Volume 2 - CH 1.12

Part 12

They moved from the tent where the slaves were displayed to another tent that was a bit separated from the first tent.

In the smallish tent, there was a large bed. It wasn’t something crude like spreading a sheet on top of some straw, it was a cotton filled mattress.

And then, there was a table and four chairs.

For a trader’s private room, it didn’t have a work desk. For a reception office, it had a bed. It was a strange room.

Medios sat in a chair, and crossed her finely shaped legs.

She lit up a tobacco pipe.

「Erm……Diablo-san and, Shera-chan, right? Well, please have a seat wherever you like.」

Shera talked looking like she was excited.

「That was the first time I’ve seen a slave store!」

「Fufu……Is that so. How is it?」

「I’m kind of like, relieved that it’s not as terrible as I thought!」

Diablo was in agreement.

When he heard about the slave store, the image he had of it was something much more gruesome.

However, the people of the Races that were handled here, although they were put in cages, they didn’t look like they were in that bad of a condition.

Medios raised her voice and laughed.

「Hahaha! Of course it isn’t! Shera-chan, if you were to come to buy a slave, would you want to buy a slave that was terribly injured or was sick? Would you want a slave whose eyes looked like they were dead?」

「I don’t think I would want that~.」

「That is exactly it. A weapons store would polish a weapon and put it on display. A tools shop would put the tools in order and put them on display. Keeping the slaves’ mind and body pure is only natural for a slave store.」

He consented with that.

After seeing the slaves in good health, he could probably be at ease and feel inclined to buy.

──No, I don’t have any intention of buying a slave.

Medios continued her speech.

「After that, I suppose it’s a question of personality? As you can see, I’m quite soft-hearted. If there was someone suffering, I would want to help them. And in order to make the owner be pleased with them, before they get bought, I want to make the slaves get an education. I think of all of them as my own children……I can’t do something like treat them terribly.」

「Now I get it~. Medios-san, you’re a good person!」

「…………I, a slave trader, am?」

Medios again raised her voice and laughed.

After taking a short rest, she then stood up from the chair.

「Well then, I guess I should teach you now. Practice over theory! To begin with, there probably isn’t any theory for a strange situation such as your, is there?」

「I──」

I’ll allow it, teach me──is what he was about to say, but he corrected himself.

He thought that only this time, he should prioritize success over his Demon King role play.

Diablo opened his mouth.

「……If you would.」

「Yup. You’re much better that way.」

Diablo averted his eyes from Medios’ innocent smile.

She then gave an order to Shera.

「Alright, undress.」

Having finished changing, Shera twisted her body on top of the bed looking embarrassed.

She had an appearance looking like she was in underwear.

Her clothes covered so little, he couldn’t tell if it was string or if it was cloth.

Beads decorated the delicate parts, and they flutteringly swayed.

──These beads, do they have some kind of purpose!?

Medios nodded as if she were admiring it.

「These are the clothes of a sex slave, but it suits you quite well, doesn’t it.」

「Oi!? Weren’t these for your own children!?」

Diablo reflexively made a retort.

Medios puffed up her chest with pride.

「All Classes are equal! If there’s no choice but to make a living with that, then I’ll teach them that. Though, if you say that you can immediately save all of the poor, then I’ll apologize and say that I was wrong, you know?」

「Tsk……You really are a skilled talker. You’re a huge difference from Celes. I get it……What should I do?」

「Yeah, yeah. Now then, touch Shera-chan’s skin, okay? It doesn’t matter where but it’s better to touch the torso rather than the arms or the legs.」

──She says some difficult things really simply.

Diablo got on top of the bed that Shera was waiting on.

His hands trembled.

This wasn’t the first time that he touched Shera’s body but……

No, this was the first time not through her clothes.

For now, he placed his hand on her collarbone.

「Nn」

Shera twisted her body, looking like it was ticklish.

「Don’t let out a strange voice.」

「I, I mean……Diablo, your hand was…………」

Medios called out to them from outside the bed.

「Hey there~? Isn’t it a bit too quick to be putting out that kind of atmosphere? Now then, Diablo-san, read the magical power.」

「Kuh……That was pretty sudden.」

「……And so, as you saw, if you’re able to make an interference, what’s left is something like tying a shoelace. You pass magical power through in that exact process, and then tie it tightly, got it?」

Medios manipulated a string with her ten fingers as if she were doing a cat’s cradle, and made some kind of shape.

She was sitting in a chair and her legs were crossed.

Diablo was sitting on the other side and his arms were folded.

A sense of languidness was remaining in the core of his body.

「It’s still impossible for me to do it without concentrating but……I certainly do feel like I can sometimes see magical power. If I touch them, it’ll be perfect.」

「Fufufu……Starting from when I was six years old, it took me until I was eighteen year old to learn that though?」

「I am a Demon King. It’s foolish to compare me to someone of the Races.」

──Even I had invested a great amount of time after all. It was in the game though.

In this world, probably due to an effect of him using magic to his heart’s content, Diablo was able to learn it to a certain extent with a surprising speed.

Medios shrugged her shoulders.

「But, it looks like it’s impossible, doesn’t it?」

「I don’t think that it’s impossible. However, with my current accuracy and sustained concentration time, it doesn’t seem possible no matter how I contend with it.」

「Shera-chan being a genius was also a catastrophe, wasn’t it?」

「Perhaps.」

「It got reflected, became sloppy, materialized and got fixated.」

Diablo nodded to Medios’ words.

Magical power was seen.

Even on the 《Slavery Choker》 that was on Shera’s neck.

Diablo talked with a sigh mixed in.

「……It were as if there were a countless number of yarn balls in a limitless room, and they all seemed to be entangled with one another……And even though each and every one of those needs to be untangled, that room is teeming with smoke, the visibility is bad, and you can only stay as long as you can hold your breath……It was something like that.」

「Uh-huh, how about giving up?」

「Kuh……」

He didn’t have the intention to do so, but it was certainly true that it was a severe situation that seemed like it would crush him.

Right beside him, with a blanket placed on her, Shera was soundly sleeping on the bed looking happy.

The 《Slavery Choker》 was still stuck on her neck.