I remain stunned as I hold my sword.
The suddenness of this situation makes it difficult for me to understand what is happening.
"Level 300... You've got to be kidding me."
From what I know, being level 100 is practically being a hero.
I can't even imagine what would qualify as level 300.
《Notice: The savings of experience has been corrupted. It will take some time to repair. 》
The texts that appear in front of me are starting to bother me a little.
Better check my stats now.
- LVL: 300
- Name: Toru Eiban
- Age: 25
- Gender: Male
- Race: Human
- Job: Warrior
- Damage Reduction: LVL 2
- Body Enhancement: LVL 3
- Experience Savings: Under repair
- Magic Savings: LVL 9
- Skills experience: LVL 9
- Job Savings: LVL 8
- Skill Savings: LVL 8
- UP skill effect: LVL 10
I'm really moving up a level.
My head is starting to hurt, it's the first time I've seen these numbers.
I have to calm down a bit.
Even a fool like me should be able to understand all this.
[Saving], this word is used to store something.
Does it mean that this ability has been limiting my experience all this time?
All the experience that I had accumulated all this time has been released.
Plus a bonus for everything you've accumulated.
"So, this means that most of my level and experience had been retained by this skill. I had always been a level 40, like my ex-friends.
Damn, this skill is a parasite.
When you understand it, every point makes sense.
I, in particular, had tried harder than anyone else in the group, fighting to the bitter end.
However, I found it strange that my level had stagnated.
I have done nothing but break my back more than anyone else in the group to try to catch up to them. And now, was it because of this that my rise in level and experience had been hindered?
Now, I don't mind having broken off my friendship with them.
In fact, I'm glad I found out about it now.
Well, I have decided. I am going to travel the world.
Having a level of 300, I have nothing to fear. I can go wherever I want.
From now on, I'm going to do whatever I want and live however I want.
Maybe I'll find something that can fill the huge hole in my chest.
"But first, I must visit the neighboring countries to prepare, if I am going to make such a long trip, I will need supplies."
I put my sword on my back, and started walking quietly along the road.
I left the country of Balseille, and arrived in the neighbouring country of Armand.
To be more specific, to the border town of Livio.
"As expected, Armand is a very busy place even when you are in such a remote area."
I was taken aback by the number of people who passed through here.
There were also food stands, and delicious aromas that stimulated my stomach.
Suddenly, there was a sign in a store that caught my attention.
"Livio's slave store."
Slave stores are not very common
In fact, I even hate them.
It's the kind of place I would normally ignore.
But, I had just been betrayed, and I was drawn to it.
A slave would never betray their master because of the contract.
They are not even capable of telling a lie, even if ordered to do so.
They will always be there for me.
The faces of my former companions came to mind.
Just thinking about them, I could feel my blood start to boil.
I clenched my fists and held back my anger.
"I need a partner I can trust. It would be a good idea to have a right-hand man who could keep this unusual status a secret and never betray me. If I don't, my distrust of people is likely to increase.
After being betrayed by my best friend, my lover and my childhood friends, I have nothing left to lose.
To maintain my peace of mind, I need a trustworthy friend who will always support me.
I don't care how strong they are. I just want to feel safe.
I just want to know deep down that there is still something in this world that I can trust.
I walked to the door, and without hesitation, I opened it.
The doorbell rang, and I walked to the counter.
Behind the counter, there was an old man with a very distinguished look, he seemed to be the owner of the store, he kept smiling at me.
"Welcome. What can I do for you today?”
"I need a slave I can take with me to battle."
"Any specific race? Do you have other uses in mind?"
The old man nodded, and guided me to the back of the tent.
In a dimly lit place, we were surrounded by countless cages.
There are probably strong men and women in there, and even elves or lizardmen, even races you can't see around here.
"I recommend this lizard man for combat. His hard skin is capable of repelling blades, and his character is that of someone loyal. He is the perfect slave if you want to have someone watching your back on the battlefield."
"Thirty million, sir."
"I want to see the others."
I only have a budget of 1.5 million.
It's not a huge amount, and I can't afford it.
He placed his hand in the cage, and raised the face of an elf by placing his finger on her chin.
"This elf has no combat experience yet, but I'm sure she'll be good company at night. She has an enormous amount of magic, so if you raise her as a magician, she should be able to serve you very well in the long run.
"And what's the price?"
It's still very expensive, I think I came to this place at a bad time.
I should have asked about the slave's cost at the market before I came here.
The old man turns to see me squinting.
"May I ask what your budget is?"
"One and a half million."
"Hmm, that would make the quality of the slave much lower, but I can introduce you to someone in that price range."
We walk a little further back until we reach a curtain.
A very strong stench invades my nose.
It is an odor produced by feces, urine and sweat.
In that place there were countless small cages.
Inside were beasts of all sizes, and even human children.
"Most of the slaves here are worth less than a million.
"Why are they so cheap?
"They are weak, ugly, sick, have no training whatsoever, and are unreliable. They are useless at the moment, but, there is a great possibility that they are good for something else."
I am disgusted by slaveholders who talk about people as if they were property.
However, that also includes me, since I'm trying to buy one.
I kept looking around for a slave to capture my interest.
And there, In a small cage located in a corner of this space.
There was a very dirty little girl with white hair.
I approached her for a closer look.
The girl was very thin, and out of breath.
Her long bangs covered her eyes, so I couldn't see her face very well.
Her clothes were so worn out that I hesitated to look at her directly.
I could feel that girl looking at me, with dead eyes through her hair hiding her face.
The girl fled to the corner of the cage.
I have no doubt that this girl was able to see my stats.
Could this girl have the [appraisal] ability? She is very rare.
It's just something I'm guessing.
And it's not like people can tell my level just by looking at me.
"How much for that girl?"
"Isn't that too low a price?"
"No sir, it's a fair price. After all, she is very ill, and weak, and is a poor slave who cannot be used, unless she is boiled or roasted.”
The girl coughed violently.
He was right, her physical condition was quite bad.
No matter how rare the skills, if they are too weak, it may be inevitable that they will come at too low a price.
Or do they not realize that slavers are appraisers?
I'm not sure that's true. But if I think about it properly, I could get a doctor to examine you.
"What is your name?"
"Hey! Answer the customer"
The slaveholder hit the cage with his cane.
Kaede. I like her name.
And there was something about this girl that caught my attention.
I guess you could call it intuition. I can't explain what attracted me to her, but in a way, I thought she was good.
"I'll buy this girl."
"Thank you for your purchase!"
The slaveholder bowed, while having a big smile on his face.
"After the transaction, the customer must make a master-slave contract."
"One question, do I have to reveal my status?"
"No, no, no, no. All you have to do is shed a little blood."
I was reassured when he told me I didn't have to reveal my status.
He seems to be a very discreet man, but anyway, I didn't want anyone to know.
Kaede was looking at me with anxious eyes.