E - Rank Hero In Another World
Chapter 15 - The Darkness

...-Veratha City -...

...-South of the Rustfell Mountains -...

The train with many slaves passed through the city gate very easily.

There was not a single question from the City guards. All of this happened shortly after one of the men in luxurious clothes showed a card.

Only then, He is free to do anything with the group of men who are in this iron cage.

'Obsolute once. Is this another world? Shouldn't humans be united against the Demon King?' Thought Pricked in his heart.

But his thought could not even be equated like a pebble.

No one cares.

The horse carriage kept moving. Take all those people somewhere. It is a large and large building with many people.

What is in Dimas's view at the moment....

'Babysk!'

"Quick moving! Don't make me lose!" Shouted a man with a large enough body. His right hand was unceasingly beating the whip towards the slaves.

All the slaves were removed from the iron cage.

One by one. Everything lined up neatly in front of the walls of this building. Simultaneously, several people were seen draping wooden boards with numbers on each person's body.

Includes Dimas.

"No! I don't want to...."

'Cltaa!!!'

A very strong and violent whip immediately hit the figure of a Man who was trying to escape it. Even though his legs were bound by quite heavy chains.

'Bruuukk!'

Unable to endure the pain of the whip, the man fell to the ground. The 'owner' of these slaves immediately walked over.

He raised the man's head quite roughly while speaking.

"Say.... You gonna work for me or you gonna die? I can easily deliver your death to them. Know it? They love human flesh." The man wearing the expensive clothes said as he set his eyes on the herd of guard dogs.

What he meant was very clear. Even so....

The man in front of him didn't seem to care. Or perhaps, He knew that his future was over since the chain took away his freedom.

"Take me off! Or I'll...."

'Zraaasshh!'

Without hesitation, the man who seemed to be the owner of the slaves also thrust his knife towards his neck. He received a fatal wound.

It didn't stop there, he also stuck it a few times in both legs. Soon after that....

"Throw her. At least it's cheap enough to be their food." Said the man while standing up and returning to the shade.

A few guards immediately raised the body of the helpless man. Then throw it towards the herd of guard dogs that look so hungry.

What happened next....

'Is that right?! These people are serious?!' Shouted Dimas in his heart while looking at that terrifying sight.

He was fully aware of his current position. But he did not expect that the status of 'slave' would be this bad in this world.

Even Dimas still imagined luxuries like previous human rights. But now, all that is gone. What was left in his mind was how to survive in the midst of all this.

After that terrible incident, not a single person dared to resist. Especially to rebel and try to escape.

All of them were just silent staring at the ground and obeying their entire orders.

In the end, a number of 82 slaves who were all men were lined up neatly. Including with numbers hanging around their necks.

"Good work everything. Now, please let the guests in." Said the owner calmly while sitting on a chair in the shade.

Meanwhile, Dimas and the others could only stand up and line up neatly on the field, right under the scorching sun.

A few moments passed....

Guards wearing combat gear were seen opening the gates in this place.

But the question that is in Dimas is only one.

'Why are rich people like them here?'

Although, that question was answered immediately. It did not take long, the owner of this place also stood up and welcomed his guests.

"Welcome, Ladies and gentlemen. This time, we will offer some pretty interesting items. A workforce that will help you do whatever you need.

Without needing to mince words any longer, let's start the auction immediately." Said the owner of this place while making such a friendly face. Complete with a big smile.

Hearing that sentence, Dimas' mind seemed to short circuit. No longer able to work well.

'A 'banquet? An auction? So all this....'

That was the last time he was in his mind.

Time passed with his mind growing empty. What was in front of him passed by so quickly.

Occasionally, he saw some of the rich men raising their hands while mentioning numbers.

The numbers in question are the sum of the 'goods' they want to buy and the price they offer.

The auction that lasted for several tens of minutes was only a flash for Dimas as soon as the whip hit his back.

"Quick moving! What the hell are you doing?! Your new master is waiting!"

Without being able to answer, He simply walked following the directions.

Together with himself were the figures of 8 other youths who walked following a noble in a beautiful purplish-colored suit.

Shortly before returning to the carriage, the noble turned his body. Showing his handsome face with those glasses.

He gave a 'warm welcome' with his smile that looked so horrible.

"Welcome to everyone. From now on, I, Baron Gilbert, will be the Master of you all. Take it easy, you'll work in a good environment and get enough food."

Dimas who had begun to lose his trust in other humans seemed to be completely unconcerned with his words.

His gaze still looked empty after the various events just now. And now he is faced with something new.

Which he himself is very sure....

That whatever the 'snake' said in front of him was just a lie.

"If you work well, I'll guarantee your lives." The nobleman named Gilbert continued with his smile.

Some people seem to believe in his words, and see new hope.

But in reality.... When they get to work....

Just like what Dimas thought before.

A good working environment?

Food is guaranteed?

What kind of luxury is that?

Even rest is a luxury for all of them this time....

Must work more than 20 hours a day in a mine.

The food given to them almost resembled that of fodder. Where dozens of people would scramble for a moment after the disgusting porridge-like food was thrown to the ground.

Dimas who was used to living with a good environment was of course surprised by this situation.

His stomach was screaming of hunger. His right hand that carried the pickaxe no longer had the strength to swing it.

'Should.... I'm fighting for food? No. gabe.... That's all, at least I won't. If I ever find a golden grain in this dry mine again, I will have one bowl of decent food leftovers.'

That is the mind that is in Dimas.

Which now....

Little by little....

Started to lose the meaning of the word 'human' in him.