The Indomitable Martial King Chapter 83

It was a slightly grating voice. Siris answered calmly.

“Yes, Mr. Leffenhardt.”

“You’re the problem too.”

Siris tilted her head slightly. Reppenhardt continued as if admonishing.

“Why can’t you speak? “You are not a slave!”

Siris closed her mouth. Her complexion becomes cold and hard. Leffenhardt pounded her chest in frustration.

“I mean, speak clearly. “I am not a slave, I am a free elf!”

“… … .”

There was silence. Siris just bowed her head in silence. Reppenhardt shakes her head with an expression of complete incomprehension. At that moment, Siris’s eyes opened sharply.

“really… … .”

She lifted her chin and looked up at Reppenhardt, a twinkle in her eye. Reppenhardt flinches at her sudden change in attitude. She asked in a cold voice.

“Am I not a slave?”

I don’t know why you’re asking that question. Reppenhardt asked back with an astonished look on his face.

“No, when have I ever treated you like a slave?”

It certainly has never been like that. The attitude that Reppenhardt has shown so far has never been that of treating slaves. Siris also acknowledged it.

She answered in a cold voice.

“no.”

“Then when have I ever acted without asking your opinion?”

“There is none.”

“Then why do you keep putting yourself down!”

Reppenhardt is screaming with an expression on his face that he is about to die of frustration. Siris answered softly.

“But Mr. Reppenhardt never once said that I was not a slave… … .”

“huh… … ?”

I realized it at that moment. He dealt with Siris sincerely. He always asked her what she wanted, and always made requests, not orders. He demonstrated his will by sufficient action. So he didn’t realize it. He said he had never said those words ‘out loud’.

“Tsk… … .”

Clicking his tongue, Reppenhardt shook his head. He was reminded of how dull he had been. With an awkward expression on his face, Reppenhardt slowly opened his mouth.

“If you want, tell me clearly.”

I don’t know why, but I think I’ll do it if she wants.

“You are not a slave. You and I are equal. “You are a free elf.”

But Siris did not lose his anger at all. If anything, she seemed even angrier. She raised her eyes.

“I’m not a slave?”

“Yes, you are not a slave.”

In response to Repenhardt’s soothing answer, Siris bit her lip. Trying to suppress her rising emotions, she opened her mouth.

“i know. That you don’t treat elves as slaves. You really treat both elves and dwarves like humans. “I know that well.”

“Well, but why… … .”

Confused, Repenhardt looked at Siris. She lifted her head so that her platinum feet shook.

“I don’t know. What on earth is the problem? … But I understand one thing.”

Siris spoke clearly, looking directly at Reppenhardt with clear eyes.

“… … you are… … .”

For a moment, my heart was pounding.

“… … “You’re not looking at me.”

A feeling I swore I would never express. Without realizing it, those feelings became language and moved her tongue.

“Just seeing someone else through me… … .”

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Reppenhardt was frozen in place like a stone statue.

“uh… … .”

For a moment, I didn’t understand what Siris was saying. She couldn’t figure out why she was talking like that.

But even in the midst of all this, there was a voice in the corner of my mind talking to me independently of the owner’s will.

‘Did I really look at her?’

Was he really looking at that delicate elf girl right now? She looked at her with affectionate eyes, as if she was treating her in her memories as she pleased, but could it really be said that this was her affection for Siris?

My whole body lost all strength. Her head felt dizzy. Complex thoughts flew through my gray-white brain. Siris’ voice was heard.

“But it didn’t matter. Because I’m a slave anyway. “If you think about it that way, there was no problem.”

Her voice can be heard from far away. Reppenhardt’s legs were shaking.

“But if you’re going to do that, please treat me like a slave.”

I thought I had saved Siris. He felt proud of himself for having saved her from her unfortunate fate.

It was a terrible illusion. Leffenhardt never saved her. All he saved was Siris from her previous life. In this era, he was just a human who bought an elf slave for money.

“Please don’t mean it like that.”

I thought about it from Siris’s perspective. A situation where a man you don’t know at all buys you with money, treats you kindly, showers you with affection, and tells you that you are not a slave… … .

I got goosebumps.

“… … “I can’t receive sincerity that isn’t mine.”

Siris, who finally vented her feelings, bowed her head for a moment with a look of regret and then turned away. Leffenhardt could not follow her.

Hwii… … .

A dry sand wind blows over the desert. The camels blink, sit down and start muttering something. Reppenhardt stood as hard as a stone.

How much time has passed?

My tangled thoughts began to calm down. Yes, there was nothing wrong with what she said.

She wasn’t wrong at all.

It was I who was wrong.

‘Right… … .’

Leffenhardt closed his eyes.

I decided. It was a decision he never wanted to make, and even though he felt afraid of what would happen because of it, he did not regret this decision. Because this was the only apology he could give her.

Repenhardt approached Siris. And he called her name.

“Siris.”

She didn’t move. She stammered before he opened his mouth.

“You are free. “Nothing now binds your actions.”

She raised her head slightly.

“Nothing binds your actions now.”

Weakly lift your head and look up at yourself. He looked like he didn’t know why he was telling this story again. Leffenhardt sighed.

“It has a different meaning than before. It means that it is your will to stay by my side and to leave me. Do whatever you want. “If that is your will, I will fully respect it.”

Siris widened her eyes. Leffenhardt pursed his lips.

“If it were any other place, these words would have been nothing more than pretense… … .”

The continent is already dominated by humans, and there is no place for elves who have been abandoned by their owners to rest. Even if something like this were said to Siris elsewhere, realistically she would not be able to live without Leppenhardt.

“But this is your hometown, this is where your family is.”

The story is different here. As long as she confirmed that the Danheim clan was alive and well, she could return to her family at any time. There is definitely a place for her to stay.

“Do whatever you want. Siris, no, Serendi el Arelpiana.”

Siris looked up in surprise at Reppenhardt, the young man who was no longer her master. The intense light in both eyes was sincere.

“Are you telling me to leave you?”

“no.”

She frowned slightly. The voice continued.

“I want you to stay by my side.”

It was difficult to understand. She makes a puzzled expression. Repenhardt smiled bitterly.

“I understand why you feel that way. “I can’t explain the situation, but I can fully understand.”

There’s no way they’ll believe me if I say something like I’m talking in my sleep about going back in time. Even the dwarves who could hear the voice of truth, Marceline, who was the wisest among them, could not believe him until he showed evidence. He could endure being abandoned by someone he loved, but he did not have the confidence to endure being treated like a crazy person and despised.

All he can do now is just sincerely… … .

“There is nothing to bind you now. “I’m just pleading.”

All I can do is look straight at this delicate girl who clearly exists before my eyes, not as a memory.

“I hope you will continue to be with me in the future.”

Siris looked up at Reppenhardt with blank eyes.

My heart was pounding.

An unknown pain flowed from a corner of my chest.

I was sure.

This man was now looking only at himself and speaking only to himself. Unlike before, he turned towards himself, a girl who had not yet matured.

After hesitating, Siris quietly answered.

“… … “Please give me time to think.”

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Shaylene was watching the situation in silence. Any doubts or fears he had felt about Leffenhardt at first were long gone. Looking at their appearance, I was convinced that the large human did not really think of the elves as slaves.

Suddenly Leffenhardt trudged up to her. It was a gait that seemed very lethargic. It was surprising that a man of that size and muscles could walk so weakly. I can painfully feel how heartbroken this young man is.

Repenhardt asked, looking back and forth between Shaylen and the two elf children.

“Can we go back to the village?”

“Oh, if you could just lend me a camel…” … .”

Reppenhardt shook his head with a wry smile.

“It’s not ours anyway, so there’s no reason to get permission. “You can take it all if you want.”

At that moment, Shaylene’s eyes lit up.

The ten camels brought by the slave hunters were still pacing around them, looking leisurely. For the Danheim clan, who lived hard in the harsh desert, ten camels were a huge asset. In addition, the camel’s saddle was full of water and food brought by slave hunters. You couldn’t blame Shaylene for her greedy eyes, which were uncharacteristic of an elf.

“I’m grateful that you saved me, but to this extent… … .”

That was when she stuttered with emotion. Leffenhardt asked with difficulty.

“It’s not necessarily like that… … “Can you please help me meet her family?”

He was pointing at Siris, who was a little distance away with an indifferent expression. Shaylene looked at her sister with renewed curiosity. How was that child able to meet someone who thought this much?

Perhaps reading her eyes as a sign of warning, Reppenhardt hurriedly spoke.

“She is not my slave. It was like that in the past, and it still is like that now. “There will be no need to inform humans of the location of the village.”

Of course, Shaylene had already made up her mind to take Siris to her clan. Having observed the situation up to this point, it is impossible to believe that Repenhardt or Siris would harm them. It’s just a useless worry.

Now that I think about it, it suddenly occurred to me that I myself was excluded from Reppenhardt’s request.

“you… … , Shouldn’t we wait for that child?”