Du You had no special plans for these people; he didn't want to cause trouble, given his limited time.
So along the way, the atmosphere was very harmonious, albeit a bit peculiar. Upon reaching their destination, Du You promptly settled the remaining payment. The merchants quickly took their guards and left.
Yes, they ran, as if fleeing. Du You couldn't help but chuckle at the sight.
"Alright, from now on, you are my slaves. If you perform well, in the future, I may grant you commoner status," Du You declared loud and clear, holding the various contracts in hand.
These contracts held no magical force; they were just ordinary Bonds of Servitude.
Every slave had a slave label on their head. Wherever they went, they would be seized, and the consequences would be dire. Even if they became free in the future, with this mark, they couldn't go just about anywhere.
