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Episode 0 "Seyra" - The Innocent Maiden Bestowed with Fate △
My name is Harl Raymond, a 14-year-old boy with an unremarkable appearance. My family consists of my father Daros Raymond, my mother Shakura Raymond, myself Harl Raymond, and my younger sister Muki Raymond who is four years younger.
We live in a large trading company, and in our affluent household, we employ maids, servants, and cooks.
Until the age of 10, I had no idea about our family business. However, when I visited the Raymond Trading Company with my father, I learned for the first time that my father was involved in the slave trade.
It seems my mother, who was likely a former slave, had been covering up the details of my father's work.
And an event that occurred at that time became the catalyst for the turning gears of my fateful journey.
In our world, in addition to the majority of humans, there are various other humanoid races such as Elves, Dwarves, and Beastmen. They coexist alongside the human race, and together they face their sworn enemy, the Demons, in a world that resembles a diverse blend of ingredients in a simmering pot.
Normal slavery exists in our world as well...
However, only humans can own human slaves, as it is forbidden by the "Inter-Racial Accord" to enslave non-humanoid races. While there are still slaves among non-humanoid races, they can only be enslaved by members of the same race.
In order for a human to own a non-humanoid slave, they must employ a non-humanoid of the same race as the master, allowing for indirect servitude.
Furthermore, the "Inter-Racial Accord" serves as a "War-Time Accord" to prevent disputes between humans and non-humanoids while they engage in a total war against the Demons. It has also forced the integration of several religious factions. However, the most crucial "Unified Nation Establishment Plan" has stalled, and many nations are currently engaged in territorial conflicts to gain advantages.
Regarding the Demons, they are the most magically adept among the intelligent life forms of human size. The balance of power shifts between the most magically adept Demons and the most populous humans. Thus, humans and Demons hold a mutual hatred for each other and have engaged in combat, not taking each other as prisoners but seeking to annihilate one another.
The appearance of Demons changes as they progress from low to mid-level ranks, becoming more monstrous as their magical power increases. Strangely, higher-ranking Demons start resembling humans, and even upper-class Demon nobles possess beautiful human-like features.
However, Demons possess concentrated areas of magical power, which is a decisive difference from humans.
The current Demon King, Gandaro, is known for having two splendid horns on either side of his head. Rumor has it that his daughter, Princess Jumirande, has inherited these horns, but no one from the human side has seen her.
One day, a while after I turned 10, my father took me to the Raymond Trading Company. The first room we entered, labeled "General Reception," was a bustling office and reception area where many people were busy.
Passing through the corridor beside the reception counter, my father and I headed further inside.
From the back of the room, snippets of conversations reached us. My father said, "They seem to be conducting 'purchase assessments.' Harl, would you like to observe?" I casually nodded my agreement.
Until then, I knew nothing about the goods the Raymond Trading Company dealt with.
Upon opening the door labeled "Public Reception Room," my father and I found several adults, as well as a slightly older, charming young girl.
"Mr. Daros, do you have any business here?"
A panicked woman stood up.
The woman in business attire appeared to be a slave acquisition representative of Raymond Company. On the other hand, the middle-aged man, despite being well-built and dressed in expensive clothing, seemed exhausted with dark circles under his eyes. He must be a customer who came to sell slaves.
Then, a beautiful girl stood motionless in a state of confusion on the "platform" in the back of the "general reception room." Is she going to be sold as a slave?
Of course, it is possible that the middle-aged man came to buy the girl as his sex slave, but it seems highly unlikely in this situation.
My father explained to the female representative in charge of acquisitions that I wanted to observe the negotiation of a "Level 2 Slave." He instructed me to be taken to the office on the fourth floor afterwards, and then he left the "general reception room."
After seating me on a chair, the female representative explained the current situation to me and resumed her work.
According to her explanation, the man who came to sell the beautiful girl was named Bill Riot and claimed to be a trader. Previously, he had been making huge profits and gained fame as a prominent figure in the imperial capital of Granza. However, his trading ship was wrecked in a storm, causing him to suddenly face financial difficulties.
He was in a desperate situation as tomorrow was the deadline for a promissory note that he couldn't pay, leading to bankruptcy. As a desperate measure, he had visited the Raymond Company, a leading slave merchant, with his only remaining high-value asset, his beloved daughter, Seyra.
The name of his beloved daughter is Seyra Riot, a cute twelve-year-old girl. Seyra was dressed in glamorous attire, seemingly like a rich daughter. Despite having slightly wavy hair, her hair was a soft, pale blond color, and she had large aquamarine eyes with a straight nose, making her a beautiful girl.
She was most likely Bill's pride and joy...
The appraisal process for the purchase included confirming Seyra's outward appearance and skill set, and now they were going to proceed with further "quality checks."
"Please undress completely, young lady."
The female representative issued the instructions in a businesslike manner.
Seyra looked towards her father with pleading eyes, but Bill heartlessly followed the instructions of the female representative. Seyra then turned her pleading gaze towards me, who was of a similar age. However, as I was merely observing the negotiation and had no authority, I could only avert my eyes.
Realizing that there was no one in the room to support her, Seyra's expression became tense, and she started to tremble as she unbuttoned the expensive pale pink jacket adorned with intricate floral embroidery. One by one, she removed the buttons with trembling hands.
Next, she unfastened the belt of her skirt and undid the waist hook, causing the pink flare skirt to fall onto the floor of the "platform."
She then took off her pink leather shoes and lowered her white socks, leaving only her underwear.
Seyra, dressed in her underwear, exposed a beautiful innocence like that of a fairy.
"Oh, Father..."
Seyra seemed as if she was on the verge of tears.
Her underwear was a pure white camisole, emitting a radiant sheen that seemed to be made of silk.
Seyra crossed her trembling hands and hesitated for a moment before slowly spreading them apart. Her delicate shoulders, along with the straps that were about to come off, indicated a slight swelling of her chest, raising doubts about whether she was entering adolescence. Her fragile neck, slender shoulders, and the slight swell of her chest leading to her collarbone asserted her femininity.
My face turned bright red, feeling feverish.
And without realizing it... *gulp*... I swallowed nervously.
Meanwhile, Seyra continued to take off her camisole. Although her crossed arms hindered my view of her chest, the straps had naturally come off, revealing her delicate shoulders. Her chest caught my attention and held it, despite her body trembling with shame and confusion.
As I glimpsed at Seyra's face, her mouth distorted into a tight smile, and large tears collected at the corners of her eyes.
Seyra naturally let go of her left hand that had been gripping the strap and let it naturally hang down, then removed the strap from her right hand. Of course, the obstruction that had accidentally hidden her chest, namely her arms, was no longer there, and the slight swelling of her breasts captivated my gaze.
Next, the strap on the right side was completely removed, and the collar of the camisole remained around her ribs. Seyra lifted both hands and slowly unbuttoned her camisole. Her nipples, surrounded by a slightly darker shade of skin and an exquisite peachy pink, were not much different in size from mine. However, there was a faint roundness that differentiated her femininity.
Then, the camisole that had been lowered fell to the floor with a *swoosh* beyond her buttocks.
Seyra's body still belonged to that of a child, but her breasts had begun to slightly swell, and tears spilled over onto her chest.
Finally, when Seyra took off her lace-decorated drawers, she stood completely naked. Blushing with humiliation and shame, she trembled ever so slightly.
My gaze was fixated on Seyra's chest and groin. It was my first time closely observing a girl's body. Unlike mine, which lacked a penis and had a simple vertical slit, for some reason, heat accumulated in my groin area, and my flushed face was burning.
"Thank you, Miss."
Meanwhile, the woman in charge of the purchase remained calm.
"Mr. Bill, I will continue with the appraisal."
The woman in charge meticulously appraised the items, but it seemed to be too stimulating for me, as my head started spinning.
Then, I remembered the last thing I saw before losing consciousness, even though everything became blurry.
That night, I had a fever and was tormented by nightmares.
And... that fever was more of an intellectual fever.
And... I remembered my past life.
In my past life, I was a priest named Lester Adamon.
Lester was a skilled priest of the Arsgar Holy Church, capable of even utilizing advanced "healing magic."
Furthermore, he withheld various blessings from the gods and secretly had the ability to even perform "resurrection magic." He was a highly skilled healing magician.
Due to his deep piety, stubbornness, and inflexible personality, he never achieved any promotions.
However, one day, he was discovered by the hero Albert Sandria, who was on a journey to defeat the Demon King. Lester joined the party of heroes and set off on an adventure together, ultimately successfully defeating the Demon King Gandaro.
Naturally, in order to reward him for this unprecedented achievement, Lester was granted a position worthy of it. He skipped three ranks, surpassing the senior priests and becoming a cardinal.
In reality, Lester's responsibility as Cardinal Lester was to handle the unpopular "heresy investigation" department, serving as a good way to get rid of troublesome individuals.
Lester was born only 26 years ago, which was just a moment before my birth, and in this world, both Lester and I are living at the same time, which is quite strange.
I thought about using my knowledge of my past life to make money, but I was concerned that it might have an unexpected impact on Cardinal Lester if I did so openly. Therefore, for now, I decided to restrain myself and not use my cheat knowledge for profit.
However, I resolved to train my body and work hard to be able to use the various magic that Lester could perform.
By the way, Lester being discovered by the hero Albert Sandria would happen in about four years from now, just before I turned 15 years old.
Furthermore, it would take five more years for them to successfully defeat the Demon King Gandaro.
I secretly continued to build my strength, diligently practicing the physical conditioning necessary for casting magic and the incantations. By the time I was 14 years old, I could use various magic spells that Lester could perform, including "healing magic."
However, since my body was still in the growth phase, using the most demanding "resurrection magic" would deplete my internal magic power (mental energy) and cause fatigue, causing me to collapse. Therefore, the use of "resurrection magic" became a last-resort move that could only be performed when my spiritual energy was at its peak.
Lastly, it was regrettable that Cardinal Lester remained single throughout his life and never had any romantic encounters.
In this current life, I want to make sure I have a girlfriend.
No, rather than that, I swore in my heart to set a grand goal of creating a harem.
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