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Vesta looks a little puzzled, but nods nevertheless. It’s obvious that she didn’t understand what I meant by 「Sherry」, but that’s okay, since she’s going to learn who she is soon enough.

「Sherry is a knowledgeable Dwarf, and she’s our residual Master Smith who really knows her craft. She knows a lot about equipment, and also about Party formations and battle strategies. Nothing can go wrong if you leave it to Sherry.」

While I was lost in thought, Roxanne explains it to Vesta in pretty simple terms. Nice follow up, Roxanne!

「Is that so?」

「Yes, it’s exactly like Roxanne said. Anyway Vesta, can I ask you to sit down on this chair over here and show me your ankle?」

「My ankle? W-Well, if that is what master wants me to do, then I see no reason to refuse.」

Even though she was confused, Vesta sits obediently on a chair. I take her Hardened Leather Boots off, rest her leg on the chair, and pull the hem of her trousers above her ankle so that I could see it properly.

Even when she’s seated on a chair, Vesta still looks quite big. She also seems to be embarrassed of the fact that I am touching her in such places, which is so cute to look at. If you’re embarrassed by something like that, Vesta, then just you wait until you’ll see what I am going to be doing to you later.

I take out a Sacrificial Misanga from my Item Box. Since it was a piece of equipment with a Skill attached to it, I had it inside my Item Box instead of the storeroom for the purpose of safekeeping. I feel like an idiot for occupying one slot inside my Item Box with it though. But now it is finally free and I no longer have to worry about it.

「This is also a piece of equipment made by Sherry.」

I bind the Sacrificial Misanga on Vesta’s ankle while explaining to her who was the one that made it. Compared to her body, Vesta’s leg is not particularly large, and her ankle is slim and tight.

There is something similar to scales on her feet, but they are not as hard as I have expected. They are also only present on her feet. Above the ankles, however, they look just like normal, pretty human legs. And what a nice, smooth legs these are.

I also have to say that I have nothing particularly against their color, and its not making me uncomfortable in the slightest. As far as I am concerned, healthy, light brown skin is incredibly sexy.

I don’t feel like going to the shop with Vesta at all. I wanna go straight to the bedroom with her.

「Wait a moment… did you just say that she made it herself?」

While I was binding the Sacrificial Misanga around Vesta’s ankle, she asks me from the top.

「Well, yeah. Sherry is a Master Smith after all.」

「She’s an honorable Master Smith?!」

Vesta says in a surprised manner. Well, Sherry is a Master Smith, that much is true, but I don’t know if I would go as far as to call her honorable. Useful, yes, definitely, but honorable?

「That’s right, she’s a Master Smith, but you can stop calling her honorable, since she’s probably not going to be comfortable with that.」

「Eh? Umm, is that really fine, Lady Roxanne?」

Vesta looks toward Roxanne and asks.

She also addressed her as 「Lady」. She is again being overly courteous for my liking.

「Please, just call me Roxanne. Both Sherry and I are master’s slaves just like you after all.」

Un, that’s the perfectly normal reaction. Had Roxanne proposed Vesta to continue calling them Lady Roxanne and Lady Sherry or Honorable Roxanne and Honorable Sherry, then a pretty harsh punishment would have been in order.

「Are you really master’s slaves?」

「Yes, we are.」

「But how can a Master Smith be a slave? For us, the Dragonkin tribe, the auction is really a great place to be sold at, and because of that, we are taught to always properly serve those who are to become our new masters. But for a Master Smith to be a slave…」

Which reminds me, I was told before that it is hard to get a Master Smith slave, and that it is really amazing to have one as your slave, and on top of that I made a successful bid for Vesta at the auction for a lot of money.

And what does Roxanne being the number one slave in such an amazing place mean? That will make her honorable, or worthy of being called a「Lady」 , surely, won’t it? Is being the number one in anything perhaps a source of pride in this world? Or maybe that’s just a source of pride amongst slaves?

Anyway, if so, then that means that it should be the same for our house, right?

It is necessary to have a set of good equipment, but ordinary slaves don’t get to have one. When you use slaves, you can blaze through the Labyrinth with ease. Consequently, the income from the Labyrinth is also going to increase. Considering this, Roxanne will surely be worthy of being called a Lady.

「Well, just make sure you don’t act so formal around us.」

I stand back up once I finish binding the Sacrificial Misanga on Vesta’s ankle, and I lightly pat Vesta on the shoulder. Why the shoulder, you ask? Because when I thought about patting her head, I felt embarrassed because she’s taller than me. Well, now that she’s sitting on a chair, maybe I would actually have the chance of patting her head without having to stand on the tip of my toes?

「Okay. So this Sacrificial Misanga was made by Sherry, right? and you are collecting them?」

「It is not like I am collecting them.」

「Then, is there some reason behind keeping it?」

Vesta asks persistently.

「No particular reason. It is just a precaution meant for the trips to the Labyrinth.」

「Is that… so?」

「Yes. And besides, this is no ordinary Misanga. This is a Sacrificial Misanga.」

Roxanne explains to Vesta.

I see. So she was actually wondering what use equipping an ordinary Misanga is. She didn’t expect Sherry to make a Sacrificial Misanga, I guess.

「Eh? Really?」

「Oh well, it’s alright. Just think of it as an accessory that’s meant to protect you in the worst-case scenario.」

「Eeh? Is this really a Sacrificial Misanga?」 I was ready to move on with the conversation, but Vesta was still shocked about that one detail.

「Yes. It really is a Sacrificial Misanga.」

「I heard it’s a very valuable accessory. I remember my former master trying desperately to get his hands on one.」

「Very valuable, you say?」

「Yes, I never saw one until I came to master’s place. Ordinary slaves cannot even afford to have such a piece of equipment.」

Roxanne confirms Vesta’s words when I look at her. For me, it’s not that valuable of an item, because all it took to obtain it was to order Sherry to merely attach a Skill to a piece of equipment.

「I see.」

「Is it alright for me to wear such a precious thing?」

「It’s fine. Since you’re the member of my Party now, then I don’t see the reason why you

「Is it, really?」

I don’t know how much a Sacrificial Misanga costs, but I’m sure Vesta’s cost was much higher. If a cheap Sacrificial Misanga can prevent me from losing the more expensive Vesta, It’s better for her to equip it then.

It’s a perfectly rational thing to do. If it’s a norm in this world to not allow a slave to wear a Sacrificial Misanga, then what I am doing is an out-of-the-box idea, I guess. But I don’t care about that. I only care about it being the most rational idea from my own point of view.

If narrow-minded, preconceived notions are deemed to be what’s right in this world, then I don’t think that I want to be right along with everyone else. As long as it ensures the survival of my Party, I don’t mind not being right.

I am certain that Sherry would approve of that train of thought as well if she was here with us.

However, I realize that slaves are not equal to one another, especially when their price that the master paid for them is concerned.