This slave really can't speak! If it were any other slave with a bit more experience, they would definitely flatter the master and say things like "because I like you" to enhance the master's favor towards themselves. But this little fox is blunt and speaks out the worries in the hearts of these beauties. For slaves as beautiful as them, there are generally two outcomes - staying with one master or something even worse. Although neither outcome sounds great, if they had to choose, these beauties would definitely prefer the former. But if the master they serve together is overthrown, their fate would once again become uncertain.
"Don't worry! I won't force you to do those things! Neither will anyone else! I will protect you!" Upon hearing Alan's words, the little fox's ears twitched and she looked up at her master, nodding with her mouth wide open. The other beauties around also had the same reaction. Compared to the sixty-year-old fat man who treated them as expendable goods, this new master was many times better!
"Did you see the secret passage I came in through? You can hide in the basement if you go there." The ladies looked at Alan with confusion, "Master, aren't you coming with us?" "I am the master here, I will not hide. I will walk out through the front door!" Alan's tone was firm, preparing to show the other side who's boss.
But all of these beauties stood up, "Master, we will accompany you! Master, don't be afraid, we are not afraid either!" Alan glanced at them and nodded slightly. These beauties all stood still and followed behind Alan one by one.
With a bang, the main gate was pushed open, and the guards guarding it were startled, turning back to look at Alan who walked out through the front door.
"How is this possible, how did you get in?!" These guards all inhaled sharply. Alan looked at their shocked expressions and chuckled. Outside his father's mansion, there were guards armed with knives and axes, and among them were even two golden-level knights. This lineup, rather than guarding, looked more like they were blocking the entrance.
Alan paid attention to these guards, none of them had slave marks. If Alan were to enter through the front door, who knows what would happen!
"How did you get in?" These guards were very rude and did not answer Alan's question. They were all surprised. Why would the target they were waiting for suddenly appear behind them?
Startled by Alan, they were at a loss as to whether to raise or lower the axes in their hands.
"Hey hey hey! Young Master Alan! Don't get excited! These people are ours! Although they don't have slave marks, they were all hired at a high price by our guild specifically to guard your father!"
Speaking was a fat man, his laughter was very ugly. On his short and thick fingers, he wore several gemstone rings. Although he spoke very respectfully, his gaze blatantly scanned the beauties behind Alan.
This man was the president of the number one slave merchant guild, Haberlin.
The starving gaze that seemed as though he wanted to devour these beauties shocked the slaves, and they all retreated and huddled together.
"My father is already dead, and now I am the Grand Duke of this castle! Grand Duke Alan! I am going to dismiss these outsiders and make them leave here! Now!" Upon hearing Alan's stern tone, the faces of the guards became increasingly cold, all glancing at Alan.
"Young Master Alan, you can't say it like that! These guards were specifically sent by me to protect you! The previous slave guards in this castle were all executed for dereliction of duty. What are you all looking at? Protect Young Master Alan!" After speaking, these guards all tried to move closer to Alan, their imposing manner and the way they looked at him like a slaughtered lamb, unsure whether to put down or lift up their axes.
A red beam of light flickered, emanating from Alan's right hand, where a blood-red chain and an angel's imprint shimmered.Haeberlin was taken aback and stepped back cautiously, "The Mark of Abandonment, when did it become yours!"
"I mean, I don't really like unfamiliar guards, I might get nervous. I don't have complete control over The Mark of Abandonment. What if I make a mistake and remove all the slave marks in Castle Enchim? You know what that would mean for you!"
When Alan said this, he had already walked up to Haeberlin and reached out his right hand to lightly pat Haeberlin's face, but the final tap was extremely forceful, causing Haeberlin's facial fat to jiggle.
"You..." Haeberlin let out a cry of pain from the final tap, wanting to get angry but instead gritting his teeth and smiling, "Master Alan, whatever you say in this castle is definitely going to happen! Everyone, leave now. We will discuss the problems in our work later tonight!"
Haeberlin felt so frustrated, it was evident from the way he was almost chewing on his own teeth. But then he resigned himself to the situation, giving Alan a deferential look before leaving.
Alan let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that even his last piece of territory had been invaded. Even the old guards who were once familiar to him in his castle had been dealt with. Wasn't even sleeping peacefully at night possible?
Alan couldn't really remove the slave marks, although it coincided with his thoughts. The final result would only be the slaves being recaptured and the complete destruction of Castle Enchim's economic system, allowing the duchy to reap the benefits.
Alan pushed open his own room and walked in with his bevy of beauties.
Mo, acting like an old-timer, instigated Erika, "Hmph, newcomer, how did I teach you!"
At this moment, Erika had already changed into a maid outfit. The beautiful woman who was formerly dressed in a saintess robe now had her holy and dignified attire stripped away, replaced by a tightly-fitted maid outfit.
This maid outfit was brand new, but it had been cut down near the legs and chest, making this piece of clothing appear precarious. Whether it was the deep V-neck, the sexy backless design, or the short black skirt that barely reached her thighs.
Those symmetrical white stockings and stunning black small shoes.
Alan couldn't help but wonder, is this really a maid outfit? Isn't this the kind of item you can buy for a few bucks in a online store?
