After all the procedures for handing over the slave were completed, Shun took his slave and left the place.
As they walked in search of a rented house, the slave followed behind Shun, her hands still shackled and her neck bound by dual magic slave restraints.
"First of all, my name is Shun. I'm from one of the bandit camps here, Reaper."
The woman was surprised and then asked Shun,
"Then why did you let us go back then?" she asked in confusion.
"Because it wasn't my problem." Shun kept walking without looking back.
"And your name? What's your name?"
"Huh, my name? Does it even matter? I'm just a slave." Her expression showed clear reluctance to reveal her name.
"Stop trying to dodge. Just tell me your name, or would you prefer I call you my anal slave?"
Hearing that, she became flustered and snapped back.
"Of course not! I don't want to be called that."
"Eh, that's strange. As your master, shouldn't I be allowed to do whatever I want with my slave?" Shun gave her an intimidating stare.
"Theresa. My name is Theresa." Theresa continued walking behind Shun.
"Oh, alright then."
After their conversation, they stopped in front of the house they would be staying in. Shun quickly rented the house, took the key, and led Theresa inside to put their belongings down.
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Now, Shun and Theresa were alone inside the rented house. For some reason, Theresa seemed shy and kept her distance from Shun. Meanwhile, Shun remained relaxed, arranging his belongings in the house.
"Why do you keep fidgeting like that? Calm down. Do you really think I'm going to do something like that to you?"
"No, I haven't been avoiding you at all… Master?"
Hearing that, Shun found it odd to be called "Master." No one had ever called him that before, and it made his mind wander for a moment.
"Don't call me Master. Just call me Shun. I won't get mad," Shun said.
"Alright, if that's what you want, Shun."
Then, Shun told her to do some household chores to tidy up their new home.
After Theresa finished all the tasks Shun had given her, she sat in the corner of the room, staring at him with a look of confusion. Shun, on the other hand, was busy checking the equipment he had brought, making sure everything was in good condition.
"Why do you look so confused?" Shun asked without taking his eyes off the dagger he was sharpening.
"I just…" Theresa hesitated before continuing, "I didn't expect you to treat me like this."
Shun glanced at her, raising an eyebrow. "Like what?"
Theresa bit her lip, searching for the right words. "You don't treat me like… a typical slave. You only make me do regular household chores. No punishments, no violence, and you've never even threatened me."
Shun chuckled softly, then set his dagger down on the table. "So, do you want me to treat you badly?"
"No!" Theresa quickly denied. "It's just that… usually, slave owners do much worse than just making their slaves wash clothes or cook."
Shun was silent for a moment, looking at her with a neutral expression before finally sighing. "I don't care about that. I didn't buy a slave just to torture them."
Theresa lowered her head, her shackled hands trembling slightly. "Then… why did you buy me?"
Shun didn't answer immediately. He simply stared at Theresa as if considering whether or not to tell her the truth. Eventually, he leaned back in his chair and said, "Because I want to know what really happened to the village where Ana lived."
"Ana?" Theresa lifted her gaze, staring at him in confusion.
"Yeah. Someone I know came from the same village as you. But that village is gone now, and I want to know why," Shun said in a calm tone.
"How do you know about Ana?" Theresa was puzzled by Shun's question.
"I met her once, four years ago," Shun replied.
"Eh, so you're the mysterious guy Ana always talked about!" Theresa blurted out in surprise.
"Silence." Shun used his magic as her master to command her to stop talking.
"I'm going to take a bath. Change your clothes and wrap yourself in a towel."
Theresa was stunned by Shun's request.
"What are you daydreaming about? I just need you to wash my back."
"Or… do you want me to give you my seed?" Shun looked at her with a sinister smile.
"N-no, I'm sorry, Master." Theresa was startled by Shun's words. Deep down, she really didn't want to do it, but for some reason, when Shun gave that mysterious smile, she felt afraid of him. If Shun forced her, she knew she wouldn't be able to resist.
"Why is he different from others? I can't even shake his dominance over me," she thought to herself.
"I have to get out of here. If I don't, I'll just end up as this man's plaything." Anxiety began creeping into Theresa's heart.