Chapter 47: Slave Maid Kayla
"So, I want to hear more about this girl."
"Sure. As you can see, she is the daughter of the chieftain of the ’Fuuma’ clan, a catkin tribe living in the eastern forests near Freesia."
The chieftain’s daughter, huh. As expected, the slaves brought by a shady slave trader like this are of noble birth.
"Catkin are all small and boast agile athletic abilities. On the downside, they lack strength and cannot handle heavy weapons. Because of this, they’ve honed assassination skills since ancient times, and many have thrived as assassins. The Fuuma clan, too, has made a living through assassination work."
Hmm. Weak but highly agile, assassination does seem like the perfect trade. Their eyes and ears are probably sharper than a human’s too.
"However..."
Slei twists his lips into a sleazy grin, yanking the chain with a sharp tug, forcing the catkin girl to stumble forward a few steps.
"Cough, cough!"
The girl chokes slightly, the bell on her collar jingling with a "clink-clank."
"Her mother, the chieftain, betrayed the Zeres Kingdom, so their village was wiped out by the kingdom’s forces. As the chieftain’s daughter, she was reduced to a slave."
The Zeres Kingdom again. Not only did they try to execute me, but they’re doing things like this too. The girl doesn’t argue with Slei’s words, she just bites her lip, looking bitter.
"She’s been fitted with a collar that can’t be removed, ensuring she can never act as an assassin again."