The Place Where I Was Sold as a Slave Was the Imperial Palace

＜my life is over＞

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The invited guests and nobility from each country were said to have already finished the official ceremony around lunchtime.

At that time, greetings and handing out gift lists are all over, and all that remains is to eat and dance.

It was inferred as a result of listening to people whispering stories.

Hungin, it won’t be an official event at the point where all the vibins are called out.

However, at the end of the people’s stories, there was a strange feeling. It’s like a bad, slightly abnormal fever.

People always say at the end of the story, ‘Shall we do that again?’ Last year was the best,’ he added.

It seems that this is no ordinary banquet.

But there’s no use worrying about it from now on. No matter what happens, he, the slave, cannot stop or interfere. When it happens, I just follow it as it happens.

Rudy took his eyes off the battle slave and looked around again.

People were talking and laughing with each other as they moved around with their glasses. Some people were seated, but they were few.

It didn’t look like there was a scene where battle slaves were needed.

‘Is the thing people whispered about related to battle slavery?’

Maybe it was making slaves fight and watching.

‘Blood is not good for Mama Nadia.’

Rudy sighed inwardly, but the murmur of the crowd stopped.

The music suddenly changed, and all eyes turned to the emperor.

Rudy quickly straightened his posture and looked straight ahead.

When I turned my eyes to the side and looked at them, the emperor and empress were getting up from their seats.

Shaking his fat body, the emperor went down to the platform. He approached the empress and held out his fist as lightly as holding an egg.

The empress gently placed her finger on it.

The emperor smiled and, holding the empress’s finger lightly, walked towards the hall.

The empress was said to be two years older than the emperor, but she looked very young.

Her chin is slightly double, but her chest is full. The flesh protruding from the stiff dress moved with every step.

Wow, Rudy opened his eyes involuntarily. Eyeballs seem to pop out.

Boobs that move when you walk, I’ve only seen them in cartoons, but I never thought I’d see something like this in real life. saw something strange

Perhaps because of her voluptuous breasts, her waist looked very thin in comparison.

It seems that breathing is difficult because the corset is tight. Every time the empress breathed, her chest rose and fell greatly.

‘She must have been quite beautiful when she was young.’

It is still quite beautiful.

It is said that she was over 50 years old, but her skin was smooth and taut without a single wrinkle, and unlike the emperor, every movement of her fingers or walking was graceful.

It was a woman who gave off a mature beauty that was different from that of a young woman.

But it’s scary.

Every time I stare at Nadia Mama through teary-eyed eyes, my heart trembles. It looked like hundreds of poisonous needles were hanging from the empress’ pupils.

As the emperor and empress went out alone, people escaped to the edges and emptied the center. Then, from among the crowd, a pair of men and women emerge and stand behind the emperor and empress.

The musicians’ music filled the hall, and people began to dance.

I thought the dance of the Middle Ages was two people facing each other and turning round and round like a waltz, but the dance we dance now is very different from that.

Stand in line, go forward, face each other again, and change positions. I twisted my shoulders to the upbeat music and showed it to the other person, and after a few different movements, I switched partners.

There are also movements that look like running in between.

It was like watching children dance at a sports day.

After dancing for a while, the emperor and empress dropped out and another couple took their place.

The Crown Prince and the Crown Princess, who remained on the podium, also joined in the dance.

The prince has a strong image of a teenager, but in reality he was a young man in his late twenties.

Unlike his father, the prince was a thin man. With a slightly nervous impression, only the high nose was the same as the emperor’s.

A couple of men and women who were dancing in the middle of the dance got out of the ring, and coquettish laughter was heard from somewhere.

People gathered near the emperor and empress before he knew it.

The two, who had been together at first, soon fell into separate groups, and a light brown-haired bibin was hanging from the arm of the emperor.

People shared a drink with each other’s lips without hesitation, and the emperor’s arm hugged Vibin’s slender waist tightly.

Screaming laughter echoes through the hall.

Even though the eyes of the women who envied Bibin, who was trapped in the emperor’s arms, pierced her like arrows, she did not flinch. Rather, the laughter of the rain that was hugged grew louder.

At this rate, the atmosphere is more like a drinking party held at a fairy rather than a banquet to celebrate the new year.

Rudy turned his gaze away from that side, but rather focused on other places.

Through the long curtains drawn here and there, I could vaguely see a man and a woman embracing each other.

I heard that there are exceptionally many curtains between the wall and the space, but it seems to be used for this purpose as well.

As time went on, the initially polite attitude of the people gradually crumbled, and the men’s gaze gradually changed to lustful.

Apparently, the New Year’s banquet is the 19-karat gold version of the ban on children entering. The atmosphere in the hall became more and more disorganized to the extent that it was possible to roughly guess what was going on behind the scenes.

It is already late at night, but people show no signs of getting tired.

I don’t know how many hours I’ve been standing like that.

As I stood still, my body swayed back and forth little by little.

No one tells him to rest or sit down as a slave.

Rudy moved his stiff legs little by little.

‘I’m a little hungry, but I can’t help it.’

Nadiagra originally didn’t pay attention to her surroundings, but now she was so intimidated by the gazes of other Vibins that she couldn’t afford to pay more attention to Rudy. She was too good at keeping her mind in check.

Rudy bent slightly at the waist to loosen himself up so that no one else would notice. It seems to be creaking all over the body.

Suddenly looking forward, I saw Nadiagra holding hands tightly under the table.

Her face is expressionless, but her hands are too tense, perhaps because she is nervous. The fingers were white.

I don’t think it was because of the empress, but it’s strange.

When I secretly looked around, the men in the corner were glancing at Mama Nadia.

Sometimes, as if on purpose, there are men who lick their lips with their tongues and stare at them.

My face was automatically furrowed.

Even the man himself feels gross. Maybe Nadiagra hated this gaze as much as Bibin’s jealousy.

‘What to the emperor’s concubine… Ah, maybe that’s why.’

A nurse once said that there are cases where the emperor bestows concubines to his subjects. The nanny was huffing that she wouldn’t let that happen to our Bhimama.

Perhaps there is a man who expects that the emperor may not seek it, but that the old Nadiagra will be given to his retainer.

Thinking that way, I looked at it again, and Bhimama’s complexion was exceptionally white.

Even if he didn’t know it when he came here, he might have remembered that there was a possibility that he would be bestowed by a retainer after he arrived.

Rudy leaned forward and whispered.

“It’s okay, Bhimama.”

The spell should have reached her ears right away, but Nadiagra was too nervous, so the tranquilizer effect was slow.

Rudy repeated the order several times.

It was when Nadiagra had been clenching her hands for a long time before finally loosening them a little.

The empress, who was out of breath from dancing more, spoke to the emperor with an exceptionally lively voice.

“Your Majesty, isn’t it about time now?”

“Ah, that’s right.”

As the emperor smiled and looked around at the people, the atmosphere in the hall changed instantly.

A different kind of excitement was contained in the gazes of the people who were a little loose and lewd.

“Now, let’s start the New Year’s celebration.”

The emperor shifted his gaze to the edge of the hall and nodded, and the attendants, who had been standing immobilized here and there, began to glide.

The door that had been closed on one side of the hall opened wide, and battle slaves entered one after another.

The nobles who had filled the hall also made a fuss and headed to the room.

It seems that Bibin already knows what that room is. A few of them pointed at the battle slaves with twinkling eyes and whispered something.

The attendants standing on the podium bowed toward the concubines and maids.

“There was an order from His Majesty. I hope all Bhimamas come here too.”

Rejection doesn’t seem to work.

Nadiagra was about to say something, but shut up.

Her face turned pale, as if she knew what was going to happen there.

Guided by the attendant, he walked slowly, staggeringly, as if he would collapse at any moment.

The room on the other side was reminiscent of a dog fighting arena.

In the center of the room is a small oval-shaped arena.

Beautifully carved metal rods were dotted at regular intervals along the edge of the circle, and red strings connected the rods to each other.

At the edge of the oval arena stood a few men in knightly uniforms.

The large swords in their hands are obviously not for ceremonies, but for actual combat.

In front of the door was a raised platform with two chairs.

The Emperor and Empress went over to it and sat down, while others took their seats around the arena.

“Who will start first?”

When the emperor spoke, a man with a thick cloak on his shoulder stepped forward.

“I brought in an outstanding person to avenge last year. Your Majesty, please give me a chance to wash away the shame of last year.”

As the man raised his hand, one of the battle slaves lined up on one side of the wall stepped forward.

He is a tall man, nearly two meters tall. It was not known whether one ear had been cut off. The man, as if he had been told to do so, showed his teeth and gave a vicious grin.

A faint scream rose from inside the lady. Rather than being really afraid, it was a scream mixed with a little anticipation.

The emperor opened his eyes narrowly, looked at the giant, and grinned.

“hahahaha. line! I know you lost a lot of money last year, but can you make it up this year?”

“That man is a gladiator who has never been defeated in my country. We are confident of winning this time.”

When the ambassador opened his chest and spoke, the empress opened her mouth with a gentle smile.

“Your Majesty, seeing that gladiator gave me a good idea.”

“You have always offered me pleasure. Let’s hear what our empress thinks this time.”

The empress lifted her red lips like a half moon, smiled, and lowered her head to the emperor.

“As far as I know, the youngest of Your Majesty’s slaves was thirteen years old, and I heard that this year a younger one received a silver necklace.”

The empress’ eyes slowly turned to Rudy.

People’s eyes also moved towards Rudy as if they were following it.

“I’ve been very curious about how brilliant he was to receive the silver mark, but looking at it today, it’s definitely worth it. How are you, Your Majesty? He caused the boy to contend with that giant…”

The empress smiled and tilted her head slightly.

“Don’t you think it would be a good spectacle?”

The empress’ gaze ran up and down Rudy’s body like a snake.

It seems that that viper-like woman was determined to put an end to Nadiagra’s mind.

Nadiagra’s body began to shake like a broken locomotive.

Seeing this, the emperor narrowed his eyes and smiled.

“Ah, that is a good idea. My empress always makes me happy.”

Alas, my life is over.

＜ my life is over ＞ end