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Chapter 2. Slavery

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To say that the next two days were pleasant is an understatement. We lost five of our two hundred men by the first night. They didn’t give us any food. By morning, ten people had died. I was trying to maintain order in the cage. But that was impossible. By lunchtime on the second day, minus ten. Suicides. Or maybe? And no. How to determine. There is no food. The children are crying. And you go waddling from side to side in a cart with a cage closed with a barrier that does not let sounds through. I couldn’t see it either. You won’t know where we are. I couldn’t breathe anymore. The strong ones tried to beat the cage, but it didn’t help. First the children lost consciousness, then the elderly. Then all the others. The world went dark. There’s nothing behind it.

“That earwig is still alive. Get some more, boys.

The voice was indifferent. Deep, masculine voice. Clearly bored. I started to feel the shaking. They’re carrying me. A nasty smell. The smell of death. I don’t want to wake up. Leave me in the dark. Where it’s empty. Where my favorite is. Where the wife is. Don’t drag me out into the light. A blow to the chest.

“But he’s alive. Young at all.

Hit. Hit. Leave me alone. I don’t have anything to live for. My family is gone. The sisters and their parents died on the second day of suffocation. How I hate this world.

Hit

– Yes, come to life. Fight it out.

No, I don’t want to. Let me go no matter who you are. I want to leave.

“You need it with magic. “Take off your collar. Be human.

The sound of a blow, but not at me.

“You’re sometimes an ogre-like evil boss. Okay, so I’ll try. More from the chosen reptiles.

A blow, but already on the head. Not necessary. It started to come alive. No. No. No. Light. How it burns my eyes. I want to drink. My lips are very dry. My stomach is empty. Where am I? I’m lying on the table. Cold. Iron. Wet. It’s my blood or my urine. I can’t make it out. The smells were mixed. The old dwarf leaned over me. Hunched over. Little. Skinny. I saw their images in ancient scrolls, our allies used to be. Not anymore. He’s wearing a collar. He smiles. Although what to be happy about. He is a slave. As you can see and I. He is wearing a white doctor’s coat. Nice place. Khlebnoye. Behind it are rows of flasks and beakers. I’m in the lab. Pickled heads of various creatures, humans and elves. I was scared. Although what to be afraid of. They’re all dead. But not me.

“So is this big-eared guy alive or not?” My dogs are hungry. Make up your mind Rolek the Healer

– Mr. Chief. He is alive. You Diogenes Vidoas know I’m a master of my craft.

A man is standing next to the dwarf. Man. Old. Gray-haired. In uniform. White, clean, with medals. Chief. Thinks he’s better than others. That’s how he turned up his nose. Break your jaw and pull out your teeth one at a time. Humans don’t tolerate pain. They’re screaming. That’s what my father used to say. When they started fighting against humans. But it was too late. We should have attacked when they landed. And it was necessary to sink their ships. Everyone to feed the mag beasts. I hate you all.

– Get up earwig, you will have an exciting life in our “Slave Re-education Camp”. Here you will spend a happy and joyful six months of your life.

How he lied. These were the worst months of my life. We were starved to death. Forced to learn to read and write like humans. They were taught to serve people as butlers and waiters. They checked our talents. I didn’t have any special ones. They beat me constantly, for any offense, so I became friends with the dwarf. He’s kind. I helped as much as I could. But Chief Diogenes is a beast. He fed a hundred dark elves to the dogs in my presence. I still don’t understand why. Just for fun. It’s very ingrained on me. “The eyes are painfully cheeky,” he says. But he doesn’t want to kill. “You need to be retrained.” There are many races in captivity here. All of them are wearing collars. There are no friends among the slaves, only rivals. Food was stolen, fights, violence. But I saved myself. It wasn’t easy, though. Here, after a hard day of training, I sit with others under a tree.

“We need to get out of here. You can’t live like this. Lucas, we need to get out of here.

Said my cellmate beastman Kesh with cat ears and a nice baby face. Even though he’s twenty-three. We’re not friends. But we look out for each other. You can’t survive here alone. We have a group of five slaves here.

“And how do you see it, Cash?” I’ll just walk up to the iron gate and tell you. Open up the Lord. And so they let me in. And then what? There’s nowhere to go.

“You shouldn’t be talking about Kesha like that.” He’s got a point.

The cheetah-faced man Ignat said. He can’t be more than forty. An experienced hunter. He sees it at night.

“There’s a slave show tonight. I heard from the guards, “Cash said.

Slave viewing was what they called the following. Rich ladies and gentlemen came and chose their own servants. They didn’t let us get to the status of applicants as violent ones.

“We have to kill those five, and they’ll let us in, because there aren’t enough slaves. The collection is going badly. Everyone began to resist. People are being squeezed.

“I can, but you don’t mind.

The vampire Gerard said, grinning. He’s the strongest of us all. He alone does not need food, unlike us. He was protecting us. He was our main driving force. And we, in turn, fed it with our own blood.

“Go ahead. I said. I don’t know, but I became the leader of our group. I was consulted. Maybe they think that because I’m a dark elf, I live a long time. To my objections, they said that I was lying in order to appear younger. Even the vampire recognized me as a leader. Although the scrolls in the village said that they didn’t respect anyone. So the scrolls are lying.

“I don’t mind either, even though I wasn’t asked.

Said our youngest goblin Nose. Green skin and a wart on his face. Height of one meter twenty. We keep him instead of a pet cat. It can crawl wherever it wants. He steals food for us. Useful, but stupid. Previously, he was a toy in the group of the big Gregorian Draconis. Local authority, prepare for the role of a gladiator. I wanted to make my local wife. But we recaptured the boy. Now we’re in trouble with his gang.

Having decided on this, the vampire went to the guys under another tree. Drunk, all their life force. I realized that I had had enough and came back to us.

– I did everything, when they are called to the review, they will not be able to get up. It’s done, boss.

– As soon as we get out, I’ll reward everyone.

I said, as I always do. Everyone always liked it.

“You shafki are sitting here again. Make plans, creatures.

Our enemy said. Wardrobe. A mountain of muscle. Gregorian. Three of his six werewolves were with him.

“None of your business.

“Into battle.

He shouted. There was no point in talking to them. A fight broke out. We were hopelessly losing. Although I’ve hit the ringleader in the face many times. It wasn’t served. Only having a vampire kept us from losing outright.

“You’re fighting again, my students.

A voice familiar to all of us said. We gave up the fight and lined up. Cash prayed. The werewolves whined. Everyone knew the punishment would be cruel.

“It’s good that you remember me. I thought you were forgetting about the fight here.” I love you my kids. Like these guys with me. The truth is my pets.

This man’s ugly face is the most disgusting thing I’ve ever seen. Our boss Diogenes, of course, with his dogs. One and a half meter long black dogs from the darkness itself. Always hungry with bloody mouths. And there are five of them. He got them for half a soul from the court magician Radius Magnus. Although I think he gave his whole soul. It was painfully small, and half of it wasn’t enough. But I wouldn’t argue with him. Otherwise, you’ll end up in their stomachs. According to the rumors that went around the camp, once you get there with your family, you will not meet after death. All lies. Death is always one. I know that. I was there.

“Why did you even come here?” I asked Gregorian very quietly. We were enemies, but we could talk. He’s not a bad conversationalist.

“We want to run away. So I wanted to negotiate. But you’re as sharp as ever.

– Keep quiet. A scream pierced our ears. The magic in him burned, as did the rage. – I’m the only one who can talk here. Take the stop lying down. One hundred push-ups. – We fell down and did push-ups. “Well done. And my boys will cheer you up. “The dogs started walking around us and barking, spraying us with their drool and blood that burned like acid. “What a nice smell.” Wet students. You guys are scared. They’ll buy you something, and you’ll remember me with a kind word. I know our aristocrats. They’re a bit of an entertainer. His ugly smile said he wasn’t joking.

After an hour of humiliation and insults from him, he let us continue to sit under the tree. Then he left, whistling a merry song. And that’s a good thing. At least no one was eaten.

“Then tell me what you want right away.” I said to my enemy. – We won’t take you with us.

– Let’s discuss the options. He pulled out a piece of sausage and a round loaf of bread. A bottle of dark kvass and lemonade. “It’s an advance. I’ll give you more on the outside.

“We need to discuss it.

I gathered everyone in a circle. We didn’t talk for long. Two minutes. Everyone wanted to eat.

“Agreed.” But only you. I said, taking the gifts and dividing them equally.

“They’re still spoiled. They’ll find me later. Really, guys. His gang nodded. He values no one but himself. Maybe it’s right. But I can’t do that. “So what’s the plan?”

“We must be bought as servants. On the way to the new house, our kid steals the keys, and we scurry into town. It’s still better there than here. We spent months teaching our goblin how to pick his pockets. The cache taught you. He’s smart. I said, seeing the joy on the draconian’s face. He seemed to like the plan.

“The plan is simple. But it might work. How do I enter my favorites?

“Vampire, solve the question. That kid’s probably going to the review, too. Correct. I said as menacingly as possible. It is necessary to create a view in front of the enemy. Then he gave him a small wink. We need to drop it on the way. I don’t like him, that’s all.

The job was done, and we waited for the evening.

Here they are. Ladies and gentlemen of this world. The rich creatures that keep us here like cattle. They need obedient slaves. To whom for work, to whom for pleasure. Just the sight of them makes me sick. Ladies in puffy expensive dresses lick their lips in anticipation. They have a mess in their heads. Men aren’t any better, even though we only have men in our camp. Some people need it. Ugh. Vile world, vile people. I will punish everyone for the death of my beloved.

But then time passes, and the boss convulsively passes by us.

– If you have any problems, we will help you. I said in the most affectionate voice possible. For some reason, when I say that, he doesn’t hit me.

– But here’s the trouble with me, the best sick slaves have become quite a friend. There is no one to put up, but it is necessary. The number is needed. The appearance that in their rich world everything is the same as before. Although this is not the case. As you see, there are fewer slaves every day. And it’s really hard to find good ones. He even looked sad. The dogs next to him began to whine, sensing their master’s sadness. If only he wasn’t worried that my clansmen were gone. I might feel sorry for him. The fact that there are fewer slaves means that there is no one left. Genocide of people works perfectly.

“So we can stand on the sidelines.” We’ll be good. Chief forgive us. You’re kind. “I was disgusted with myself.

“It might work.” “Diogenes came to life. The dogs barked happily. – Look punks. If you screw up, it will be the last straw. He looked around. “So you’re a dragon here, too. I made friends with them. Okay. Everyone quickly wash their face, brush their teeth and go to the square. Just keep quiet. Get your clothes from the barracks.

A strong fist hovered close to my face. The threat is not simple. There’s only one chance. You can’t live like this. I smiled my nastiest smile, and we went to the barracks where we lived.

Half an hour later, sirens wailed all over the camp. That meant only one thing. Those who are not sold should stay in barracks, and we should run to the square.

It made me laugh. Six complete scumbags, except maybe a goblin, in nice white shirts and clean white pants.

“I haven’t seen faces like that in a long time.” Cash said. – I’d buy us myself.”

“I’d buy you a house to guard,” Ignat said, laughing.

“I’d take it for food.” I would have eaten them all. Gerard said, licking his lips. Sometimes it gives me the creeps.

“And I’d take a nose to be my wife.” – Gregorian, as always, ruined the moment. I covered the boy who was shaking in fear. His psyche can no longer be restored. “I don’t say anything. I didn’t want to. We’re escape buddies now. I won’t leave you. “I didn’t believe what he said.

We ran up and stood in the rad, with the same poor devils as us. More than a hundred hungry souls. Many people greeted me and let me pass. I’m still a local authority, although I didn’t think so of myself. The square was the cleanest place in the camp. A window to the world. The vile world of humans. A world of enemies. The world of murderers. The area is about two hundred meters.

– Dear guests of our humble abode. Ladies and gentlemen. – Said my friend the dwarf healer Rolek. He has a good clear voice, so he became a crier. – Our camp has the best merchandise. He bowed. His face twisted into a tight smile. He likes it less than I do. But I have to run. I won’t last another month. The psyche is already cracking. In this wonderful “Slave Re-education Camp”.

A dark elf in the human world

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