Cayden slept the entire day and he only wakes up at night. He complained about the headache he is suffering. Well, I'm the one who cause it therefore it is my responsibility to tend him. In a split second he is in good condition once again. We went into a pub and it was flooding with people. I ask the waitress to give me some information but she just snob me. What the? Attitude girl!
All the waitresses that I've been asking keeps on rejecting me. What did I do wrong? I looked at Cayden, and an idea pops up in my head. I let Cayden asked instead and without even taking two seconds people are flooding him and giving him information. Suddenly, I realize that Cayden is a useful bait.
According to the information that Cayden gathered, the new appointed landlord of this city is giving free slaves to people who will win certain competition. Can you even call that as free? More like a trophy. Now, I wonder, is slavery in this place legal? What kind of slaves are they offering? I am quite curious.
The next day, Cayden and I decided to check the slaves that is going to be trophies. Cayden was shock seeing the daughter of a duke as one of the trophies. According to Cayden, she is the daughter of their trusted vassal, the previous duke of this city. Now, look what we got here. I thought that the family of the loyal nobles are all being killed. But why is the daughter of a duke here as a slave? From what I guess, just looking at her face, she might as well also a sex slave. Just by looking at her body, one can say that she was abused and ready for disposal. She is around sixteen according to Cayden but because of malnutrition she is looking like twenty-five years old.
"I want to help her." Cayden said. Did he gone insane?
"No." I answered. I do have my reason not on choosing to save her. She is about to die anyway, so why should I waste my energy to help?
"Why not? Then at least allow me to help her. Her family was once loyal to my family, milady, allow me to help her." Cayden begged.
"Tell me, what will I get if I help her? Or allowing you to help her?" I asked.
"Don't you pity her?" Cayden asked. Why would I pity her? She is nothing to me.
"No. Besides, she is nothing to me. And you, you are no longer their prince, you are my slave. So, tell me, why would my slave have to save another slave?" I said sarcastically.
Cayden was put into silence. It is true that saving that dying girl is no use to me at all nor to Cayden. In fact, she will become our burden, my burden in the future. However, my disagreement put Cayden into having a distress. I don't get him. Why would he stress himself out just to save a fallen comrade? Can't he just leave her alone? She is indeed a burden.
The competition begun and people are competing with one another. It is a competition of strength and some adventurers that I see at the inn was also taking part on it. After a few hours of this nonsense, the winners are hailed and according to their scores they are allowed to choose their trophy. The duke's daughter was chosen by a brute man and he pulled the chain on her neck. Cayden stood up and is about to leave, probably to save her.
"Don't you dare go anywhere? Stay, and looked what is that man doing to her." I said.
I know it is rude to watch other people's suffering and yet you are not going to do anything about it. But that is just how the system work. The strong devour the weak. Cayden stood up watching that duke's daughter being pulled like a dog. I know deep inside; he is burning in anger and about to do anything just to help her. But he couldn't do anything at all. He is under my authority.
"Are you not pitying her?" Cayden pleaded. He is struggling to move away but he couldn't.
"You want an honest answer? No. I don't pity her at all. She is a slave now and you are also a slave so you should know the looks on her eye. Her eyes indicating that she already accepted everything. She already know her situation. She is like an empty doll. So, why would I save her? Isn't it that is just a drag?" I said.
"Then why did you save me back then? When I was still with the traders!" Cayden enraged.
"So you think that I took you out because of pity? Sorry to break the ice but I didn't take you out of pity, it is about of curiosity. I got curious about your mark behind your ears therefore I took you out. The same goes to your sister. Well, actually, your sister begged me and I got curious on your reaction after seeing her hurt." I explained.
"You're unbelievable? Are you even human?" He was enraged. Honestly, I often hearing those complaints about me. But, I don't actually know the word, pity. What is it actually? I should look once I again to Lucas's notes. But anyway, I don't feel bothered to Cayden's words.
"If you save her, what are you going to do next? From what I know she is now under that submissive spell as well. Are you going to bring her with us? No. I won't allow it. Are you going to send her away? Not with that submissive spell because she will be ended up being a slave again. Then what? You are going to save her again and the endless cycle will continue." I said.
"I will remove the submissive spell on her." Cayden said.
"Remove? Don't make me laugh. You yourself is under a submissive spell so what can a person like you can do to help her? Look at her eyes, she in no longer herself, no longer the girl you've know." I said.
"Then I will do anything just to remove that spell, just like you are doing for me." Cayden said.
"Is that what you want? Alright, do what you want to do but be sure that I don't want to be part of the mess you are going to do." I said and I walk away. Since, when Cayden learned how to reason out? Is the spell is weakening already?
Cayden didn't come back that night. Well, I guess he is gathering his thought for now. I warned him not to go but I guess learning with your own is the best learning method. The very next morning, Cayden came back with a very sad expression. I guess I know already what happened.
"Did you enjoy it?" I sighed. He looked at me.
"Did you know?" He asked me with a husky voice.
"Not really but I already have a hint to it." I answered. He stood up with anger in his face.
"Why didn't you tell me? Why!" He burst in anger. I tried my best to convince him to not go but he is just so hard-headed. Why is he even blaming me from what happened?
"I did stop you. But you didn't listen. Do you think that if I tell you, you would understand? NO. You will keep insisting on saving her."
"It felt horrible! So horrible!" He cried. For the first time since I met him, it is my first time I see him cry. He is devastated for sure. But it is his fault.
"You are allowed to act like this when I am around. I didn't want you to save her because she is dying herself and saving her will risk your life and not only your life buy the entire North. Helping a refugee that is a royal is against the kingdom's law. Making this single mistake is enough, there will be no second. Because, if there is another time, I will kill you myself." I warned him. Helping that duke's daughter actually gave a hint that the prince of Eleanor is indeed alive. No wonder, his kingdom fell into ruins. He is weak and fragile. How come he is still alive until now?
"I'm sorry." He apologizes.
I sat next to him and I hesitated to pat his head. But I did in the end.
"Remind yourself next time that you are still a sex slave and helping another slave is impossible. That duke's daughter is indeed a sex slave as well and you ended up sleeping with her, am I right?" I asked. He didn't answer means I am totally right. "Without me, you are still a toy to any women. Your bond with me is a little stronger since I am your master." I said.
"I wanted to stop and I couldn't look in her eyes. That very instance, I realized that I am still indeed a toy. I am no different to those bastards who violated her. I hate myself. After she jump off the cliff, she smiled at me and told me to live on. Why? She can still live like I can. All I have to do is to find her a person who will take care of her. I feel so useless." He cried out.
"Even though you find her a person who will take care of her, she will still kill herself. Like you, you will still kill yourself if I wasn't around. Accept the fact that you are no longer the previous you, in that way you will live happily." I said.
Cayden cried the whole day; he fell asleep while doing it so. I put him under a deep sleep and check his blood stream. I knew it, he is indeed infected. That duke's daughter is a carrier of some sort of disease. This bastard should be thankful next time that I am going to completely rejuvenate his blood stream. I drained all the toxin in his blood and filtered everything out. After eight hours of healing, his body is as new as a new born baby. I successfully, removed that virus in his body.
The next day, Cayden felt the change in his body and I told him everything. Now, he is more indebted to me. He should be thankful that I still find him useful.
While we are walking on that busy street of the city, I somehow decided to go to the slave traders. When we arrived there, there are hundreds of slaves in chains. However, I don't care at all. I don't know why but I don't pity or feel wrong. I just ignore them. I am just amaze to the number of these slaves. If I am still in the army, I might take an action about it but sad to say it is none of my business. France should do something about it. I would only write a letter to him informing such trades.
The trader went near to us and offered us a good deal of slaves but I don't want any slave. One is enough, he is already bothersome on some point. Instead, I ask him the different variation of slavery potions. He grinned at me like I am some evil woman. He said that I should come back in two days since their trader's expert in potion making will arrive. We left that place, having nothing in hand.
Back in the pub, finally we got an S-class mission for ourselves and it is about infiltrating a camp. The needed people are only three if its not in a group. Infiltrating a camp is indeed hard and it could lead to war. Who would actually post such request to the board? When I check the seal, it is a request with unknown origin. It means that it is a request of a higher ranking noble in the kingdom or their military assistant. This is interesting.