Chapter 5: The Moment When The Obsessive Maid fell in love

In a dark cage, a bird with both wings broken raises its head to the faint light.

“…Ugh.”

I pushed the food on the plate into my throat.

Human food.

It was unimaginable for slaves, but for a vampire, it tasted like wads of paper being forced into the mouth.

If only it ended there.

Sometimes, after eating food that tasted like a week-old dishrag, I would vomit all day.

In such hellish days, I entered a room without light.

And I am touched by those I do not wish for.

Every time I saw the blue veins beneath their skin, Yuria was so distressed that she would harm herself.

As always, while clutching my stomach and grinding my teeth,

I hear the voice of that damn orc.

“You can take her to the mansion right away. She was going to be removed from her room anyway, so you can enjoy her from tonight. However… it would be better to refrain from play that could damage her.”

Am I being sold again?

Where to this time?

To the sadist who used to whip me?

Or the bastard who tried to force himself on me?

Even the name ‘noble’ now filled me with disgust.

“Yuria. This person is your new master from today. You will be moved to the mansion immediately, so be aware.”

“Nice to meet you. Yuria.”

I greeted.

Yuria’s eyes, which were huddled in the corner of the room, slowly turned towards me.

She stumbled as she ran towards me, looking pitiful.

Rachel, who was watching her closely, expressed her doubts.

“Hmm? Didn’t they feed her properly? She looks very weak.”

“Ah, this s*ave. We give her various foods every day, but I’ve never seen her eat properly. That’s why she’s so thin. She seemed to be better off when she came in…”

It was at that moment when the orc was trying to make excuses to Rachel.

Swish.

My hand squeezed through the bars.

Despite the s*ave trader and my mother’s dissuasion.

I grabbed it.

The hand of the final boss, driven to the edge of a cliff.

It was a very cold hand.

Just as I was startled by the hand that was as cold as a corpse, I met Yuria’s gaze, which slowly rose.

Unlike what I saw from afar, she was quite thin.

“Th…”

I tried to say something from my lips, but I desperately suppressed the urge to utter words that were too vulgar to even say out loud.

I bring Yuria’s hand closer to the bars and examine it in the light.

As the hidden scars were revealed, I automatically gritted my teeth.

Her hand, which should have been flawless and fair, was a mess.

Marks of being cut by blades.

Burn marks from touching something hot.

Scars from stitched wounds on her wrist that she would never inflict on herself.

Dozens of scars from the agony of needles and inadequate skin care.

Sometimes, it seemed as if she had put her hand in a gravel field, as there were so many small scars on her hand.

Her skin was torn several times and treated with cheap potions, turning it black.

I was furious.

Because he was turned around, the s*ave trader was not in a position to see my expression.

Even I don’t know what kind of face I’m making right now.

Yuria seemed to be afraid of me for a moment, but now she was looking at me with a curious look.

As if she had met a human who cared about her appearance for the first time.

The realization of that conclusion fueled the burning emotion even more.

It was hypocrisy, if you think about it.

How could a person who had desecrated the corpses of bandits be unable to contain his anger at the misfortune of a girl?

But it was clear that my anger was growing to the point where I couldn’t even begin to process it.

And then I decided to get this girl out of here first.

“…Without further ado, send this child. The carriage is already prepared elsewhere, so why don’t we go check the paperwork first.”

My voice trembled slightly. Because I couldn’t hide all my emotions.

As soon as the s*ave trader heard those words, he opened the door and left the room.

Rachel did the same. She seemed curious about what I was going to do, but she even put up a soundproof barrier for me and looked at me with pride.

I don’t know what she’s impressed with again. She was really overhyping me.

Meanwhile, I felt a faint tremor in my hand.

“…Can you let go now?”

Yuria said with a trembling gaze.

Yuria, who had been holding my hand for a long time, stared at her hand, which had become slightly warm from my body temperature, and blinked repeatedly, looking back and forth between me and her hand.

[? The final boss takes an interest in you. ]

[!!!!! Your life is in danger. ]

[You have overcome it due to an unforeseen variable. ]

“…Why me.”

I answer before she can finish.

Because I knew what she was going to say.

“I understand. It’s hard to endure and restrain yourself.”

Yuria stares at me with wide, stunned eyes.

Because nobles ঘৃণা vampires. Of course, she was surprised.

I asked in a voice trembling with anger at her very pitiful appearance.

“The scars,”

“Hi, hide.”

As soon as I said this, she hid her scarred wounds with her clothes.

But my grip, which had not yet been released, did not allow it.

I never once gestured to her to cover up her scars because they were unsightly.

Nevertheless, the fact that she was showing this behavior meant that she had instinctively realized it. Because of her own ‘experience’. She knows from her education that if she doesn’t do this, she will be punished.

And I was already convinced that the education was not kind after seeing her hands.

The more Yuria pulled her hand, the more my anger grew.

What the hell did they do to her?

When I read this novel, I wondered what it would take for the final boss to do such a thing.

But now I felt like I might do the same.

I held onto Yuria, who was trying to escape, until our lips were almost touching, and stared into her eyes.

“…I’m different from them, so don’t be too scared. Taste the blood to heal your wounds.”

My upper and lower lips move.

My dizzy mind hasn’t finished judging the situation yet.

“Wh, wha… at.”

She was trembling, unable to finish choosing her words.

I slightly cut the tip of my finger and rub it on the inside of Yuria’s palm.

I pretended not to hear the sound of her gulping.

To avoid the possibility of someone peeking, I refrained from offering my arm.

Just as I was about to leave.

“Wa, wait a moment…”

Yuria, who grabbed my fingertip in a hurry, looked up at me.

Her hand was trembling. She was agitated.

She looked like an abandoned cat, begging not to be abandoned.

Please don’t go.

It was exactly that kind of behavior.

In fact, Yuria was incredibly anxious.

Because some unheard-of noble knew she was a vampire and bought her.

– Clunk.

But unfortunately, at that moment, the orc merchant who had returned saw Yuria pulling on my clothes.

It was enough to turn his relaxed complexion to one of astonishment.

“Wh, what is that wench doing!”

Slaves are not allowed to touch the body of a noble.

It is one of the most basic common sense in this world.

“How dare you not let go!!! I raised you, and now you’re being rude to a valued guest…”

The guy who had just opened the door and returned took out a whip from his waist.

The reason why the other slaves were mentally exhausted even though they had no scars was because there were several potions in his pocket.

‘This guy was the problem. I knew it.’

Appearance is science.

The orc merchant, with a deep frown, roared.

“Apologize immediately!!!”

Crack, he swung the whip.

The scars on her hand were the marks he had made.

Yuria, who had to act as a weak girl, had no choice but to endure the whip, which had been modified several times to intentionally cause pain.

But this bastard, is he allowed to do this in front of the s*ave I just bought?

Or did the other nobles just let it go because she was just a s*x s*ave?

It was probably the latter.

If a mere s*x toy tried to touch a noble’s body, it would be right to respond like that.

So I couldn’t beat the guy right away.

My fists were overflowing with strength, but if I let it out, I would end up with a bad reputation no matter what.

I was just a ruffian, and if Rachel saw this, it was clear that she would scold me.

‘Therefore, the best way I could think of to take this guy down was…’

-Crack!

What the swung whip hit.

It was none other than Britina Ian’s arm.

…..Ah,

He hit me?

Before I could even be surprised by the act of protecting the s*x toy, the guy had no choice but to despair at the sight of the bruise turning blue.

Ian rolled up his sleeve to show the scar even more clearly and said.

“…I would appreciate it if you didn’t damage the value of the goods. Ah, she’s not a product anymore. I would appreciate it if you didn’t touch my personal maid. If that hand goes out one more time, I can hang your head here.”

The orc merchant stares at me, dumbfounded for about three seconds.

Personal maid?

A mere s*x s*ave that was just sold.

Suddenly, she was promoted at high speed, no. She was declared to be hired as a personal maid, so he couldn’t even keep up with the situation.

The look in his eyes was too sincere to be just a means to mess with him.

However, if the torn clothes and bruised scars were discovered, it would be the same as his life disappearing.

Thump!

Therefore, he had no other choice but to bow his head to the ground.

Red blood flows from the orc’s green forehead.

His yellow eyes, which were unpleasant to look at, kept glancing at me.

It was a silent cry for help.

However, the person holding his life had no intention of saving him.

‘This guy must die as Yuria’s revenge target. But not by my hand.’

Heh, I smile and cover the scar on my arm with my coat.

Then, a fair hand squeezed out from inside the bars and pulled my arm.

“…Ma, Master. May I ask what your name is again?”

The sight was so astonishing that the orc, who was lying on the floor, slowly turned his gaze to the two of them.

A somehow breathless breath.

A flushed face and swirling eyes.

The person who saw the figure of the noble who protected her in front of her eyes trembled.

She looked as if she wanted me to answer this question.

Unable to ignore it, I opened my mouth to answer.

“It’s a bit early, but I’ll say it myself. Britina Ian, you can call me Ian.”

“Britina Ian… Ian, Ian, Ian,… Ian.”

She repeats it over and over as if she will never forget it in an earnest voice.

Yuria’s eyes looked somewhat dangerous.

[??????? Your life is in danger. ]

[Level:99]

But at the same time, I felt the temperature around me drop a few degrees.

“Ian…. What are you doing?”

The Lord of the North Sea Ice Palace.

The worst situation arose where Rachel saw this situation live.