Chapter 12:

Chapter 12 — The Slave Trader's Den

Summoned To Another World


​8 Days Later...
​The air was still, thick with the silence of secrecy.​「So, where are you taking me?」 Iris asked, curious about their detour.​「Don't worry. We’re already here.」​Iris stopped, glancing around, her face instantly clouding with annoyance.​「Jay! Why are we in front of a slave trader's building?!」​「Well, two combat slaves will make great adventurers.」 Jay explained, his tone completely practical.​「Why didn't you tel—」​Jay cut her off, his voice firm and laced with reasoning.​「One can help me in front, and the other will look after you after you use a powerful spell.」​「Wait, why me?」​「Remember? Your body is completely drained after you use magic.」​「Err... I guess you're right. So, that's why you made this medicine?」​「Yah. ...Then they went in...」
​A portly man, Leon, met them at the counter, his expression dismissive.​「I'm sorry, but kids, we don't have products to your liking.」​「Don't worry. We'll make them to our liking.」​Leon's eyebrows shot up at the strange response.​「OK then, follow me.」​​As they followed Leon deeper into the establishment, Iris whispered to Jay.​「What was that?」​「A code I learned earlier today.」​「So, that’s why you beat that one guy up?」​「Yep.」​Leon led them to a large barred door.​「So, what type are you here for? Combat, Maid, or a Sex Slave?」​「Combat.」​「OK. ...Then they went to the basement... Here we are. Have a look around and tell me which one you’ll buy.」​Jay scanned the dimly lit dungeon, his eyes passing over the terrified faces behind the bars.​「Yah, OK.」​【Hmm... I can buy them. Their levels are good, but I can see in their eyes they’ll try to kill me first chance they get.】​Iris followed closely behind him, her usual levity replaced by cold anger.​「I hate how he treats them as objects.」​「Yah, I know. But for him, it’s purely business s—」​Jay paused mid-sentence, his head snapping up as he sensed a faint, peculiar energy signature.​【Hmm... Interesting.】​His eyes settled on a specific cage in the far corner.​【Found what I was looking for.】​「I'll take these two.」 Jay pointed to a pair of frail-looking sisters.​Leon frowned, shaking his head.​「I'm sorry, young lad, but those two sisters are sickly, so they are damaged goods, and we don't sell damaged goods.」​Jay casually flipped two silver coins to Leon.​「Err... Are you sure about this?」​「Yes, and that should be more than enough.」​Leon's greed immediately overcame his policy.​「Well then, you're right. And thank you for the business! ...He Opens the cage...」​Jay stepped into the small, dank space.​「You two belong to me now.」​The older sister, terrified and defensive, managed a shaky response.​「O-OK.」​「You got names?」​「Y-yes. I'm Saalin, and this is my little sister Lena.」​「Can you fight?」 
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