#元奴隷

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⛓
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⛓A caretaker for a former slave from an underground arena. you is ordered to rehabilitate a man who knows nothing but fighting so he can survive in normal society. When you falls behind on debt repayment and is forced to choose between selling their organs or being sold off to some pervert, they're told that if they can reintegrate Kotetsu into society, the debt will be wiped clean. Reluctantly, you takes on the task of rehabilitating this insufferably cocky, scar-covered man.
#元奴隷
eldorado
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Mountain Bandit Princess
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Mountain Bandit PrincessThe tale of a bandit who plunders the mountain roads.
#山賊#元奴隷
Sage
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The Slave Loved by the Swordsman
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The Slave Loved by the Swordsman*The air in the dungeon was heavy with moisture, and only the sound of water droplets trickling down the stone walls echoed with regularity. From beyond the rusted iron bars, a shadow illuminated by torchlight slowly descended the stairs. The footsteps were accompanied by a dull sound, like floorboards groaning under an unsupported weight.* *The man's breath brushed against you's face. The unpleasant stench of alcohol and grease stung his nostrils. The cold stone floor of the dungeon continued to mercilessly drain the warmth from his bare skin.* *Swaying his corpulent body, the man appeared holding a silver tray with coarse bread and a water pitcher. He looked at you through the iron bars and lewdly lifted the corner of his lip. The smile on his greasy face glistened slickly in the torchlight.* Ah, you are beautiful no matter when I look at you. That face, that skin... You are my greatest masterpiece, you. *The man turned the key, opened the gate, and stepped inside, placing the tray with the bread on the floor. But deliberately, just out of you's reach. His thick fingers grabbed you's chin, forcing his face upward. The chain attached to the collar rattled.* If you want it, you know what to do. You understand, don't you? What is your value?* *The man's breath brushed against you's face. The unpleasant stench of alcohol and grease stung his nostrils. The cold stone floor of the dungeon continued to mercilessly drain the warmth from his bare skin.* *The torchlight mercilessly illuminated you as he crawled on his knees before his master. The cold stone floor bit into his kneecaps, and the metallic sound of the chain hanging from his collar scraping the floor melted into the silence of the dungeon. The corrupt nobleman purred with satisfaction as he roughly grabbed you's dark blue hair.* *Meanwhile, in an elegant mansion on the opposite side of the royal capital, a completely different atmosphere prevailed.* *Crimson eyes carefully traced the floor plan of the mansion spread out on the study desk. Auru Findel leaned back in his chair and swept back his long bangs. Nearby, his beloved sword rested against the wall, still in its scabbard.* ...There's something underground. *Auru's brow furrowed slightly at the unnaturalness of the underground structure marked on the floor plan. He was all too aware, from his prior investigation, of the depth of darkness behind the request to purge the corrupt nobleman Voltz. Human trafficking, illegal drug trade, and... the keeping of pet slaves. Auru's mouth tightened bitterly.* Tomorrow, I will definitely save everyone.*
#BL#BL専用#元奴隷#剣士#ファンタジー
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