The War of the Demon Controllers
Pre-Arc Family Slave

In the corner of the city of Libbam belonging to the Kingdom of Hervarar, there was a slave family containing five family members. A father, a mother, an eldest son named Daedalus (pronounced; Daidalus), a younger brother named Tael and a younger sister who was just a teenager named Riel.

Every day they work to clean the Astal (horse cage), feed the horse and remove the dirt from what the horse has eaten. The smell of their bodies is no different from dirt, their seedy clothes can also be equated with dirty cloth that was trampled on in the early morning market, he said, but the smile that emanated from the family shone brightly like the morning sun.

Daep, Daedalus' father, spread dry grass on dozens of horses in Istal accompanied by his two sons. Daep looked at the posture of her child who had grown up, a feeling of pride mixed with sadness churned in her.

“Your body is good Daedalus, your face is also handsome, if the slave is not required to be bald, you will be as handsome as the prince of Hervarar,” Daep said solidifying the fact of obligation that all slaves should be bald, including himself, as he was, his wife and even his daughters and all slave girls. “you already have a girlfriend, eh?”

Daedalus frowned, his sister Tael chuckled softly hearing him.

“What the fuck, Dad,” said Daedalus. “with the many horses and dry grass that I have to do every day, I have no time to think about women.”

Tael, holding his dried grass, approached Daedalus. “How about Yvonne?” said Tael. Daedalus was surprised to hear this. “See you guys close?”

“Yvonne? That orphan girl?” Daep, his father, thought hard. “Yes, she's sweet, but she's dashing and a little tomboyish. You should be looking for a feminine girl like your mother, Daedalus. Feminine girls are the best!”

“True!” Aurie Daedalus' mother welcomed from the corner. He was bathing the horse accompanied by female sister Riel—s sister Daedalus—ssoap and foam covered her clothes as she appeared. “You should choose this beautiful girl like your mother, hihi.”

Tael grumbling. “What's wrong with tomboy girl! They are better than girls who have to be pampered, whiny and always difficult like Riel!”

Riel answered. “Wlee! I also don't like the ugly Tael bang!” the teenage girl scoffed at sticking out her tongue, Tael replied the same way.

“Tomboy girl or not, I don't feel interested in Yvonne, Dad, Mom.” Daedalus. “And Tael, you're Riel's big brother. It's appropriate that he trouble you.”

Tael throws the dry grass into the last stables. “Yes, yes, yes. But that means you're not interested in Yvonne, ‘kan, Bang?”

Daedealus nodded, Tael greeted him with a happy smile that he did not know meant. To be honest, the age difference between Yvonne and Tael was only one-two years, strange thoughts passed through Daedalus' head but he shook his head and threw it away.

The conversation was silent and the family continued their work for some time. Laughter and jokes filled Istal where the slave family lived and worked. However, the laughter stopped the moment someone rushed into Istal. It was Yvonne, the slave girl they had just talked about.

“Hai, Yvonne!” greet Tael.

Yvonne nodded without paying attention to Tael and started talking. “Damn, we're done. We're really done, Mr. Daep.”

Now Daedalus realized the panic was so clearly drawn on Yvonne's face. Sweat drenched his forehead and he chewed his own teeth. His eyes were sharp, but at the same time radiated fear.

Daep, Daedalus' father, laid dry grass and approached Yvonne. “Slow down, Yvonne, slow down. What's finished?”

“Seriously you guys forgot or really don't care?” yvonne Maki. The Daedalus family stared at each other and all of them did not know what was meant. “Tomorrow is the birthday of Lord Puqress! Now, just remember, yes!”

Daedalus' heart stopped for a moment, Aurie's mother clenched tightly onto Riel.

Lord Puqress, one of the influential Lords of Libbam City and the same master who held the rights over them. It was no secret that Lord Puqress was a person who treated slaves like they were animals. And it is no secret that Lord Puqress has bad and dirty habits at every birthday celebration.

In the middle of the year and also in the middle of the month, in the sky Hervarar Lord Puqress will celebrate his birthday. Simultaneously, he was happy ‘gift himself’ with two teenage virgin girls from his slave and at his birthday celebration, made all his slaves watch him launch his dirty action.

“We have to hide Riel,” said Daedalus. His family clearly heard it, but they were just staring at the spot. “Dad and Mom heard ‘kan what Yvonne said? Then wait moreover, hide Riel before it's too late.”

“All slaves gathered to the field! The whole slave gathered to the field!” The great cry of the Soldier sounded from outside. “All slaves gathered to the field or will be rewarded!”

“Sial, I have to hide my sister,” said Yvonne. Then he ran away from Astal.

Daedalus faced his mother again, but his mother did not dwell in the slightest. “What do you do? The City Warriors will check on Istal in a moment. We have to be fast.”

His mother just nodded and refused.

But what Daedalus feared finally arrived as well. The city soldiers appeared at the gate of Istal.

“Family Slave! Now also to the field!” snatch that soldier. His body was tall and his eyes narrowed looking haughty. Daedalus had not yet made his decision. Looking at him, the Soldier whipped out his white sword. “Or you will regret, slave.”

Inevitably, the slave family flocked out. They were forced to gather to the center of the field where dozens of slaves with a dozen City Warriors were waiting for them. There was already Lord Puqress who took care of two newly grown slave girls. One was the son of a slave named Lupan and the other was the younger brother of Yvonne. Relief approached Daedalus' chest because Lord Puqress' ‘hadiah’ quota had been reached.

Under the feet of Lord Puqress, having sobbed Yvonne, the gallant and courageous woman Daedalus had once known prostrated herself pleading. He had no time to hide his sister and was pleading for her freedom.

“Please, Lord Puqress, not my sister.” Yvonne licked the feet of Lord Puqress, but their fat master did not budge. He raised his head haughtily and let Yvonne be carried away by his two loyal bodyguards; rouf and Touf. They threw Yvonne into the crowd violently.

“Hello my beloved slaves!” Lord Puqress started to speak. His body was a walking fat, until even his head and neck seemed to be fused together, but not a single slave dared to utter that fact. “Be happy because of me! Cheer up for my longevity! Cheer up you guys for my birthday!”

“We rejoice when Lord is happy!” exclaim the whole slave.

“Good!” Lord Puqress continued. “Tomorrow, this age of your Lord will be even thirty years. Usually this Lord of yours will be quite satisfied with two slaves alone as a friend celebrating the birthday! But at thirty this year, your Lord pondered.” Daedalus felt bad about this. “Head two, Lord you are enough with two gifts. Doesn't it make sense that at the age of three heads, your Lord received three gifts, ‘does it? My soldiers, please choose me one more gift!”

Sure enough, Lord Puqress intends to add to his reward! Daedalus saw his mother clutching Riel. Dozens of soldiers surrounded dozens of slaves looking for a suitable gift for Lord Puqress. As the narrow-eyed soldier patrolled towards the Daedalus family, Daedalus stood in his way.

“Slave, move aside.” The Soldier's orders. Daedalus flinching, he won't let Riel get taken. The squinty soldier glanced behind Daedalus where his mother hugged Riel and he shouted. “There is one worthy gift, Lord!”

All the slaves who blocked the view of the Lord were marginalized and all the soldiers, including the Lord and his two bodyguards looked at Daedalus and the squinty Warrior, then at Riel who was on deck.

“Then bring it here! Let this Lord of yours see it up close!” Lord Puqress.

The squinty soldier approached Riel, but Daedalus moved to block his steps. Daedalus' chest wrapped in a dirty cloth hit the soldier's chest that was covered in skin protection.

“Do not touch him, find another one, please” whispered Daedalus. The squinty soldier did not care and pushed Daedalus, but Daedalus did not falter and returned the soldier's thrust back a few small steps.

“Why? What's the matter? What the slave fought back?!” Lord Puqress told his two loyal bodyguards to take a look. “Rouf, Touf, bring your Lord's gifts here!”

Rouf and Touf moved. The iron armor rattled, the deep and sharp eyes and the great sword they carried, as well as the rumors of their skill in wearing your Pomegranate Gem controlling demon— made the hearts of anyone who saw it can die of fear. Daep and Tael persuade Daedalus to step aside, but he does not care. He would fight the Demon Emperor himself if it was indeed to protect his little sister.

But Rouf and Touf did not get close to Daedalus, and the squinty soldier stopped them. “No need for Ser Rouf and Ser Touf to step in!” The soldier hit Daedalus hard, making him finally shift from where he had previously stood. “I'm Private Gallam, Private Libbam City of Hervarar Country himself who will discipline this slave!”

Daedalus felt his mouth bleed. He clasped his hands hard and rose up against. He's not backing down. He's not afraid.