Chapter 22: Inkveil
Curtis wasted no time and hurriedly cooperated with the capital guards to complete the task Leonard assigned.
This could be considered his first real assignment from the crown prince, so he must show his worth. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be surprising if someone else from the Crimson Guard would replace him.
The crown prince does not need incompetent people working for him.
As Curtis busied himself, inside the carriage, Leonard leaned on his back.
"Do you have any problems with my decision?" He glanced at Mirelle and asked.
Although she didn’t express any dissatisfaction, her face didn’t express any approval either.
To summarize, she was neutral, but Leonard was certain that a topic revolving around slaves could never be neutral.
The old Leonard rarely explored the world much nor did he need to witness the ugliness of this world. Hence, he was surprised by the existence of slaves.
’I should have known slaves exist in this kind of setting.’ Leonard thought.
After all, slaves were long abolished in his old world and were more identified as employees—paid ones.
"Slaves are the lowest rank no matter where we are, so I can’t input much on it. The same goes for the slave merchant who is treating slaves as business transactions. I’m only confused why you felt the need to transfer not just the slave merchant, but the slaves as well." Mirelle said once she compiled her thoughts.
She believed in equality, but she also understood slaves were a separate category. They weren’t even qualified to be called commoners. And their lives were even more worthless than the dirt in the slums.