Reader’S Regeneration Life [EN]: Chapter 62

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The villain isn’t just a bad guy; they’re the smart one.

To be honest, Sion had a certain image of the slave market in his mind.

A dirty space, people screaming and cursing from behind iron bars, and brutes suppressing them.

Scenes of being stripped naked and auctioned off on the spot.

And since it was underground, where even sunlight couldn’t reach, those thoughts only intensified.

But the moment Sion stepped into the slave market of the Konean Territory, he had to change his mind.

‘…This is unexpected?’

The scenery was too neatly organized. There were no screams, no one crying, and no guards yelling at them to shut up, which he had expected to hear.

Dangling lamps lit the dim space as if walking through a night street, and a subtly tantalizing scent tickled the nose.

‘No, maybe it’s obvious.

This isn’t a place for mutts or cows, but a VVIP-only space for nobles.’

Sion’s guess was right.

Non-human slaves weren’t pebbles rolling on the ground, and there weren’t many prisoners captured through large-scale wars, so it was obvious that the supply was low.

Naturally, the price was an amount that ordinary people couldn’t even imagine.

The only ones capable of paying that amount were nobles.

Of course, everything about slaves was prohibited in the name of the royal family, so the demand was less than the supply, but nobles often mishandled the ‘goods’ so badly that they quickly broke down and were discarded, naturally balancing the supply and demand.

“This way.”

Although it was a slave market, the atmosphere was very quiet.

The Konean Lord, who had guided Sion and his party to one of the tents, approached Sion and began to speak after glancing at Lilith and Rishikida.

“Young Lord Sion,

how about having your companions wait here for a moment?”

“May I ask why?”

“Well… you’ll be looking around in earnest from now on, and I was worried that you might not be able to properly browse the goods while being mindful of the ladies.

There have been times when people brought women with them, and we had a lot of trouble because of their eyes.”

At those words, Sion chuckled briefly.

He suspected that the man in front of him might be trying to do something strange to them, but if that were really the plan, it was certain that Lilith and Rishikida would utterly destroy the territory, not just Kim Yu-hyun.

“Don’t worry about the treatment of the two of them.

Surely, they won’t be treated carelessly as Young Lord Sion’s companions.”

“Hmm.

It’s a bit much to refuse the Lord’s kindness.

Then, I’ll do as you say.”

Leaving them with those words to wait for a moment, Sion led Lilith and Rishikida inside.

There was nothing special.

Chairs and a table, books and lamps that didn’t quite fit the setting.

‘…But they brought in a damn good bed?’

A bed that looked comfortable enough for several people to roll around on at the same time without shaking.

Rumor had it that it was easier to seduce a woman on a good bed, and it seemed that this was where that saying came from.

They really knew how to do business.

To go so far as to prepare such a bed for carnal relations.

Bounce―.

Swoosh―.

Lilith seemed to have noticed that the bed in front of her was unusual, and she jumped onto it.

After rolling around for a moment, she slightly raised her head and quietly spoke to Sion.

“What are you thinking?

Didn’t humans ban non-human slaves?”

“That’s right.”

“But….”

“Would we be human if we listened to everything they said?”

There’s something more thrilling and amazing about doing things secretly than doing them openly.

It’s human nature to want to do what you’re told not to do.

Especially if it brings pleasure and money, you can’t help but do it.

“I’m just going to play along and get some money.”

“…Are you sure?”

Lilith looked at Sion with strange eyes.

He shrugged with a ‘What’s the problem?’ expression.

“You bastard.

Are you doing this because you’re craving another woman?”

“What does Lilith think?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Do you think Lilith is just another woman who can’t capture my heart for sure?”

The succubus queen’s mouth closed at the man’s sudden question.

In other words, he was saying that the reason she suspected him was that she was admitting ‘she lacked charm.’

“Hey, what are you saying….”

“If not, please bear with me.

There’s a reason.

More than that, I thought you said you’d never be jealous, but it feels different all of a sudden.

You’re cute.”

Originally, Lilith or Rishikida should have been complaining that it wasn’t right to come to a place like this, but Sion was saying it with a straight face.

She was already flustered, but Rishikida’s next words were enough to drive Lilith crazy.

“Master.

You’re not abandoning me, are you?”

“Absolutely not.

Absolutely not.”

“Then that’s a relief.

Go ahead.

I’ll be waiting here quietly.

I’ll just follow Sion’s will.”

Lilith felt like she had become a narrow-minded woman.

If the two of them had teamed up to pressure Sion, wouldn’t they have gotten the picture they wanted? But if she was so obedient, what would she become!

“Hey.

You haven’t forgotten, have you?”

“What do you mean?”

“I didn’t eat anything in the carriage, and I didn’t get anything [referring to a previous intimate encounter that was interrupted].

I’m not just going to let this go.

Do you understand?”

It seemed that the time she had lost due to the surprise attack by the Celestial Race, when she was going to have a deep and intense experience, still remained as resentment in her heart.

Frankly, how could a succubus not show displeasure when her meal was interrupted?

“Ah, thinking about it now makes me angry again.

Do you want to have a quickie here before we go?”

“…Are you kidding?”

“The bed is good, so what?

We can just tell the man outside that we’re going to do it once before we go.”

“….”

That was the look of Bear Grylls looking at a great source of protein [a reference to the survival expert’s willingness to eat anything for sustenance].

Sion left the tent as if running away, ending with the words, ‘Absolutely not here.’

If he had lingered even a little longer, he would have been caught by Lilith and become a source of protein.

“It seems like the story is over.

Let’s go.”

The Konean Lord, who had been waiting, moved forward again.

Some places were tents, some were temporary buildings.

And some were plazas. It was a space that had been built as a shelter and was now remodeled into a slave market, boasting a fairly large space.

“Hmm?”

Then Sion was able to identify some people passing by in front of him.

Although he couldn’t see them clearly, it seemed that they were also ‘customers’ like him.

“There are quite a few cases where they send agents.”

“It seems they sell goods without coming in person.”

“Only in cases where there have been several precedents and the evidence is clear.

But I don’t particularly recommend it.

Originally, you have to see these things with your own eyes to make them last long.”

The Konean Lord, who had been acting like a fool, had become an experienced merchant in the meantime, explaining this and that.

“What kind of goods do you want?

The total quantity is about 100, the gender ratio is about 30:70, and there are 4 types.”

“What are the 4 types?”

“There are the most fairies, followed by beastmen, then dwarves, and a very small number of lower-level demons.”

“You caught demons?”

The Konean Lord nodded at Sion’s question.

At his answer, Sion let out a small exclamation of admiration.

Even though they were lower-level, demons were still demons, and seeing them captured alive and brought to the slave market like this, it seemed that the slave traders were no ordinary people.

‘Yes, it has to be a little fun to torment them for this side to be exciting too.’

Sion, who muttered that, listened to the Konean Lord’s words again.

“But I wouldn’t recommend demons.

If you keep them, you’ll get caught, and it’ll be hard to deal with the aftermath.”

“That’s right.

From the very beginning, it seems more evil to enslave races that cause chaos on the continent.”

“There are all kinds of beastmen, from Myeoun and Wolrang to Hobies [different types/tribes of beastmen].

Unfortunately, there are no Miho from Wolrang.”

The Miho clan, which exists only in a very small number within Wolrang.

They were especially rare among the beastmen, with the setting that they would often take their own lives if captured by the enemy, so it was hard to even see them properly, let alone enslave them.

‘Too bad.

The author originally wrote in the epilogue that he preferred foxes to wolves.’

Then Sion noticed that one of the non-human races was not mentioned.

For reference, the Celestial Race does not use the title ‘non-human’ even though they are a non-human race.

Even the slave traders had the perception that ‘Celestials are Celestials.

You’ll be punished by heaven if you touch them.’

“Are there no dragonkins?”

“…Your joke is too much.

Are they beings that would be easily captured?

They’re the kind of people who laugh heartily and fight until they die.”

“I guess so.”

Even the fairies who despise humans, the beastmen who have a strong instinct to fight, and even the demons would throw away their weapons, lower their tails, and give up their will to fight and surrender if they judged that there was no hope of winning.

But the dragonkins were different.

They believed that the life given to them existed only to fight, and they acted accordingly, fighting and fighting until the moment their lives were cut off.

Regardless of gender or age, they were people who lived only for battle.

It was literally an infinite fight, no backing down, brain freeze was essential, the warrior race itself.

‘They fought so much that their numbers were originally extremely small, and thanks to that, they were the worst enemies when humans and non-humans fought, but their numbers were small, so they all fell in the end.’

Later, when the Celestial Race turned their spears against all the races on the continent.

Some readers lamented that if the dragonkins had remained, they would have been a huge help to the war effort.

Because all the named characters had been swept away during the Great Continental War, there was no way to resist the Celestial Race except for Kim Yu-hyun and his companions, and a few other famous people.

“If you have trouble making a detailed selection, you can take your time to think about it.

First of all, is it a man or a woman? The young lord is obviously looking for female slaves.

Isn’t that right?”

“I’m not interested in men.”

When Sion said that in a cold voice, the Lord nodded as if he was relieved.

He had occasionally seen handsome male nobles who women would like looking for male slaves.

He respected their tastes, but the awkwardness at that time was indescribable.

“What age range do you want?

For reference, please keep in mind that the fairy race tends to look much more mature than their actual age.”

“Hmm.

In human terms, would the late 20s to early 30s be the most suitable?”

“Is that so?

It seems that you prefer older women.

I think the skin of those younger than your taste is the softest.

Let’s see.

The teens were the best.”

“….”

‘I don’t care about your taste, you son of a bitch.’

And teens?

This bastard is going to get caught by the police.

Sion was worried that the Konean Lord might say, ‘I don’t see women with two-digit ages as women.

Single digits are the best.’

If he really said such terrible words, he was going to smash his head and call Kim Yu-hyun to wipe this place out, regardless of money.

The Konean Lord, who had no idea what Sion was thinking, was still serving his customer with a kind tone.

“Do beastmen age and grow the same way as humans, or would you like to go that way?”

“…I want to think a little more about the choice of race.

Can I take a look at everything properly first?”

Sion’s only purpose in coming here was one.

It wasn’t to buy goods, but to understand everything in detail, see it with his own eyes, and then become a blade to threaten the Konean Lord and extort him.

“That would be better.

Then I’ll slowly show you the goods that are ready first.”

Thus, Sion’s full-fledged slave market exploration began.

―――――――Author’s Afterword―――――――

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