After listening to Mustog's stories on the outside world, a desire came in Aziel's mind, a kind of force from inside of him compelling him to go out and explore the world, a desire to reach the peak of power.
Aziel didn't notice when he stopped listening to Mustog, because all that was going through his mind currently, was a desire for power.
It was some type of force or more like magic which was telling him to get strong and with that magic he also got emotions of angriness and sadness. His eyes instinctively close up and he sees a demon race woman fall beside him which had all of her blood being sucked out of her which was forming something around him.
He opens his eyes again and he had been asleep for the whole night. Mustog already woke up before him and goes " You finally woke up... and was my story really boring enough to make you fall asleep? "
Aziel was feeling a little light headed and still couldn't shake the feeling of anger and sadness weighing in his heart. He tries to reply back to Mustog " No no, it wasn't that boring, I just felt a little light headed from all the mining. " Mustog breathes a sigh of relief and continues on with his mining.
Just like that a few days pass without anything unusual happening. He wakes up in the morning a few days later and the warden immediately calls him up, but this time not as angrily " Aziel, follow behind me. "
Aziel thought it must be someone from a noble family who had came to buy to him. But to his surprise they made a different turn and leaded to an empty room which was probably made for wardens. He was led in and was given food. Aziel was still trying to process what was happening when the warden with him spoke up " This is going to be where you sleep from now on and you'll be given food to your room but you are not to ever leave this room under any circumstances. The people who are going to come to buy you are no ordinary people, even our king would have to pay respect to them. "
Aziel was visibly happy but didn't dare to push his luck and ask the warden any questions. He sat in his room all day and slept comfortably during the night. He spent two days in the relaxing atmosphere without much thought but missed Mustog a little. On the third day, during noon, he was told to finally come out of the room and was allowed to have a bath. Aziel wasn't really sure what a bath was and what it meant, but he reluctantly followed behind some people.
He was led out of the camp to a pond with two wardens with him. Aziel stepped into the water and was extremely satisfied by the amazing feeling of being inside water. Until now he had only used water for drinking. As a slave he was given a few cups of water every few days, but now he was surrounded by water all around him.
He was splashing and jumping all around in the water and the wardens couldn't help but get a little smile on their face looking at the little child jumping around happily in water.
Aziel was having the time of his life, but the wardens had to reluctantly take him back to the camp as it was almost time for the buyers to arrive.
He's led back inside the camp inside of the room which was decorated way more than when the Lionmane family had come. The couches were lined with gold and the pillows had a majestic red colour. A bright chandelier which was just hung up took all the attention. A fully glass table was kept infront of the couches which actually seemed more sturdy than a regular table. The floor was a beautiful white marble which was shining clean.
Aziel was given a new set of clothes which was the normal slave clothes but just without any usual tears and holes. He was made stood beside the glass table and after waiting for about an hour, they arrived. Through the red curtains first entered an obnoxious looking young boy from the human race. He had red hair and was about a few years older than Aziel. He had a smug looking expression on his face and walked with pride. His skin was all fare and didn't have any cuts or bruises. He also seemed quite weak but looking at him Aziel felt like he was facing a warden at the camp.
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