Chapter 88

Chapter 88

"What's wrong? You shouldn't be too greedy, Oleg is already doing a whole lot with this offer, I'm rather surprised as he doesn't normally take this well to someone, especially a human after-" Sweet Bell began only for Olegs big meaty hand to grab her lightly encasing her in his hand.

"No speaking of that, if I want him to know about that id mention it myself my tiny friend, and as for why I took so well to him, well didn't you see his soul? Its clear his just as big boned and refined as I am inside, clearly a tragedy happened causing him to become this ugly muscled way! But a soul doesn't lie and his soul is clearly a pure fatty like I became! Fatties are good people and we shall always stand together regardless of our species!" Oleg says letting Sweet Bell go and laughing with pride getting a very annoyed look in return.

"I couldn't have said it better myself my rotund friend, sigh and yeah this slimming was a result of healing, it apparently used my bodies fat as fuel to patch me up and fix me, but with some luck in a few weeks or even a month I shall hopefully be back to my cuddly form or even a little more so." John says patting his stomach and frowning in annoyance at its firmness.

"Oh god there's now another one! Seriously Oleg how is it even when a person is thin, handsome and has some muscles your still able to either convert them to be a fatty or know they were a fatty in secret? Is it some kind of secret skill you have?" Sweet Bell couldn't help but complain making it clear this wasn't the first time something like this has happened.

"Hey, were discriminated against no matter the reality so we need to stand together, as for you my little human friend, do you by chance feel a bit better now?" Oleg asks with a small smile.

Thinking for a moment John oddly did feel better, he was still sore and upset at having lost Alice but it wasn't clouding his mind now or exist as the only thing that he could think of, it was as if he skipped through the stages of grief to acceptance.

The large hand of Oleg patting his back to get his attention and showing him a small piece of wood with various people mostly women carved onto it confused John at first before he explained.

"It was influencing you to try and erode your mentality, now that its out and you had someone touch your core soul once more you came to terms and became at peace, never forget those you have lost, find some way to always remember them, but don't let them become shackles that dictate your actions or tie you down. I've been through it and many other fatties have as well, you aren't alone my little human friend." Oleg says with a soft voice surprising Sweet Bell with how he seemed to open to John about something so personal.

"Now lets go pay for your new soldiers and get you those slaves, now I did notice your reaction but the ones sold here are of 4 categories, either criminals who got caught and this being there punishment, soldiers having lost a war and choosing this as there way out, people with extreme debt having to sell themselves and the coin earned being the owed amount and able to work it off for there new master or the final kind, those who voluntarily became slaves for personal reasons. Only the first 2 types are actually forced to some degree but not majorly so." He explains easing Johns worries a bit.

Soon after reaching the counter the sales girl, a young blonde Elf with silver eyes wearing a gold and silver battle dress seemed extremely familiar to John but once more unable to be sure why, gave John a strange look as if she knew him rather well and was confused by his actions but did her job of ringing up the purchases and to their surprise and Olegs joy gave them a discount. Collecting the statues and clockworks they lead John to a small almost hidden store where a extremely fat human greeted them, his size making Oleg seem thin in comparison, he had a white vest and black jacket tightly pulled around himself, a twirled moustache and a top hat, warmly greeting and clearly extra friendly with Oleg showing they had dealings before.

After a brief explanation on why they where there and that it was for John who was a first time customer he turned his focus to John giving him a wide smile.

"Good day my toned gentleman, my name is Peter, welcome to my humble store, it's a branch so you wont find any high class slaves here but I can guarantee each and every single one of them here is well treated and of outstanding quality, you are in luck as we recently got a whole new batch in a few days ago, follow me and pick what you would like, as its your first time ill even add a 15% discount on the final total." Peter tells him with a smile, Oleg and Sweet Bell informing him that they would be wating there and would sort the payment once he has chosen, reminding him to use the tags.

"Now each slave after being chosen will get a crest and you will get the master crest, it will keep them from trying to harm you or from running away, at any time you are free to well free them if you so choose, now well they cant harm you it doesn't mean you can harm them or be unfair towards them, I shall give you the contract terms and rules once you have chosen so that you fully understand but I know Oleg and he wouldn't bring you here if he felt you were a bad person." Peter says with a smile, having led John to a wide area full of cells.

Unlike prison cells though each of them seemed to be decorated differently, fully furnished and clean each with their own style and accessories including a tv, computer and even a phone and mini fridge along with private bathrooms.

"These are the debt and self-choice slaves, the debt slaves you can freely choose from but self-choice would be the ones who would need to choose you after a small meeting and it would be up to them if they wish to go with you or not. The next area are the war slaves, after I have shown you them we will go to my office and I will give you the files on the various slaves for you to brows and choose from, before you asked why I bothered bringing you down here only for your choice to be done in a office, it's because I wanted you to see that each and every one of them are well looked after. As for the criminal slaves, well you don't seem the type to be interested in them, no offence my good man." Peter says with a smile well John listened but looked at the various people in the cells.

Exactly has he said, each and every one of them seemed fine but rather bored or disinterested, some seemed to wave at him or try to speak but no words where heard, others just gave him a look before returning to doing what they where probably doing before they had come down.

The war slaves cells where a bit more bare but still well maintained with anything they could need, well not as fancy or decorated like the previous cells they had there large bed, a bookshelf and desk and there private bathrooms as well, the walls seemed to have window sized holes allowing them to even talk with one another.

Walking through they all seemed well toned, flexible or athletic with a sharpness to them, some having controlled bloodlust well others seemed like swords waiting to be drawn, eventually they reached Peters office where he slipped John a contract and informing him that after signing in agreement he could look through and pick his chosen slaves.

A quick readthrough made it clear of the rules, he would be responsible for his chosen slaves, was not permitted to abuse them or demand anything unreasonable from them like expecting them to grow wings and fly or kill themselves or harm themselves, in exchange they were obligated to help and aid him to the best of their abilities and in regards to the war slaves they where obligated to fight for him and listen to his orders. He was also able to use his crest to cause pain towards them but only if they disobeyed reasonable orders, tried to flee or refused to listen and make things difficult intentionally, as a fail safe though each time the function was activated the main branch of Peters store would take note and look into the cause through the marks rescuing the slaves and in extreme cases imprisoning the master should he be abusing his privileges.