H28.4.8 Revised.
H28.4.27 Revised again.
Two days have passed since the “Third Bath Meeting,” and I received word from Tirna that preparations were complete.
She also requested Kirika accompany her as an assistant, which I readily agreed to.
I arrived at the grounds of the “Princess Harem” base mansion in a two-horse covered carriage borrowed from the Raymond Trading Company.
Alicia was sitting beside me on the driver’s seat.
Alicia was apparently going to work at the Raymond Trading Company today as well, wearing a calm, dark green jacket with a dark blue skirt.
Tirna and Kirika were waiting at the predetermined spot.
“Hal-sama, good morning!” Tirna greeted me cheerfully.
“Good morning, Tirna. You’re as energetic as ever this morning.”
“Good morning, Hal-sama,” Kirika, standing beside Tirna, also greeted me.
“Good morning, Kirika. I apologize for the errand, but I’m counting on you.”
“Good morning. Kirika-sama, Tirna-sama,” Alicia returned their greetings.
“Alicia, good morning.”
“Alicia, good morning,” they replied.
The two of them then boarded the two-horse covered carriage I was driving, and we headed for the Raymond Trading Company.
Dressed in what could be considered the “Princess Harem” uniform, both women wore masks to conceal their eyes and hooded robes, mimicking Valkyries.
We left the “Princess Harem” base mansion and entered the road, setting off towards the main branch of the Raymond Trading Company in the commercial district of the Imperial Capital Granza.
As the two-horse covered carriage passed through the solid gate of the city walls and reached the fountain plaza, where food stalls and street performers showcased their skillful acts, a boy in patched clothing shouted something, holding a stack of papers.
“Extra! Extra! The Espana Imperial Army has conquered the Kamiyar Holy Nation!”
As we approached, the boy, with his shabby appearance, was distributing extra editions of a news sheet.
I stopped the carriage and took an extra edition from the boy.
According to the extra edition, the Kamiyar Holy Nation had already been annihilated by yesterday, and its Holy Royal family and most of the high-ranking nobles were displayed hanging on the walls of the Holy Royal Castle.
When Kirika, whose homeland it was, looked towards the news, her shoulders trembled, and she choked back a sob.
Tirna, sharing a similar fate, embraced Kirika from behind to comfort her.
I decided to keep the carriage stopped until Kirika calmed down. Alicia, sitting beside me, was also quietly in silent prayer.
There are no words to express such a situation…
After a while, Kirika settled down, and we departed, soon arriving at a service gate behind the Raymond Trading Company.
The three of us—myself, Tirna, and Kirika—headed straight to the “Slave Training Classroom” in the basement. Alicia was to bring Yuria, who was scheduled for training, from the “General Holding Room” for female slaves on the third floor, and meet us in the basement.
“Ali…cia… please…”
From behind the door of the “Slave Training Classroom,” Yuria was pleading with Alicia about something.
Then, with a “click” of the door handle turning, followed by the “creak” of a rusty door opening, Alicia appeared with Yuria.
Alicia had a bewildered expression, and Yuria, her eyes red from crying, glared at me.
“Alicia, thank you for your trouble. Please leave the rest to us.”
I hadn’t wanted Alicia to see me train a “Level 2 Slave,” but…
“No, Hal. There’s no need to worry. I feel responsible for recommending Yuria, so may I accompany you?” Alicia asked with a serious expression.
“…Alright. I’ll allow Alicia to observe.” I granted Alicia’s request.
“Yuria, it’s been two days. Come here, take off your ‘Slave Garment’, and stand at attention here.” I gave Yuria instructions in a commanding tone for the first time.
“…Yes, Young Master…” Yuria, her face filled with humiliation, but bound by the ‘Slave Contract Magic’, couldn’t disobey the orders of me, who was set as her temporary master. She moved to the designated spot, grabbed the hem of her ‘Slave Garment’ with both hands, and in one swift motion, pulled it up, becoming completely naked.
Yuria’s hair was an unusual blue color, and today it was tied up and braided. Her slightly thick eyebrows and légèrement upturned eyes indicated a strong will. Her palms had calluses from sword training, but her body was clean, without any strange muscles or noticeable scars. Her breasts were small, with little curvature like a young girl, an unfortunate physique, but some men might have a preference for such a body, so it was fine. Despite her slender build, her waist was well-defined, and a patch of blue pubic hair formed a light thicket in her crotch. Furthermore, her secret crack was visible from the shadow of her crotch, and from its form, it was clear that Yuria was a virgin. Of course, when she was purchased as a “Level 2 Slave,” a female buyer from the Raymond Trading Company had conducted virginity tests, and the report also stated she was a virgin.
“Thank you, Yuria. Now, shall we begin the training?” I declared the start of training for Yuria, a “Level 2 Slave.”
“Please! Young Master of Raymond, please don’t do anything terrible,” Yuria said, bowing deeply.
“Yuria, actually, I’m not the one who will be doing the training,” I said with a wry smile and motioned to Tirna and Kirika, who were waiting by the wall.
“You two, could you come here?”
Yuria, whose initial expectations were thwarted, looked at the two of them in a daze.
Although the two hid their eyes with Valkyrie masks and concealed their body lines with hooded robes, their demeanor suggested they were still young girls. Yuria seemed dispirited and relaxed.
I left Yuria to Tirna and Kirika, brought a chair over to where Alicia was sitting by the wall, and sat down beside her.
“Hal, will Tirna and Kirika be in charge of the training?”
“Yes… I don’t have that kind of ability…”
In his past life, Cardinal Lester was the head of the Inquisitorial Department but was merely a priest who used ‘Healing Magic,’ so he wasn’t directly involved in practical matters like torture.
