I Reject Quests

Chapter 189: A Slavemaster (1)

Unlocking the door in the basement of the mansion, the servant gestured to the man standing behind him. "Please come in." 

Rewen, the man standing behind the servant, looked at his surroundings. The entry to the basement was strangely outside the mansion itself. There were also beautiful cherry blossom trees all around the place. He wanted to stay and enjoy the site but decided to do that later.

Taking one last glance, he went forward and descended down the stairs.

'Hm.. the basement was properly lit. It doesn't look like a weird dungeon of sorts. Oh? There's even a mini-kitchen.'

"Please." The servant too descended and gestured Rewen to follow.

After a few seconds, the servant came to a stop. In front of him laid several young women in thin clothing chained and restrained. "Here. They are sleeping for the time being. You can wake them up if you want. Do you know what you should do?"

Rewen's face turned dark when he saw this. His fingernails dug deep into his palm. Two seconds later, he let out a mouthful of air. "I understand. Can I have some privacy?"

"Of course." Hearing that, the servant nodded and was about to walk away when a meaningful smile appeared on his face looking at Rewen. "It's your freedom to do whatever you want with them but remember, no intercourse."

Rewen gave a slight nod.

The servant walked away leaving Rewen and four restrained young women alone.

Rewen sat on a nearby chair and absent-mindedly looked at them.

He was given the job of a slavemaster. A slavemaster looks after the slaves and gives them proper food and nutrients. Sometimes, slaves also suffer from a trauma of many sorts. Curing the trauma is also the job of a slavemaster. The ultimate goal, of course, is to sell those slaves to some noble. 

In simple words, a slavemaster is someone who trains slaves to become obedient fuckdoll. 

And Rewen didn't like the idea of it.

He could have refused the job but the pay was decent and he honestly wanted to help them as long as it's in his capacity.

The more he thought about it, the more agitated he got. 

'No. I can't use my bullshit self-righteous analogy in a world that has a different history from Earth and CHAOS.' He shook his head in a distressed fashion.

"U...uhm" A low voice came from one of the women who were restrained. She had a ponytail with fair skin and bright round eyes. Her body was developed for her age and it was perfectly reflected with the thin clothing over her body. She stared at the man sitting at a distance from her curiously.

Rewen raised his head. 'From her looks, she seems to be the youngest one maybe around sixteen or seventeen.' He thought before he got up and approached her.

As soon as he started walking, the curiosity in the woman's eyes faded and was replaced with horror. "...N-...No! Don't"

Rewen kept walking as if he didn't hear. When he was close enough, he crouched and came to her face level. "Do you know who you are?"

"I am the daughter of a merchant from Olpio" The woman replied in a terrified tone. 'Where am I? Where is Father?'

"So you are an illegal immigrant but that doesn't matter because now, you are a slave."

The sentence rang loudly in her ears and became speechless. "..."

Rewen got up and left the basement.

'I am a slave?' She had a hard time digesting the truth. As she tried to recall her latest memories, she got a general idea of where she was. Last night, she along with her father were trespassing when they were caught red-handed. Her father was shot on the spot. Not being able to handle the pressure, she lost consciousness. 

Two streaks of tears slid down from her face when she remembered her father. 'Now is not the time to cry' She tried to wipe her tears when she realized that she couldn't. Her hands were restrained. When she looked up, she also saw several other women who were restrained like her.

"Hello? Please. Can anyone respond?"

She got no response. 'They must be unconscious as well. I should try once agai--- ah, the sound of footsteps. He must be coming back.'

As she expected, Rewen came back with a couple of clothes in his hand. He walked up to her and crouched down again. "I'm letting you loose."

The young woman's eyes brightened but she quickly realized her mistake and tried to hide it. 

"If you are having some thoughts on how you could tackle me and escape, please forget it. I'm an <<Awakened>> and even if you somehow manage to sneak past me, there are plenty of guards outside." Rewen explained before taking out a small key from his pocket and unlocked the shackles that were restricting her.

As soon as he did that, the young woman backed off and covered her body with her two hands.

Rewen had no expression on his face and threw a piece of cloth to her. "Wear this. It's not much but it would cover the important parts."

"Ah, uhm" The young woman's eyes fidgeted as if she wanted to say something.

Rewen dryly laughed. "Hurry up and wear it. I'm not that gullible to leave you in the room."

The young woman's eyes dimmed. She had wanted him to leave the room so that she could wake up the other three slaves. Eventually, she went into a corner and started changing while keeping a close eye on his face. '... Let's hope he doesn't turn around'

Rewen, in accordance with Sam's words, was sainter than a saint. If the opposite of lust was to be personified, he would be that. He doesn't have the faintest curiosity towards something called "beauty". Whether he was like this from his birth or cultivated during the years was something only he knew.

Rewen shook his head and just sat down while thinking about how he should start with his job. 'This is one heck of a problem one of them had already started to scheme against me. Somehow I have to have the situation under my control. How should I do that? Being an authoritarian? That seems to be the best option for the time being.'

"I'm done" 

Rewen turned his head to see a pretty black-haired ponytailed woman wearing a silk one-piece skirt.

"Good." He nodded. "Now, come here and sit down."

The young woman hesitated before walking towards him and sitting legs-crossed opposite him.

"What is your name?" Rewen asked in a plain voice.

"UyemuraYu-Yukiko"

"Uyemura Yuyukiko?" In a few days of watching anime, this was the first time that Rewen had heard of such a strange name.

"It's Yukiko."

"Oh, don't stutter while talking. I'm not going to eat you." 

"Hmm" Yukiko didn't look very convinced.

Rewen proceeded to ask the next question. "Where in Olpio did you come from?" 

"I came from the states" Yukiko slowly answered.

"The states?" Rewen recalled that Olpio was the smallest nation in size. Two states of Avim (the nation he is currently in) is enough to compare with Olpio.