Chapter 398: Story (1)
“Slaves?”
I opened my eyes wide at Clark’s words. It wasn’t just me; even Father looked slightly bewildered.
This was completely unexpected. To think that my ancestor was actually a slave yearning for freedom.
What is a slave? The lowest of the low, a class where human rights are nonexistent.
Although slavery has been abolished, illegal slave trading continues under the influence of demon worshipers.
Among these slaves, men are mainly used for labor, such as farming, while women are used differently depending on their appearance.
Slaves exist, but they are not truly alive. To think that such a being was my ancestor is shocking in many ways.
[Yes, the kind of slave you’re imagining.]
Clark’s firm answer left me momentarily stunned. Soon, I thought of my family, including my father.