didn't expect it to succeed in one shot. And without a magic formation."

"Squidward?"

"Mm-hmm. Demons also have a class like humans. Strength. The higher the rank, the stronger, and the more magical types you use. First Class refers to magic that only a concubine, the Demon King, can do."

Exceptions also exist, but their ranking is an approximate indicator.

"I just did what Lyla said."

"There are probably not a hundred Demons who paint 'Dispel' as a magical formation to succeed in one shot. … there are only a few concubines and a handful of others who can do it without drawing a magical formation"

"Really?"

"Mm-hmm. Apparently he's only good at assassinations, not that. Listen, remember that, and succeed in one shot -. Let the concubine of the Demon King vouch for you. Out of the group. High magical taste. Like a demon."

The demon king taunted me about magic.