’She is an Elf?’ Pablo never expected that.
’Yes.’ Cupid answered.
’Let’s see.’ Pablo watched the girl’s face more closely and particularly, he was looking at her ears.
’Her ears aren’t pointy though. Are you sure she is an Elf?’ Pablo asked.
’Yes. When she turns eighteen her ears will become like that.’ Cupid confirmed.
’Then how did you know she is an Elf?’
’I just know. Andre also confirms it. We Angels can see the nature of every being. Whether they are a Human, Elf, Vampires and Dragons.’ Cupid revealed.
’I see. What about Demons?’ Pablo asked.
’There is no need for that. Everyone recognizes a Demon when they see one.’
’Fair enough. Anyway, as things stand, I got myself an Elf. And the way you reacted it means it’s a good thing. Sera’s Ego sure is working well.’ Pablo’s luck was good for a while.
’Yes. It is good. Elves are good at magic. Though, you have to wait for her to turn eighteen and awaken her Ego.’
’I see. She looks fourteen years old. I have to wait four years for her.’
’You are just guessing. Ask her real age. You can’t guess an Elf’s age by looking at them.’
Pablo asked, "How old are you?"
The girl kept her eyes on the ground and answered :
Pablo could have never guessed that. The girl didn’t look like seventeen at all.
"You are not fourteen years old?" He asked.
"No." The girl replied short.
’My guess was wrong. That’s a first.’
"Were your parents Humans?" Pablo asked another question.
And this question made the girl flinch harder than ever.
"Yes. They were humans. I am a Human too. Yes. They were Humans."
’Wow. She has no clue how to lie.’
"Alright. Alright. I believe you." Pablo won’t make the girl more uncomfortable.
The girl whom Pablo believed was the youngest turned out to be false.
"What about you all? Tell me all your ages and names." Pablo asked the other slaves.
"I am seventeen years old. Just like her. And you should know that we don’t have names. There was no need for us to have names. We were grouped by numbers." The male slave replied.
And Pablo was again taken aback.
He believed the male slave to be fifteen or fourteen years old but he was seventeen as well.
Pablo never guessed wrong but he soon found the reason for that.
’It’s because of their malnourishment. They are all skinny and that made me think wrong about them. Except the Elf of course. They must age slowly as described in fiction.’
"Alright. So you all don’t have names. I will give you that later. Just tell me your age and we will leave from here."
The slaves nodded and one by one shared their ages.
"I am thirteen as well."
"So all four girls other than her, are fifteen years old. And three boys are thirteen, one of them is twelve and the main boy here is Seventeen. Alright. I will remember it."
The ten slaves nodded.
Pablo finally stood up from his knees.
The slaves remained seated though.
"It’s time for the acknowledgment. I will make it quick."
Pablo took a deep breath.
"I, Pablo Castillo, hereby acknowledge all ten of you as my slaves. You shall do what I say and you shall kill whoever I say. You shall not refuse my orders and I will make sure you people are being taken care of. You shall not ever betray me and whenever I say, all of you shall be ready to…"
Pablo peered inside the eyes of the slaves and ended his speech.
The slaves flinched. The Elf girl didn’t even dare to look at Pablo’s face.
Pablo’s acknowledgement was a little bit different than what they had in mind and Pablo’s gaze was enough to make their hairs stand.
Seeing his gaze, the eldest male slave asked himself a question.
’Did we get ourselves someone worse than that Royal?’
The boy looked at the other slaves and they were scared as well. Pablo’s acknowledgement was fine but the last part bothered them. They shall die for Pablo whenever he says that.
Nevertheless, they couldn’t just let go of the things Pablo showed them. He asked them for their permission. He respected the girls’ privacy and he also said in his acknowledgement that he would take care of them. So the slaves accepted Pablo’s acknowledgement and the next second…
All ten slaves found their chests glowing and Pablo squinted his eyes.
"So the seals are glowing. The process is finally completed, huh."
The seals glowed bright red and all the slaves just waited patiently for the light to go away.
Ten seconds passed and the light began to become dim.
And that’s when Pablo felt something.
He placed his hand on his chest.
’I am feeling some sort of connection with them. Like threads coming out of my heart and wrapping their bodies.’
’That’s the slaving process. Now you are their Master.’ Cupid explained.
’You know about this process?’
’Of course. This is the thing I hate the most here in this world so it’s only natural I know all about it.’
Pablo gave a light nod and after a few more seconds, the red light finally went away.
All ten slaves were sitting in front of Pablo and none of them were looking at him.
"Is it over?" Pablo asked.
"Yes, master." The eldest slave replied.
"That’s good then. Anyway, stand up and come behind me. All of you." Pablo gave the first order.
The ten slaves acted right away and stood behind Pablo.
Pablo watched the elf girl and she was still timid.
’I will teach her things.’ He made a mental note.
"Don’t stare like that. I will kill her." Sera gave a threat. She was just beside Pablo.
’I see. I don’t want her killing a rare Elf like that.’
Sera was glaring at the Elf girl.
Pablo gave a pleasant smile and brought his face closer to Sera.
Sera’s face turned red.
Pablo reached beside her ear and his smile vanished.
"If you ever try to lay hands on any of my slaves…"
Pablo paused and moved even closer to Sera’s ear.
"I will rip you apart so bad that even the poorest beggar will refuse to buy you as his slave even for free of cost."