《Repeat》4. A New Slave
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“Wait a minute Mada, how did you know the incantation?”
Erfia asks me as we walk around in the room inside the door. We look around and look at all of the treasures inside the room. This room is the treasure room of the kingdom which explains a lot about all of the stuff. You can find a lot of gold coins, jewelry, gems, weapon, and relict, even some art like painting or statue that could give you a lot of money.
“I just know it.” I answer shortly. “You can take anything from this place if you want to. It’s ours after all.”
“Really? Thanks a lot Mada.”
Erfia runs toward the weapon section of the room. It seems she’s thinking of protecting herself. Or maybe she will try to break free from me? No, no, no. Well, I hope not.
I go to relict section and look for the thing. After some time, I’ve finally found it. I look at a small seed at the size of my pinky finger. The seed has a pink and blue color in it. It is the seed of Nava tree that bloomed from a thousand years old Nava tree. Nava tree is hard to grow because it sows its seeds only once in a thousand years, and it only lives for two thousand years. So, it only sows its seeds twice. And when people of the later generation found the tree, they don’t know about its cycle and cut it down. That’s the reason Nava tree only exists in Elf Capital.
“Erfia, have you found what you wanted?”
“Yes, I have.”
I look back toward the voice. I am surprised at the sight in front of me that I nearly fall on my back. The sight of Erfia holding a lot of weapons in her little hand. A long bow, a short bow, a cross bow, a dagger, a twin blade, and a snake sword.
“Are you sure that’s all? Don’t you want some jewelry or some relict or some gold coins?”
“I don’t really like a jewelry, they attract too much attention. I have no knowledge of relict, and if it’s about money, I think you have covered for it.”
I take a silent moment after I heard her words.
“Are you sure about that? Because actually I-.”
“Since you took me in that village, I’ve been thinking about it. What should I do? Should I just follow you or ask you to free me from being your slave. But both of my parents had been killed and I’ve got nobody. Even if I’m free, I don’t know what or where should I go. So, I’d like to ask you, would you please take me with you?”
I’m at loss of words. I’ve got no idea she’s been thinking about it all this time. So, I guess the moment she started to initiate the talk is the moment she’s sure of it?
“But of course, I took all of these weapons so I could protect myself. I won’t hinder you.”
“Haha, hahahahahaha.”
I burst out a very big laugh. I guess I really can’t say no to a cute little child like her. Well, maybe for normal people she’s not cute because of her beast man feature. But I don’t care about it and I need a person to fill this mana storage ring too.
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I walk toward her and pat her head. I can feel her hair is so soft but yet so silky. A mix of elf and beast men really is something.
“Tell me Erfia, how old are you?”
“9.” She replies shortly.
Thank god she inherited the beast man aging process. If she inherited the elf aging process, she could be older than me at this time. Maybe it’s the lifespan that she inherited from the elf.
“You should act more like a 9 years old girl you know. I won’t forbid you to learn about weapon though.”
Smile rise on her face. “So it means you’ll take me?”
“Sure. I need someone to fill the mana storage ring after all.” I reply. “So, let me break the slave bind magic.”
“No, it’s okay, you don’t have to break it. Actually, I don’t want to break it.”
“Then how about change it into family bond magic?”
“Family bond magic?” Erfia tilts her head.
“Yeah, it similar to slave bind magic, but family bond magic needs both sides to agree unlike slave bind magic. By family bond magic, I also could detect your whereabouts in case if we’re separated.”
“O, okay then.”
“Well, shall we start?”
~Oh god of the righteousness. The God of red string of fate. As our red string of fate has met, let us bond ourselves as a family. Do you, Erfia, take me as your family? ~
~I do~
~By the will of both side and the grace of the god of the righteousness, a new family bond has been made. ~
I can see the slave bind magic that tie us has disappeared and it changes into some red string that connects both of our heart. I open my clothes to check where the red string ends and I see a pair of eye sign like a tattoo. Erfia also checks hers and I see a sign in a shape of oval and a swirl inside of it.
“So it means, the god acknowledges you as my parent?”
“Yes it is.” I answer with a smile on my face. “As this day onward, your name is Erfia Arcaness. The daughter of Mada Arcaness.”
Oval with a swirl inside of it indicates it’s an unpolished diamond that can break free into any form. It is a symbol for a child. A pair of eyes is a symbol of the parent which will look at the growth of the unpolished diamond in front of it.
“For now, you decide one bow and one melee weapon to use, I’ll store the rest in my Keeper.”
“Alright.”
While I leave Erfia to choose her favorite weapon, I put the seed of the Nava three in a special place in my Keeper. After I put it, I open the Keeper and let the space around my hand distorts. By doing this, I only need to touch anything and it will automatically be kept inside the Keeper. I run around and take all of this treasure. It takes me about thirty minutes to take it all inside the keeper.
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“Have you decide?” I shout at Erfia.
“No, not yet.”
I see all of her weapon is being put on the line on the floor while she’s troubled. Apparently, if you didn’t have any choice for a few years of your live, you became slow to make choice. Maybe that’s what took her so long to choose whether to stay with me or leave.
I look outside and see the sky has changed its color. It’s nighttime already.
“I have decided, I’ll take the crossbow and the snake sword.”
“Good, then I’ll keep the others at the Keeper.”
Erfia nods and gives me the other weapon. I store it in the Keeper and I make the distortion in my hand disappear.
“Wow, you really do take all of the treasures in this room.”
“Yeah, I don’t want other people to have it. And it will prevent further victim of the gate as the gate has opened when they came and see nothing inside of it. Or maybe, should I take the gate too? It’s not every day I could get my hand on Nava wood.”
“You can take the gate too?”
I touch the gate and let it be consumed by the distortion in my hand. As it enters my Keeper, the hinges is the only thing that left out of it.
“I can take anything, even I can put you inside of it if you want to.”
“Ugh, no thanks.” Erfia shows a disgust face when I say it. “I can’t imagine being inside of the Keeper.”
“Hahaha, let’s leave then.”
We ride the hover motorcycle and let the lights of the motorcycle to illuminate our way. We leave this long perished kingdom with its treasure at our disposal. But, it seems it won’t work as smooth as I thought. A big caravan has been waiting for us outside of this city border. I stop and look at them. I can spot least five flat bottomed wagon, twenty hover motorcycles, and at least fifty people in it.
The flat bottom wagon is normally operated by magic. It traveled through the desert by sliding in the top of it. But what concern me is the long range and short range gun mounted on it. And some people also hold some bow. I think they use the bow to shoot some arrow with rope to hinder our movement.
One person is coming and she’s standing with the light as her background. A slender girl with short black hair is wearing a vest and tights under her pants. She’s beautiful indeed. I think she’s on her early twenties, maybe younger five years or so than me. She’s also wearing thick gloves and a metal boots. The thick gloves and metal boot give me some vibe. I think it’s some magical item.
“So, it seems you’re the one who killed our comrades and took their hover motorcycles. Isn’t it, Mada the Raider?”
“Ho, so it seems you know me. May I ask your name, the beautiful girl in front of me?”
“The name is Reis Waltz, one of the six desert masters.” She shouts in pride and gallantly. “You came from the ruin right? Then, I can say you’ve taken all of its treasure from the last treasure room.”
Last treasure room? It seems the other treasure rooms had been raided beforehand. Well, I couldn’t care less. All the other treasure room only had art, gold coins, and some middle class weapon.
“You know me well. So, what are you going to do?” I shout back at her.
“Of course, we’re going to take it all from you.”
“Hahhh.” I sigh. “Erfia, you could use a big amount of mana right?”
I whisper to Erfia which sit in my back. I don’t want to take care all of them at once. It’s too troublesome.
“Ah, yes, I could use all of the mana that’s flowing in this desert.” Erfia is startled a bit.
“Then follow my incantation, and you think the area on their ground as a big circle. Okay?”
“Okay.”
“Hey, are you listening?” Reis shouts. She’s pissed but I couldn’t care less.
~By the blessing of north star and south star, the power of north sky and south sky, the divinities of the freezing sky and shattering land, and the abnormality of the demon words, I command you to obey the order of this great controller. Do as I say, the spiking ground.~
As Erfia finishes with the incantation, a big circle appears below their caravan. That circle is letting out a cold smoke. At that moment, a big ice spike appears from the ground and traps all of the people inside of the circle. Apparently, Reis made it out of the circle in time.
She's shocked at the sight in front of her. I can see her body is trembling. She’s trying to touch the ice. But, right before she’s able to do it, the ice shatters. All of the people inside of it is dead. All of their limb is just a piece of frozen limb right now.
Reis falls on her knee. She at loss of words.
I ride my hover motorcycle in front of her and I can see her empty eyes. I put my right hand on her head and start to say the incantation for a slave bind magic. The remaining mana on my ring should be enough for this small magic.
~By the will of the human and demon, who gave the right to take others live and right, this being in front of me will lose all of her right. With this, I put you under my slavery contract and your life belongs to me.~
As the incantation is complete, I can see a green string connects her heart to my hand. She’s surprised and open her vest. I can see a picture of a chain in a shape of S in her chest. She’s looking at me with a shocked expression.
“Well, you’re my slave now.”
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