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And then I was picked up by a certain merchant and, after being minimally healed by a recovery potion, I was sold to a slave trader.

Why doesn’t God just kill me already?

I couldn’t understand why the merchants and slave traders didn’t kill me, who had become like this.

Though I wanted to die, I was enchanted with the magic of enslavement by the slave trader. I was instructed to eat the meals given to me, and suicide or self-harm was also prohibited. Therefore, I couldn’t refuse to eat, or commit suicide by refusing food or hitting my head against the wall. Instead, I just continued to live each day as if I were dead.

At that time, my master appeared and bought me.

At first, I thought it was that kind of preference, or when I was enveloped in the body of the summoned slime, I thought I would be used as food for the tamed slime. But nothing like that happened, and when my consciousness recovered, what I saw was the sensation of my lost limbs returning and my field of vision widening.

“Why… why won’t you just kill me?! I finally thought I could go to everyone!!”

When I realized what had been done to me while I was unconscious, I inadvertently expressed the feeling of “I still can’t die. I still couldn’t go to my companions” to my master. However, my master didn’t say anything in return and just waited for me to calm down.

“But Asha’s companions and family memories are still within Asha. As long as Asha is alive, those people will continue to exist in Asha’s memories. Are those memories also going to be taken away by the sub-dragon?”

And when I calmed down, my master gently spoke to me.

Those words entered me as if watering dry soil, and the vitality to live naturally bubbled up.

“You seem to be okay now…”

“…Yeah, I’m okay… Master.”

Seeing me like that, my master noticed that the atmosphere had changed and spoke to me with a gentle voice, saying, “You seem to be okay now.”

And then, I continued to cry out for about an hour, leaning on my master’s chest.

“Are you really serious about going all out from the beginning?”

Several days after that day, I returned with my master to his family’s house and faced him in the courtyard with weapons in hand.

As to why I was facing my master with a weapon, it was because I was asked by my master to spar.

However, even though it was my master’s request, I was an A-rank adventurer, and I couldn’t just seriously face him. So, I decided to confirm it once.