The Land of Freedom's
Chapter 29: Explanation of the night
Crenkkeng...
The sound of chain friction binding Ilyasa.
They took Ilyasa through the inner city walls, hundreds of pairs of eyes pointing at him. Disgusting, horrible and pitiful, that was the expression of the people in their hearts, while spitting at him from a distance.
Now the sun has shone upon the heads of the people, indicating that the time is near noon.
"Where are we going now, young master?" Sebas asked, curious.
"There are a lot of things I have to talk about with you guys, especially Danilo. First of all let's find a comfortable place to talk" said Misha who walked with the three of them.
"Then...how is my place my master?" Danilo, smile wide.
"Well, whatever..." Reply Misha with a flat face.
When he saw the cynical gaze of the people towards Ilyasa, Misha's mind felt disturbed, then with an annoyed face he said, "Free! get rid of the iron chain on the boy's neck, the sound is disturbing."
"Alright young master," Sebas replied as he pulled out a key from his pants pocket.
The key was given to them after the signing of slave ownership.
The crek...!
The sound of an open chain lock. The shackle was immediately released from his neck, revealing a red bruise that wrapped around his neck, like it had never been released for many years.
The itching for many years could finally be vented Ilyasa, he scratched his neck with a relieved expression. Sebas then looked at her with a warm smile.
Looking at Sebas' gaze, Ilyasa instantly stopped scratching, his head suddenly being lowered down, showing the remnants of fear that coincided with the long trauma.
Not wanting Ilyasa to feel afraid, Sebas immediately turned his gaze away, then continued walking with Misha and Danilo in front.
"My master.. I'm sorry if he's presumptuous, isn't he able to escape if he's not chained...?" Danilo asked stammered, afraid that Misha would be angry again with her words.
"What if he ran away...?" misha said, with ease.
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Hearing the words just now, Ilyasa's emotions were re-touched. In his mind he thought.
...This boy looked like a servant, but I saw he was a real noble....
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...Every time I saw his face, it was as if my long-lost emotions suddenly rose again......
...His words, the look on his face, his actions......
...This little boy, looks so bright to my pitch-black self......
...Who is this him...?...
Suddenly Misha turned her head back, looking at Ilyasa's face with a warming smile.
Looking at Misha's gaze, she instantly turned her gaze down, submissive in a feeling of blushing shame.
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Walking through the streets of the city, it did not feel they had reached a residence of a noble. The three-story building, made of the arrangement of the stone walls of money in paint with white color.
Every corner of the building there is a tower as high as thirty meters, the roof of the large house is made of a black tile arrangement. The building is surrounded by so many parks and fish ponds, the yard of his house is wider than Hans's yard.
Then pointing at the house Danilo said, "Welcome to my residence, young master Misha." bowed respectfully.
Ilyasa was immediately faded with the beauty of the house, his mouth wide open with his eyes. While he was in awe, Ilyasa turned to Misha's face, and was immediately surprised to see Misha's more enchanted expression as she looked at the building in front of them.
...The arrangement of architectural designs is very beautiful, like this is the residence of the nobles? although it is not as good and spacious as the palace, but I did not expect that the house of a noble could be this good....
...I do know every nobleman must have wealth that is scattered, but this luxury is already excessive......
...The expression of Misha's heart in her admiration....
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"Mr Danilo...?" Said an old man dressed as a servant, he was in the garden while cutting leaves.
White-haired old grandpa, wrinkled skin with a plain facial look. His neck was tied with an iron necklace, signifying that he was a slave.
Staring at the faces of the four of them from within the fence of the house, he was surprised with his mouth wide flabbergasted. With a swift he suddenly ran towards the gate, shouting happily.
"Mr Danilo...! thank goodness. I'm so worried about you." Shouted the old man, ran after opening the gate and then prostrated while kissing Danilo's shoes.
The cynical look was shown by Misha, after seeing the action of the old man who thought it was an insult to human dignity.
"Hei-hei— already, there's no need to be like that, stand up.." reprimanded Danilo in panic, shrugging the old man's shoulders with half a glance looking at Misha's annoyed face.
"But sir, I'm impolite if I don't see—" his words were cut off, as Danilo's palm clogged his words.
"Let's go. Mending we'll just go in, yeah..." Take Danilo, Distract with a nervous expression.
...Ouch...! the actions of this old geezer must have irritated him.......
...He must have thought that I often treated them badly....
...Anyway, I have to find an excuse....
...Hah~...
...Danilo said in his mind, feeling troubled by the actions of the old man's servant just now....
Shortly after the old servant stood up from his prostration, his eyes immediately curious about the side of his master's arm covered with a red cloth, about to ask, but it was not nice to his old man who had just arrived from the disappearance of him for two weeks.
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Finally without any length again, they went into the big house that luxurious.
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Clean floor with smooth marble beams, illuminated by bright white light inside glass container, hanging with beautiful motifs. In front of them was a staircase leading up, connected to the second floor and so on.
Misha and Ilyasa, except for Sebas, gazed in amazement at the room, and asked Danilo, "A room of this size?"
"Hmm~ there are only about five people my master, me and my four servants." Danilo, with his smile.
"Filya, Mertha...! come here, we have guests." Shouted Danilo, calling his servants who were upstairs.
"Huh? keep your family...? where's your wife or kids?" Throw a surprise question Misha, who instantly pierced Danilo's inner.
"Hehe~ if it's.. I don't have it." Danilo said, looking down with a shy face.
"Oh you're a bachelor yah~" said Misha, looking down at Danilo.
Hearing the words just now Danilo felt very embarrassed, because he was old but did not have a life partner.
...Well~ I don't think it's a problem......
...It's natural for a witch as crazy as you....
...Haha~ I used to be like you....
...Said Misha, who laughed in her heart....
Shortly thereafter, two servants came to them, a beautiful young girl a handsome young man, like two mismatched couples.
"What's the matter, my lord?" Said the maid girl with her innocent face.
"It's not what— means, bring a banquet for our guests." The orders of Danilo, who almost scolded the servant.
"Okay sir!" Reply to the two servants with a simultaneous speech.
Danilo then turned to Ilyasa, then called back the male servant.
"Mertha, get this kid in the bathroom, help him clean himself up." Danilo orders, then holds Ilyasa's shoulder and pushes slowly towards Mertha the servant.
"Well sir... uh, who is this?" Mertha answered and asked again with a surprised face.
"Not much to ask, I'll explain..." Danilo grinned with a forced smile, as if infuriated by the behavior of his servants.
"Good sir." Mertha said, then took Ilyasa away to the bathhouse.
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"Sir...May I continue to work?" Asked the old man, with his back bent.
"Yes, please continue, if you are tired, do not forget to rest." Danilo ended with a friendly smile.
...Your attitude today looks better than usual......
...Said the old geezer in his mind, feeling puzzled by the change of his master....
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Misha and Sebas were led to the sofa, sitting on it with a comfortable softness.
"Danilo. I want to ask you," said Misha, with a look of seriousness.
"Is that my master...?"
"About that day, in an abandoned facility room." Reply Misha, eyes narrowed and eyebrows bent.
Hearing this, Danilo was unable to recall the events he experienced. The fear that was smeared by the decision that night, made his entire body tremble.
"What do you see...? and why are your hands so big?"
"The question made Danilo swallow his saliva, the horror at that moment continued to loom in his mind. Not daring to tell everything, but inevitably he must explain.
Beginning with Danilo's nervous sentence saying, "Sa– when.... at that time.... You seem to be absorbing mana energy, I've warned that it is very dangerous, but— but..." His words were shrouded in doubt, he did not dare to look into Misha's stressful eyes.
"Danilo." Pinta Misha, pointing at her own face.
He slowly raised his face, then saw a smile on the prince's face. Then in a soft voice Misha said, "Actually what are you afraid of me...?"
With a widened face, Danilo replied, "Eh– is not... not—"
His words suddenly came to a halt, as the sound of Filya's footsteps approached them. By bringing some warm tea and cakes that look good on a glass dish, the waiter then put it on a glass table without knowing what the atmosphere is going on in that place.
"It's gentlemen.please enjoy." Filya said with a warm smile, then stood beside them.
Instantly the atmosphere again subsided, their conversation went silent for a moment. Then with anger Danilo looked at the face of Filya the servant girl, as if instructing himself to leave immediately and do not eavesdrop on their conversation. Understanding the situation that Danilo was given, the innocent girl suddenly left as quickly as possible from there.
"What the fuck is Danilo's face, are you still so arrogant?" Misha said, staring at the wall when she saw Danilo's expression just now.
As quickly as possible fixed his angry gaze, then re-attached a frightened face with cold sweat that continuously flowed in his skin pores.
Prince Misha and Danilo's relationship was not as good as that of Sebas. For Misha, Danilo is just a chess pawn that still needs to be sharpened. His loyalty, trust and submission still need to be ensured by Prince Misha.
...Danilo......
...I'm now assessing whether you deserve to rise to be one of the higher-ups in my chess piece....
...Cross-mind Misha, gazing doubtfully at Danilo who was overwhelmed with fear....
Illustration of a black bubble swallowing Danilo's hand. A collection of anti-matter particles that devour everything, like the suction of a black hole that roams throughout the universe.
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