𝕴 𝕭𝖊𝖈𝖆𝖒𝖊 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕺𝖋 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖁𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖆𝖎𝖓

004

Lately, John, a servant at the duchy, had been in a terrible mood.

The cause? The slave Kian the Duchess brought in a few days ago.

He couldn’t stand it. Kian was a thorn in his eyes.

To be exact, he hated the way Kian was preciously treated.

Aren’t slaves like livestock? Then you should clean up the stables, smell like dung, and sleep on stools–like all the other slaves.

‘But he…..!’

Of course, John knew that not all slaves lived horrible lives. Especially slaves with excellent abilities or good looks.

He was told that such slaves were excluded from hard labor and given special affection from their owners.

Just like Kian.

A few days ago, John was astonished to see piles of boxes piled like towers on the mansion’s porch.

-No, what’s all this?

-She said the presents she bought for Kian.

-What? John is dumbfounded.

This is all for the slave? Not yours?

“All for a lowly slave….!”

Here he was working all day, but somehow that slave earned the goodwill of the lady……

That wasn’t the only favor Kian was given to John’s astonishment.

Kian slept in a room as spacious and luxurious as a noble’s room, and all he ate was the finest cuisine.

The slave was living a life more luxurious than himself without doing anything. And that fact made John livid.

The more he thought about it, the more outrageous it was.

It was unbearably that he was worse off than a slave.

John did not count his own blessings that included his normal life, freedom, and the generous salary he earned under the Duchess of Ashford, especially compared to other families.

John was being treated well enough. But he was making the mistake of falling into an endless misery by comparing himself to others.

‘Shit!’

Angry John kicked around nervously. A rock, hit by his foot, fell into the lake. The flock of birds that resided in the lake peacefully fled at the disturbance.

Somehow, John wanted to make a mess of the slave who didn’t know his place.

He was sure he would be damned if he was found out, but his injured pride outweighed his caution.

‘I’m going to give that arrogant slave a lesson in humility…. No matter how precious you are, you are still a lowly slave.’

John vowed to educate him ‘a little bit’ so he would know his place.

[Slaves are human livestock.] It was what a distinguished scholar of the Empire taught.

As long as you were a slave, you had better realize you were an object or livestock. Otherwise, it’s just heartbreaking.

So when Kian heard Olivia, he had no choice but to wonder.

-You just need to eat well, rest well, and relax in this house. That’s all I want from you.

Wasn’t there a purpose in mind when you bought slaves at a high price? Slaves served a function.

No one buys a slave to treat him as a whole person.