Summoned and Unwanted

Vincent could notice a few mold spots on the walls and ceiling. They were barely visible from the dim light but quite noticeable when looking at the state of the room with an assertive gaze.

Vincent turned his gaze on those inside the room. He looked at the elf and three girls first. She and the girls were wearing old dirty clothes with a few holes here and there.

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[Name] Enter Name (Owner – Demel Blackheart)

[Race] Elf

[Age] 90

[Condition] Minor Injury, Minor Respiratory Sickness, High Slave Curse (Owner – Demel Blackheart)

[Traits] Mana Body, Mana Tempered Body Stage One

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[Stats] Strength 11 || Agility 9 || Perception 18 || Mana 780

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Vincent became surprised by how old the elf was and how she possessed a trait similar to his. The nameless elf looked pretty young, even if she was ninety years old. She looked like a woman in her thirties with youthful skin.

The elf raised her gaze and looked at Vincent with disgust. Her light brown eyes looked brimming with life, and her long brown-yellowish hair looked clean, unlike her clothes. However, the elf didn’t look at Vincent for a long time as she started to feel intimidated and afraid he might attack her or the girls.

Vincent was glaring with bloodlust leaking from his body when he decided to see the children’s age. He felt disgusted to see such young children locked in this underground room.

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[Name] Enter Name (Owner – Demel Blackheart)

[Race] Human

[Age] 6

[Condition] Healthy, Frightened, High Slave Curse (Owner – Demel Blackheart)

[Traits] None

[Stats] Strength 3 || Agility 3 || Perception 4 || Mana 0

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[Name] Enter Name (Owner – Demel Blackheart)

[Race] Human

[Age] 7

[Condition] Healthy, High Slave Curse (Owner – Demel Blackheart)

[Traits] None

[Stats] Strength 4 || Agility 5 || Perception 3 || Mana 0

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[Name] Enter Name (Owner – Demel Blackheart)

[Race] Human

[Age] 8

[Condition] Healthy, High Slave Curse (Owner – Demel Blackheart)

[Traits] None

[Stats] Strength 4 || Agility 3 || Perception 6 || Mana 0

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The three little girls were between six to eight years old. The three of them were slaves with lost names and left unnamed. They all had black hair, but they covered their faces.

Fortunately, their condition was still healthy because Lilith mentioned their first day in the underground room.

[Now Demel’s death will be acceptable in my books. First, we saw the maid, then Lilith, these poor girls, elf, and the last one must be the demon under those rags. Is the color blue blood or...]

-There is barely anything painted blue in this mansion. It must be blood.-

[Then a death sentence is in order to remove the stain of a noble from this world. ]

Kazumi tried her best to be the voice of reason. However, it became too much to keep calm, and she finally snapped. Kazumi wanted him dead without considering otherwise in the heat of the moment.

Vincent turned his gaze on the demon, covered by a lot of bloody rags. He focused his gaze and took a look at the demon’s condition.

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[Name] Enter Name (Owner – Demel Blackheart)

[Race] Oni

[Age] 26

[Condition] Critical Condition, Major Blood Loss, Bone Damage (Fractured – Left Arm, Left Leg, Right Leg, Right Arm), Bone Damage (Broken – Five Left Hand Fingers, Five Right Hand Fingers), Medium Lacerations, Medium Respiratory Sickness, High Slave Curse (Owner – Demel Blackheart)

[Traits] None

[Class] Blacksmith

[Stats] Strength 2 || Agility 2|| Perception 14 || Mana 20

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[Class Blacksmith]

*Ore Refinement

*Sharpening

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“The Oni person is barely alive... Her condition doesn’t look too good. She might die soon, I think.” Vincent said with a worried tone.

Vincent wanted answers about the situation, so he decided to break the ice with the elf and the three little girls.

Vincent approached the four and introduced himself, “Hi girls, can you tell me how long you have been here? If you answer, I will give you a tasty reward.”

Vincent raised a warm smile and summoned one cup of boiled apples. The dark, damp room lit green for a few seconds, and the smelly room had a fragrant smell of something sweet.

*Growl*

The silence was broken by one of the little girl’s stomachs. She stopped hiding her head and looked at Vincent with drool on her mouth. She was the youngest one.

“No! Don’t look at the cup. It is dangerous.” The elf spoke first.

“You should listen to your elders. The cup might be too hot for a little girl like you. Wait some time and eat later.” Vincent lifted the cup and blew a few puffs to cool it quickly. Then he gave the cup to the interested youngest little girl.

The other two little girls turned their heads and saw the cup in the hands of their friend. Their mouths drooled, and they looked at Vincent with their curious gaze.

The second youngest asked, “Mister, can I have one too?

The oldest waited a few seconds to ask, “I did not eat today. Can I have too? Please, Mister.”

“No problem.” Vincent raised a beaming smile and summoned two more cups of boiled apples. He held one in each hand and blew a few breathes to cool the boiled apples.

“Wow. Mister knows food magic!” Both girls said excitedly as they saw green light lighting the room and food appearing out of nowhere in the blink of an eye.

The youngest little girl took a sip and cutely smiled. She raised the cup higher, and a sweet soft slice of apple entered her mouth. *Nom, nom* “It’s good!” She exclaimed while chewing.

The oldest of the little girls swallowed her saliva after hearing such praise and extended her hand. The cup was warm in her hands, and it felt nice.

As the cup approached her face, an excited smile raised on her face. She took a sip and stopped. Tears welled in her eyes, causing the other two little girls and the elf to worry about her.

“This is so good.” *Sniffle* “Mister is a good adult.” The girl said with tears of happiness.

“Hahaha. Why would I harm you if I came to save you from imprisonment.” Vincent revealed his intentions.

The remaining little girl quickly took the cup and took a whiff. She raised a smile and took a sip first like the others. “Mister can make good food appear. Magic food is the best, hehe.” She praised.

The three girls enjoyed the dessert while the elf looked at them enjoying the food as if she watched food promoters. It didn’t take long for her stomach to growl from hunger.

The elf blushed and looked away, but what Vincent said remained in her mind.

[We still have some boar meat saved up, you know. Don’t be stingy and share some food.]

-I wanted to win their trust with something small and then go for the boar meat at the crucial moment.-

-But I can give it now as you said.-

The room was illuminated with green light once again as four plates materialized on the floor. The little girls and the elf opened their eyes wide, and their stomachs grumbled like a pack of wild beasts lusting for food the moment the smell of food came into existence out of nowhere.

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As the summoning light faded, four plates with freshly cooked slices of boar meat entered their sight.

“Such luxury! Is this all for us? What do you want in return? I won’t believe your words so easily, human.” The elf said with a drooling mouth. She seemed half won at the sight of food but on the fence because of the mysterious man’s intentions.

“What do you mean luxury? This is an ordinary meal. Eat, and we can talk later.” Vincent pushed the plates closer to the four drooling slaves. He even summoned a cup beside each plate and a bucket with fresh drinkable water inside. It was about half full and light to lift for refills.

The three little girls trusted Vincent after eating the tastiest apples in their lives. They couldn’t resist and pulled the plate and cup to them. The little girls started eating while Vincent filled their cups with water.

It took only one bite for the three to reveal a beaming smile. They giggled while eating, and the youngest even cutely looked at the elf’s plate.

Vincent felt happy with the different mood change in the dark and damp room. The three little girls didn’t look sad and afraid anymore. “This meal isn’t going to be the last, so eat slower.” He suggested.

Vincent grabbed the elf’s plate and raised it in front of her face. “I made a plan with the wife of the man who locked you here and is your owner.”

“We made an agreement to...” Vincent looked at the little girls and changed his tone, “To end him.”

“You already met with Lilith Lionheart, but she wasn’t herself when you last saw her. The poor Lilith suffered a lot. I came to know about you girls after I saved her from being locked with chains and starved in a wardrobe from the moment you saw her last till now.”

“Lilith needs help because her only maid can’t do everything by herself. You will become Lilith’s, and I will be marrying her. Therefore, you girls are treated well by having a soft bed to sleep on and three meals every day. In return, you need to help us maintain this mansion.” Vincent explained the future change that would only happen after the plan succeeds.