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(TLN: The scene is from chapter 18 with different perspective)
Bless the fate that has gifted me with a wonderful encounter.
Another boring day comes to an end.
That’s what I thought.
It was evening, and I was sitting in my favorite window seat, drinking my favorite coffee.
It was at this moment, in the twilight while watching the setting sun, that the meeting of fate came.
“How were you going to take responsibility if someone died?”
Suddenly there is a savage voice that interrupts my supreme time.
I stood up with some annoyance that all that good coffee had gone to waste.
No, no, not good. Anger doesn’t produce anything, and I sit up to see if I can have a day like this once in a while.
“The Guildmaster would like to meet you and thank you.”
Hmm? Guildmaster? Do they want to see him? Such words reached my ears.
Speaking of the Guildmaster, he is the highest authority within the guild that controls all the guilds in this Asualev.
It is not possible to meet with the adventurers in the area due to drunkenness or other reasons.
“Let’s go, ugggghhhh!!”
Then I see a scene where the boy of the couple that was having a lover’s quarrel earlier is getting some kind of electric shock.
The boy was screaming in a voice that you wouldn’t expect to hear from a human being.
That was supposed to be used as a punishment for slaves 

.
A little curious about those two, I decided to sit back in my chair and listen with a cup of coffee in my hand.
“I pity that you got angry again. If we can help you, we will.”
When the girl says that to the receptionist, the woman’s face becomes radiant.
“Thank you. Then I’ll show you to the reception room.”
The receptionist came out from the counter and began to lead the girl to a reception room in the back.
The boy who sees it off.
I see, the slave waits outside until the master has finished her important talk.
I thought that I was very disciplined to be able to take action without saying it in words
But then the girl spun around and came back to the boy.
“What are you doing? You coming too, Rox.”
“Hey, hey, hey.”
The girl took the boy named Ragnus and disappeared directly into the reception room with the receptionist.


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This is not a normal master-slave relationship. 

?
The reply she just gave is unthinkable for a slave.
And the girl is not punishing the slave.
Despite the fact that he holds that authority.
There’s something about those two 

.
My own sixth sense is awakened and the nervous system is stimulated.
Before I knew it, my hands were shaking with delight.
Interesting 

, very interesting.
The spark of interest has been ignited and I can’t stop now.
I decided.
I’ll continue to follow those two wherever they go.
The myriad of shimmering threads they bring to me.
In order to connect them together and write them as one story.
The beginning is spun from here.
— From page 1 of the memoirs of Shketer Unus Paparazziman–