Became a Villain in Romance Fantasy

12-slave trader Babel

“Young, my lord… Is there anything that makes you happy?”

“Anything nice?”

Ever since I returned to the mansion, Alice and Sebastian have been keeping an eye on me.

It was understandable that the vicious lord was laughing all day at what he liked.

Are you happy?

Thanks to Angelica and Lucia’s diligent appeal to the Pope, they received every penny of their remuneration.

With this, I have paid off all of my debts, which have been my biggest problem as of now.

Although he did not achieve his goal of making a lot of money by taking control of the city, he had enough money from the casino and the treasures he had collected while touring the city before the knights arrived.

Magic swordsman Basteon, who still seemed to have potential for growth, was sent to training.

Originally, I planned to keep them nearby and teach them one by one. But Basteon himself didn’t really want to be here, and I didn’t want to feel like I was carrying a time bomb.

‘I’m a genius so I don’t have to do this type of training.’

He was basically a genius. That’s why he ordered training to develop basic physical strength all day long, but I thought he might have been dissatisfied with it and left.

When he leaves instead. I accepted the promise that he would help me unconditionally when I wanted it. Since the guy who regards combat as sacred had learned my skills, I didn’t think he would break his promise.

He was the guy who followed mescaline because there was no way to find a strong man.

Though they were villains who were annoying to such a guy. I sent them out, informing them of the locations of the strong players who were too ambiguous for me to step out and catch them.

Either Basteon develops a talent to catch the demon king, or he dies while dealing with the annoying guys. Neither of the two would have been a particularly profitable business.

‘It would be convenient to think of Samsoong stock.’

I don’t want something big, but it felt like buying a stock with the hope that it will rise someday.

So you’re happy?

Good or bad.

If Angelica uses her achievements in subduing Mescaline as an excuse, and she builds relationships with other original characters, the story will flow differently from the original.

Since Lucia is a saint, she should take care of it. She is no longer my concern.

There was nothing left to do. Like a college assignment, this guy’s clean-up, which the harder he worked, was finally over.

Then, all you have to do is rule the territory in a small way and marry a young lady of roughly the same family.

It would be best to live like a normal lord while getting rid of bad reputation.

“Sebastian.”

“Yes?”

“Please recruit servants and recruit additional knights.”

“Even if you say servants, are you talking about knights?”

“There’s a reason for everything.”

“Yes.”

Sebastian showed a puzzled expression, but he left the office without saying a word.

Since Sebastian was only seen as a minor supporting character in the original film, I didn’t know much about him.

Nevertheless, seeing the constant work for me, I now feel a sense of affection.

The employee is working alone, Alice. It was something that would need to be supplemented someday.

Managing this vast mansion by himself, and having all other tasks done by one person?

This was the job of a bad boss who brought in a foreign worker.

‘If you think about it… Alice is a beast, and I’m a vicious lord. It’s not exactly wrong, though.’

To add to that, the reason for wanting to increase the number of knights was simple.

There was only one action to be taken in a kingdom that succeeded in subjugating Mescaline. All-out war with the Demon King’s army.

Then the countries that were in contact with the demon king will be discovered one by one, and the entire continent will quickly become a battlefield.

Of course, the Empire is no different.

‘Even in such a situation, I have to protect Yeongji and the people around me.’

However, the situation in the Duchy of the Crown was too dire for that to happen.

Despite being a duchy thanks to a mad lord who only wants to earn money through war on a fictitious day. It was pushed back in terms of overall scale compared to the counties in the neighboring town.

‘Still, the reason why the locals didn’t migrate and lived happily…Maybe it’s because of the previous duke and this guy showed up when they were young.’

There was no shortage of villagers, fertile land, and strong knights.

Perhaps if this guy’s heart was a little better. I wondered if Angelica had become a munchkin fantasy where Laplace was the main character, not Ropan.

“Mr….”

“…Young…”

“Young, lord!”

If the story had developed with Laplace as the main character, what would have happened and what would have been the ending? When dozens of stories were popping up in my head. Alice’s cry was heard.

“Uh, uh…Why?”

“Hey, I called several times…But there was no answer. I was wondering if you were sick somewhere…”

“No. Is something going on?”

“That’s… Looking for a new maid…”

Alice, who had a somewhat gloomy expression on her face, couldn’t keep her hands still and kept fiddling with them, and couldn’t get her words out easily.

“Why are you looking for a maid?”

“So, then…You don’t need me anymore. You don’t need an ugly beastman like me, but…”

‘Oh.’

Now Alice seems to have understood that she was talking about finding a servant, not looking for a supplementary person to help her, but cutting herself off and looking for a new person.

“That’s not what he said.”

“I’m not as cute as my fiancée, the princess, and I’m not as smart as the saintess. But, I still want to serve the lord…”

I roughly understood what you meant. But the saintess is smart… What are you talking about?

“So. The reason I ordered the addition of servants was because I thought managing the mansion alone would be a huge burden. It’s not that I don’t need you.”

“Ah… Ah… Ah.”

She also grabbed Alice by the shoulder, who was starting to run out of control by herself, and kindly explained her thoughts.

Then, like a photograph, Alice froze on the spot.

“I’m sorry for being such a stupid rabbit…”

Alice had a sullen expression on her face, but it wasn’t a big deal to her. She was 100 times better than not saying anything because she was scared.

“That, but alone is enough.”

“I think it will be difficult.”

“Oh, no! Alone is enough.”

“…Okay. I’ll pass it on to Sebastian.”

“Yes!”

“You can go out.”

To think he liked the situation of having to work alone. Alice thought she was normal among people with whom she could relate to some extent.

But I guess that’s not the case either. If it were me, I would have escaped long ago.

There’s nothing you can do about it if you’re really okay with it.

‘I’d rather buy a slave for the purpose of doing chores.’

It was a world where the slave trade was legally conducted under the auspices of the state. First of all, there was no reason not to consider that.

“hehehe… The lord’s maid is my own…”

While she was contemplating whether or not to buy a slave, Alice muttered something and left her room.

‘What did you say?’

**

“Young, my lord? What did you come here for today?”

While the madman Laplace went to war on a fictional day, who benefited the most? Perhaps the dukedom’s subjects would pick up the slave trader Babel.

A rich man who started as a slave and eventually rose to a slave dealer. He was the beneficiary of selling the prisoners the dukedom had captured.

“I’d like to see some slaves.”

“Ah…! You’re talking about slaves. Since you’ve never asked me to come to my company, I thought you weren’t interested in that.”

Because Babel himself was a slave, he tended to teach talent to slaves. There were a lot of people who made it that way.

‘That’s probably why this guy got ahead.”

“I want to see a good product.”

I threw a bag full of gold coins worth dozens of times the price of an ordinary slave to Babel. The guy is a staunch guy when it comes to money, so he won’t have anything to eat.

“You mean high-quality products. I think it’s better to see and choose for yourself.”

I wasn’t sure if I could find a slave capable of doing chores. Here, I thought it was just a matter of taking the most distant-looking guy among the guys Babel recommended, so I followed him.

“Isn’t our company specializing in that kind of thing again? It’s not like other merchants do it coercively. It’s just that fair transactions are made.”

That was true. He didn’t trick people into enslaving people or enslave their families. So the quality of slaves was higher than other places.

Instead, they ruthlessly sent merchants to plunder the defeated countries that had lost the war, but that was only natural in this world.

“Let’s take a look. Everyone here is a virgin (high quality).”

Somehow, it was said earlier that they were bringing them to a place where only women with smooth faces were allowed.

How did you understand my words?

Babel seemed to think I had come to purchase s*x slaves.