I Have been Reincarnated As a Lazy, Arrogant Noble, but When I Destroyed The Scenario Through Effort, I Became The Most Powerful With Extraordinary Magical Power - 240.2

The Beginning of Everything 4

Who… who is…

When I woke up, I was bound on a desk.

Looking around, everyone was in the same situation.

Then a man appeared.

With a vulgar smile, someone I had seen before—

“Hehe, you’re awake.”

“…You’re… the butler who was dismissed by mother…”

The butler who was expelled by Neil’s mother during her lifetime.

I knew him because he was cruel to slaves.

He was a very unpleasant person, and I hated him.

“What… what are you—”

“It’s revenge. My life was ruined because of the Albert family. It’s natural to torment slaves. But no one would hire me, and I’ve been wallowing in mud every day. Do you understand? The hardships of an adventurer who has to fight monsters every day and spit blood?”

“That doesn’t—gyaaaaaa!”

To my horror, he pressed a branding iron onto my right arm.

—He’s insane.

“I had planned to deal with that bitch someday, but she died on her own. But you know, Neil, her son, must be infuriated too. Guys like him are the worst. They’re such hypocrites. But Izak was laughable.”

“Could it be you have some—this scum…”

“Gheh heh heh! So, I thought, if you, who were important to him, suffer, it would be good revenge for that son.”

“Even if you do that… no one will be happy… stop…”

“Shut up! Heh heh heh, don’t worry. Even though I have a hobby of tormenting women, I don’t have a hobby of violating kids… Gahaha!”

“Ugh… aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa”

What happened after that—I don’t even want to remember.

Nicola’s screams, Reina’s screams, Seria’s screams.

Every day, every day, every day, we were tortured.

The screams, the smell of burning flesh, the sounds, and the feeling that our bodies were falling apart.

Eventually, I stopped thinking.

Not because I stopped thinking.

I controlled myself to survive.

I can’t endure with a sane mind.

In the midst of vague memories, I found myself in front of an unfamiliar house.

“Those are some dirty kids. It’s good that they have magical talent, but it’s troublesome if they resist. Will they really become docile once the slave mark is applied?”

“No problem at all. Besides, they no longer have the strength to resist.”

“…In such a shabby state. Well, it should be just right for an experiment. But in return, lower the price.”

“Of course. But we’ve come all this way. Please give us a bit more.”

After being thoroughly tormented, we were sold.

To a man we didn’t know and couldn’t recognize.

We couldn’t even have a conversation.

We were brought here not by walking but by being carried.

“Hey kid, stick out your neck—Ha! Now you’re mine—”