But they didn't find the person they were expecting.
When they arrived at Louskas' room, the "fool" who had activated the Slave Mark was nowhere to be found. Instead, there was a little girl—barely six years old—with short black hair and innocent black eyes. She looked exactly like Louskas… His little sister.
Louskas had always kept a low profile, training at night, working in the morning, and avoiding unnecessary people. He had already been in a few scuffles with the clan's children or even some slaves, but they were trivial to him—just the meaningless words of kids who didn't understand this world. That's why he had never met his little sister or any of the clan's important figures. He was like a cockroach, minding his own business and avoiding the higher-ups. Even his mother hadn't called for him much since that day—she seemed to have been busy assisting his father.
At that moment, he and Nyktos exchanged stunned glances.
Their thoughts were interrupted by her sweet, childish voice.
"Slave! Why weren't you here? I wanted to play with you, but you disappeared! After my brother left, you were the only one who played with me. Why did you stop?"
Both of them froze.
Could it be that she activated the Slave Mark for… this reason?!
"She's insane!!" Both Nyktos and Louskas thought at the same time.
Nyktos stepped closer to Louskas and muttered,
"Play with her for a bit. There's something I need to do."
"What? You're leaving me alone with this little monster? You traitor!"
Nyktos didn't reply. He simply stood by the door, raised a finger in encouragement, and smirked before vanishing.
Louskas let out a deep sigh and looked back at the little girl.
"Ah… I'm sorry? I wasn't around. I had work to do with Lord Nyktos."
She placed her small hands on her hips and puffed her cheeks in anger.
"Even so! You're the only nice person who reminds me of my brother, so you should only play with me!"
Louskas sighed again. I'm in trouble.
But he had no choice.
Time passed, and what started as a simple game turned into a fierce competition… which ended with the little girl falling to the ground, silently crying.
At that moment, the door suddenly swung open.
'Is that idiot finally back?'
He turned his gaze toward the entrance—only to be caught off guard.
It was the Clan Leader.
Lord Valrik Solan.
He stared at the scene with a confused expression.
The moment she saw him, his little sister's cries grew even louder.
Ah, shit.