Retherly, a small town on the outskirts of the northern dukedom. Inside an unknown small Traven.
Continuation of the interview.
"She was the one responsible for disposing of the slaves," the man laughed bitterly," you know the young master started to buy slaves, but he didn't treat them as well as he treated the maid. It was as though they were nothing but bags of meat. He bought a lot of slaves, if I could count, he probably bought almost all the slaves in the slave market."
"Why would he even do with that many slaves?"
The person asked in confusion.
"Well, he would use them for his research. Do you know how he would look at them whenever they died?"
The person shook his head and leaned forward.
