It must have been a very long time ago.

It had contracted with the bastard who was swearing and dying on the streets screaming about how he needed to get a Heirloom.

Even the other artifacts made fun of it for choosing him as its master.

[I really don't understand you Eastern bastards!]

[Man, even if you have no interest in the Heirloom War, you really contracted that guy?!]

[I don't even want to go up against such an ugly and useless bastard.]

The other artifacts had laughed at it and even the Crow had sighed.

It had originally made up its mind to not contract with a human, but forget not contracting with one, it chose a bastard like this.

‘His only talent is that he is able to understand the artifact language.’

The slave felt wronged.

“Hey, Crow! What the hell is up with those shits?! They are sneering at a human when they are just stupid trinkets!”

The artifacts treated him as a pushover because his Affinity was high.

He was the butt of the artifacts’ jokes but the slave could only shout in anger as he couldn’t do anything else.

The other influential people and kings who had wanted the Crow were angry that they had lost it to this weakling of a slave.

“How did a bastard like that……?!”

“Hmph, look at that pearl necklace on the pig's neck!”

“A lowly slave dares to put his hands on a king’s item?! He doesn't know his place!”

"Take it away! Take away his rights!”

The Heirloom War had instantly...

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