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Prefecting Strenght (B)

Suwa is now in a luxury house. The place where Suwa used to be their servant. Lord Haye. Before finally they sold themselves to be slaves to pay off debts.

Suwa gulped. Grabbing the hem of her skirt, she walked closer to the main door.

He didn't have time to knock on the door. Someone had opened the main door and the person's eyes widened to see who was standing in front of him.

"Su.... Suwa."

"Young master."

"What are you doing here?" The young man in yellow immediately pulled Suwa to the side of the wall. His eyes rolled. Making sure no one was watching, "You managed to escape them?"

Suwa was silent. He couldn't show any expression. Honestly, he was very confused. When he decided to return to the house of the employer who had evil intentions on him, he was so steady. He wanted revenge for their behavior. But now, looking at the young master. The man she loved. The son of the Haye noble looked so worried. He stepped back.

This man did take part in the incident that he was sold into slavery. The son of Haye's aristocrat seemed to give extraordinary attention and kindness to Suwa. But it turns out that attention is only camouflage. Melted his heart so that he obeyed the orders of the young master.

Suwa just obeyed when she was dressed in such a way. Dressed in beautiful clothes, her innocent face was polished with some make-up to make her look beautiful. At that time, young master Haye took him to a place that Suwa thought was a beautiful garden just like the young master had promised him long ago. But apparently not, that place is a women's auction place. There the Haye noble was already waiting for Suwa with several men who were going to buy her nothing else.

At that time Suwa struggled, begging for their mercy. But unfortunately, money has blinded the sense of humanity. Suwa asked the young master for help. But the young man remained silent, bowed his head and did nothing as Suwa was dragged away to be sent as a slave.

Anger, pain, heartache enveloped Suwa. He couldn't believe they had the heart to do all that. And his first thought was to recommend Ludra to kill this noble.

"Yes, I managed to escape."

The young man sighed, "Thank God. I'm sorry Suwa, at that time I couldn't do anything. My parents had a lot of debt. They threatened to kill us if we didn't pay off the debt soon. That's why we had to do that." He said regretfully.

Suwa's anger immediately subsided. It turns out that the young master did this out of necessity.

"Once again I'm sorry Suwa. My parents forced me. But please know that my feelings for you are not fake. I'm so sorry. I really feel guilty Suwa." The soft-faced youth lowered his head. Holding Suwa's hand apologized.

Suwa was unable to say anything. Honestly deep down, he still loves this young man. But remembering the man's cowardice made him angry. But again, he felt the need to forgive him. The young master did all this because of the circumstances.

"Suwa, we'd better talk at my residence. I'm afraid they'll see you. You know, actually since the news that one of the slaves ran away. The soldiers from the auction place are always on patrol."

Suwa just nodded. Just according to when the young man led him to his residence.

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Young master Haye smiled happily at the servant girl he fell in love with.

"You're beautiful Suwa."

Suwa looked up. Smiling wordlessly.

"Hmm... Wait here. I'll prepare some food for you. Don't go out anywhere!"

"Don't bother young master. I'd better get going." Suwa shouted. He decided not to take revenge.

"Going where? It's very dangerous out there. I'm afraid they'll find you."

"No sir. I'll be fine." Yes, he must be fine considering the Falcon is watching him right now. Somehow Suwa felt he would protect her.

Young master Haye flashed a smile, "That's fine if that's what you want. But can you wait a moment! At least I'll prepare equipment to help you disguise yourself. If my parents see you here, they'll definitely lock you up again."

"Yes, thank you sir."

And the young man left Suwa in his residence.

Suwa tapped her feet anxiously. He really wanted to get out of here. He didn't want the white creature to become impatient and then recklessly kill Haye's nobles, let alone the young master.

"I have no intention of recommending them." He said into empty air. Yang Suwa was sure that the Falcon heard his words.

After a few minutes he was there. The young man in yellow returned with a broad smile, "Suwa." The man muttered. At the same time, several people entered the house.

Suwa glared. His body stiffened for a moment. "You~."

Young master Haye grinned slyly. Following with his parents, "Suwa you finally came back."

Suwa stood up. Getting ready to run but unfortunately Haye's nobleman immediately caught him.

"I'm sorry Suwa. I do love you. But I love my family more. You know, the soldiers at the auction place always threatened us to return their money. Because you ran away."

"And now it's so unexpected that you've come back here Suwa." Now the noble lady Haye spoke up. Praising the son's acting, "You're so smart kid."

Suwa clenched her fists. Condemn his stupidity. How cunning noble Haye is.

Suwa struggled as Haye's aristocrats began to herd her into custody. Suwa didn't want to be a slave. Closing his eyes he was determined.

"Kill!"

And....

CRASHHH!!!

Suwa felt rancid blood pooling on her feet. His face splattered with the liquid. He stood shaking. The smell of fresh blood was in his sense of smell.

Ludra's movements were so fast and unpredictable. Almost invisible when the Falcon slashed their bodies one by one.

Ludra stood quietly. The icy pointy thing that appeared from his hand slowly disappeared. He wiped the blood splatter off his cheek. No burden, no disgust.

Suwa suddenly opened her eyes. Knocked down. His stomach rumbled for a moment. He wanted to throw up.

Ludra supported Suwa's body and whispered, "They deserve to die."

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The darkness opened its eyes. He felt an energy increase. His hands clenched.

Behind his golden mask, Dosta casts a spell. Looking for something that would allow him to trace the trail of the last Falcon.

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